Pacifier Lyrics - Young Thug

Cut the chase, I wanna nut in this face 

And I know she liked a nigga taste, I can see it in her face 

Now don't make me a cute little Christian, I don't feel like Ma$e 

Ride for a nigga, step inside the house got my mentals erased 

I ain't tryna roll no dice, I just wanna make it right 

When I fuck her I'mma turn her, turn her over 

Turn her, turn her like Ike 

I'm on the burner, on the burner, still concerned her 

Shit ain't steak like a burger, or nothing 

Mortified, I need a Pope, need a coroner, or something 

Better yet watch a 

Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier 

Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier 

Shake your rumidi bum bum 

Bleed the block, bleed the rock 

Bleed the bumbaclot rock, bleed the cops 

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Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 

Bad lil bitch with some bad lil tits 

Need to put a little hip in it 

Damn, climbing up the pole because she put a little split in it 

If I whip the dope up I'mma put a little whip in it 

When I whip the dope I'm lookin' to break my wrist the way I'm spinnin' it 

Got a bad little date, swear to God I got a bad little date 

Young Thugger Scrappy!? Okay! 

Bought the little bitch a black mink like George of the Jungle, she's a ape 

And I don't care not what they say, I eat that dinner plate 

Nigga hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street 

I'mma catch your momma, then I might just fuck your momma 

All because I made jam of the week 

MTV young livin', stop that like they stop my digits for odd reason I never end up weak 

I sell Miley Cyrus, ain't no meeting Miley Cyrus 

You get Miley Cyrus can't eat nothing for weeks 

So pass me a molly, new 

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Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier 

Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier 

Shake your rumidi bum bum 

Bleed the block, bleed the rock 

Bleed the bumbaclot rock, bleed the cops 

Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 

How the hell they got me lean 

Nigga livin' life so foul and it's a crime scene 

I don't ball for decoration bitch I'm tryna eat 

Niggas sit inside the trenches, all my couches bleed 

All the niggas diamonds going dumb like I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger 

Nah it ain't Drake but my community gated 

Niggas fallin' off cause they communities hated 

But the community wouldn't be hatin' if they were atin' 

Oops I mean eatin' 

My niggas eat for no reason, they feast for no reason 

I do not got on no mink but I'm beastin' 

I swear to God bitch I'm beastin' 

And I'mma pull up in the 9-11 

Then I'm pullin' back up in the Drophead 

Make her drop pants, make the bitch drop dead 

When it come to this shit, I'm a Pro, no Ked 

Drinkin' on this Easter pink, I feel like an egg 

Attracted to these drugs, I feel like a fuckin' fed 

And I know you ain't bout that, but I'm bout that 

Where the fuck the Sprite at? 

It's a baby bottle, not a 

Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier 

Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier 

Shake your rumidi bum bum 

Bleed the block, bleed the rock 

Bleed the bumbaclot rock, bleed the cops 

Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed 

The streets ain't ready, yeeaaaa 

All your bitches want a piece of me 

I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink 

Whooo, (?) nigga think he want piece of me 

No you don't want a piece 

You not ready you need you a 

Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier 

Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier 

Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier