Thug Voice lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert, Young Thug]
And you know I'ma Roc Nation general
But you know it’s a GTV moment (London On The Track, b*tch)
And you know it’s a Rich Gang party (Rich Gang)
(Hahaha)
And baby, you can go back home to that n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck about none of that
But long as you come back to me, then we gon' keep it real bool (London On The Track, b*tch)
Woo

[Chorus]
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (Yeah)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill

[Verse 1]
Thug voice
BullDog on my waist look like a .44
Man, her pus*y make mе see the stars, Rolls-Royce
I’m the oppositе of a n*gga that's turquoise
So many guns I done bought, I done turned to warlord
You don’t give a f*ck about none of that gangster sh*t
I just wanna eat your pus*y to your pancreas
f*ck you wit’ a condom, uh, that’s if you stankin', b*tch (Mmm, racks)
(Yeah, yeah)
Thug voice
If you bring your friend to threesome, baby, of course
I got b*tches in Atlanta that want one more
She eat the c*m up 'til the semen turn her, abort
(Yeah, yeah, blatt)
(Yeah, slatt, yeah, yeah)
(What? Woo)
[Chorus]
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill
(Thug voice)
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I'm taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (Slatt)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill (Blatt)

[Verse 2]
b*tch I’m so bool, I’m with YSL, right?
I’m the only YSL that Thugga just like
Man, I f*ck her so good, sh*t sound like a fight
Man, I f*ck her so good, she banging the five (Back)
She be leaving every time, but she be begging me back (Yeah)
She be wanting me to f*ck, she say hit that b*tch from the back
She know I’m real right, bool, I be banging 'til it slatt (Slatt, slatt, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No cereal, she drink me up in the morning like milk
I leave the pus*y DOA, that mean already killed
Stepping on these n*ggas, I don’t need stilts
b*tch, I’m on the G6, don’t need no other pill
Foxy Brown b*tch, like I'm old school (What?)
Bet the di*k can go longer than your old dudes (What?)
I can crease the pus*y just like it’s some old shoes (Yeah)
We f*cking inter spiritual, I took your soul through (Phew)
I’m so presidential, I just call up Michelle (What?)
f*ck that pus*y, in that hole, it blow just like a whale (Slatt)
Like a clam, I can get you just open like shell
I'ma still do my business even if it smells
[Chorus]
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (Brr)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill
I’m the type to eat on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
SuWoop all way to the gill

[Outro]
Strong will
Strong will business
Slatt, slatt
Blatt, blatt
Blatt, blatt
Blatt