متن و پخش آهنگ Eww از Young Thug

متن کامل ترانه Eww با صدای Young Thug

Thugger, urgh Ooh, hahaha Yeah, ooh Eww, eww, eww (Thugger) Urgh (ooh) I'm high right now, I'm high right now Eww, eww, eww (Thugger) What you gonna do when I pull up on you, nigga? (Oh no, oh no, oh no) Pussy nigga know that he a cat like Tigger (For sure, for sure) Beat the pussy nigga with the baseball bat Pull up with them F&Ns comin' out the hatch Pussy motherfucker scared to say it to my front So I'm blowin' out his back Point it at his liver, make the nigga reconsider Bands in my pants got me lookin' a lil' bigger Red just like Elmo but I never fuckin' giggle (woo) You can suck my pickle for a nickel (ayy) Eww, eww, eww (ooh, urgh) Eww, eww, eww Eww (ayy) How many niggas standin' around you would die for you? I'm not bein' funny but if I come through there sprayin' All them niggas turn to four wheelers (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Honestly, truth be told, YSL won't fold (slime) Pick his ass off from the balcony Walk into the house and change clothes (fly) YSL, wipe a nigga nose We don't give a damn if it's indoors or outdoors We gotta have that, gon' grab that Nigga, go stab that, smack that shit Everyday I keep the bands on me, I'm a lick If a nigga think I'm sweet then his tongue gettin' split I ain't doin' any features unless you give me your bitch I'ma fuck for the cash then she gettin' robbed by Tick Eww, eww, eww (ooh) Eww, eww, eww (ooh, urgh) (ooh) Eww, eww, eww Eww, eww Hundred bands inside of my pants Make the motherfucker dance on the stage, ayy Bitch, it's a parade Pourin' fours is a sport, Leanorade 50 whole K spent on my hygiene (lean) Drinkin' so much lean that my pee clean (lean) 808 just might be the dream team (lean) Bitch got some good brain, call her Pinky Bag full of weed, no lighter In the kitchen wrappin', rappin' like a cypher (woo, woo) You know damn well, I like her, I'ma bite her In the Bentley on West Lee gettin' trailed by sniper How the fuck you feel that I don't mean nothin'? All them years in the bando, no clean nothin' Runnin' to the cops, tell 'em "I don't serve the fiend nothin'" Pullin' off like "Sike" Bitch, I got the bando, 50 hundreds Spot 'round the corner filled up with onions Big homie got a whole truckload Me and Scooter take a trip to New Mexico (let's go) All I ever wanted was the money (what?) All I ever wanted was the money Put your hands in the air if you dare Any motherfucker to step over here F&N put 'em in a wheel chair Eww, eww, eww (ooh, yeah) Eww, eww, eww (ooh, urgh) (ooh) Eww, eww eww Eww, eww, eww ♪