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Young Thug – Jerome Bettis (Still) Lyrics




[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yea
Yeah yeah yeah
Wheezybeats

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Bae, ya dig
Oh yeah yeah
Dont walk nowhere, you in a weelchair yeah
Dont stop and stare, she mine yeah
Look at my pimp card, player yeah
These hoes will do you the baddest
If you find one bad bag
If you find a bad bitch then keep her
Foreign cars, they back in
Never pour no trash
Im red like a firetruck, just got back from NASA
Bought my bitch the new wagon, you dont know nothin bout [?]
A red carpet, the ground that she walk on
I told her to get whatever she want

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Im still gettin fetti, pockets [?] lettuce (racks)
Young nigga so broke I can bet it (broke), I know he a rat he go tellin’ (snitch)
These rappers they pussy I smell it (pussy), I want that bread like a deli (bread)
Pour by the four I dont match (lean) , bitch I need all of my extras (extras)
All of these niggas they act like they with it and ain’t even ready
Bitch Im goin out like Ox did on Belly came from the block i was robbin and sellin
Talk out a pole with a Mac-11, [?] the dice so we servin [?]
Count up that cash, I need that guap
Count up that cheese, I need a knot
She suck on the dick like a lollipop, told her booled up on the molly rock
We sip that lean we dont drink Ciroc, put on Celine when I’m steppin’ out
I got that beam on the K, YSL got it engraved
Pussy niggas throwin’ shade, kill them and piss on their grave

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Im still gon’ serve you, I still got birds too
These drugs won’t hurt you, these drugs won’t hurt you
Still got a egg beater (skrr skrr), still got an old pot (skrr skrr)
Still niggas still plottin’, still niggas gettin’ shot
Big ol’ bankroll, pockets on snot nose
Took a bitch out the hood, and put her in designer clothes
I’m in my rarri, took a plate to Calamari (eat it up)
Rings like Horry, play like Curry, bitch Im sorry
Thats why a nigga need a bad bitch, she know how to treat a savage
She won’t even talk to 12, she ain’t even gotta ask me
Trappin’ out a old park, pull up dinosaur, Jurassic
She got a cute face, bad body, but I took her now she all plastic
Barbie doll, barbie doll, Trapstar, block boy
Thousand feet from a neighbor cause I want a tiger and I paid for it
Imma ride with him, Im gon’ slide with him
I might put my trust in him, I might put my pies in him
I ain’t gon get tied in him, Imma fly with him
Imma, yeah

[Hook: Young Thug]
Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti
Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures
Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis
Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you
I still got a bad bitch, Im still livin lavish
Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments
Ya dig
Ya dig




Danny Brown – Tell Me What I Don’t Know Lyrics

September 30, 2016

Lyrics

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(Verse 1)
Street smart, Ph.D
Dropped out for a ni**a degree
Not on me
Keep the doubles off me
Cause we was living in shit
Couldn’t afford property
Lil ni**a getting fronting from OGs
Oz of OG bagged up in the Pelle
In a school hall way on a burner celly
Leaving out of class early caught a cell for 20
How long will they last?
Never ending race, chasing cash
One lane going wrong way til I crash
Teacher find my sack, going nowhere fast

(Chorus)
Tell me what I don’t know
Last night homie got killed at the liquor store
Shot my ni**a on the way to get a Swisher
Breaking down the weed when the call got received

(Verse 2)
We was so ambitious
All we really wanted was new Jordans and some bitches
Flashing bankrolls in the club taking pictures
Thinking we was grown men, really lil ni**as
Jumping dope fiends that’s owing us for credit
Taking turns catching shells things copacetic
Slice your tomato if you owe us for the lettuce
Running through the sack of D sorta like Jerome Bettis
Now heed the outcome
Hit the block, hit the stash and they found some
Lock us all up for a bag of some
Now we in the county writing letters I miss you

(Chorus)
Tell me what I don’t know
Hood raid came through kicking down the front door
Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court
Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports
Tell me what I don’t know
Hood raid came through kicking down the front door
Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court
Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know

(Verse 3)
And we was so gone ho
Wet a ni**a up like he got his poncho
On the block all day chasing that cilantro
Hood raid kicking on the front door
It’s like a cycle
You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us
It’s like a cycle
You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us

(Chorus)
Tell me what I don’t know
Last night homie got killed at the liquor store
Shot my ni**a on the way to get a Swisher
Breaking down the weed when the call got received
Tell me what I don’t know
Hood raid came through kicking down the front door
Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court
Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know
Tell me what I don’t know