Young Thug Mine song lyrics

How the fuck a nigga gon' try tell me

Bout the motherfucking ice that I'm rocking

'Bout the motherfucking bitches that I'm fucking

And, sucking and putting them in a bucket then

Beat that pussy up like it's the twelfth round

Up in niggas towns with my zoe pounds

I don't go around since it come around

Wet diamonds in my mouth if I kiss her she drown

If I leave a nigga white T-Shirt red

It'll be a peppermint or a baseball nigga

I know they sick and tired of hearing bout my jewellery but if it fall

On the ground yeah you might just slip and fall nigga

She a shark she like a jaws nigga

Your bitch says she wants a tall nigga

You are one midget you too small nigga

She suck my dick and rub my balls nigga

Big money over here, man

Still active don't let me show all my skills man

Yeah my jeans they blue dolphin not no SEALs man

I run up money run up gold like a pilgrim

Nigga how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

I remember on the block I was serving them dimes

Yeah, how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

And them boys they had no dope I was selling you mine

How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

Little nigga go ahead tell me what's all on your mind

Yeah, all on your mind, yeah

Nigga, big plans on my mind nigga

Nigga, Catch these ones like the swine nigga

Nigga, you be cuffing with no ties nigga

Twin dimes and they mine, fold em like a pork rind

I know bloods that rock burgundy, no wine

Told that nigga best believe imma stay one round

In the back of the car screaming YSL hold it down

Yeah, hold it down till he come back off on an appeal

That's the real deal

Imma eat that pussy down then imma roll up some kush straight out the fields

I told her straight to her face if she don't do it I know someone that will

You know the deal

I don't want to drink no lean with these niggas if it's not double sealed

And that's the real

Nigga big B balling no budget

And my car is rare like a mullet

I've seen this bitch from up the stairs she ain't ugly

Bitches bome up to my room and they get slutty

Bitches ball me Jeff and the F stand for fuck it

One more time for my jewellery, yes is flooded

Take that dick up out her coochie, then I butt it

All these niggas with me blooded, like we cutted

Nigga how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

I remember on the block I was serving them dimes

Yeah, how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

And them boys they had no dope I was selling you mine

How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine?

Little nigga go ahead tell me what's all on your mind

Yeah, all on your mind, yeah