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Numbers
Young Thug

YOUNG THUG


Numbers Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Thugger Thugger
Got my broadie London in this mothaf*cker man
I'm tellin' ya this beat hard as... this one hard as f*ck, listen bro
I go up up up and away
And I got old hundreds, they wrinkled like a Shar Pei
Plus I'm the realest nigga inside the A

[Hook]
And them boys in Atlanta they don't play yeah
And them boys from Atlanta tote them K's yeah
And them boys from Atlanta got bananas for these monkeys nigga
I got plenty ammo for your bumblin' nigga
Ammo for these p*ssy mothaf*ckas
Run up I swear to god I want tears from your mother
f*ck nigga tripping, I'll get prisoned and f*ck your father up
I'ma tell em one time, ain't going farther
I'm doing numbers

[Verse 1]
I got bands in the bando and I'm beating David Banner
And I'm smoking on cabana, leanin', movin slow as grandma
Motor runnin', spent them commas, now it's thunder
Count a hundred want a hundred more, that's hunger
Yeah baby, Thugger Thugger hungry, yes I'm hungry
Young Thugger got the munchies
All my diamonds come in yellow like a Funyun
Yeah all my gold made 'em sick and they can vomit
Yeah-yeah... p*ssy nigga know they can vomit
I'm growing green, me and Chi-Chi, no pet
I'm chasing dreams, free Meek Milly
[Hook]
And them boys in Atlanta they don't play yeah
And them boys from Atlanta tote them K's yeah
And them boys from Atlanta got bananas for these monkeys nigga
I got plenty ammo for your bumblin' nigga
Ammo for these p*ssy mothaf*ckas
Run up I swear to god I want tears from your mother
f*ck nigga tripping, I'll get prison and f*ck your father
I'ma tell em one time, ain't going farther
I'm doing numbers

[Verse 2]
I'ma tell em one time
I can read your mind
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, then start ridin
Brand new 24's, bitch on climb
You's a busta, mothaf*cka rhymes
Sticky fingers, no porcupine
Genius I'll chase the day
Wait, let me pick up his remains
Hey, them gators get their prey
Hold up, hold up, wait

[Hook]
And them boys in Atlanta they don't play yeah
And them boys from Atlanta tote them K's yeah
And them boys from Atlanta got bananas for these monkeys nigga
I got plenty ammo for your bumblin' nigga
Ammo for these p*ssy mothaf*ckas
Run up I swear to god I want tears from your mother
f*ck nigga tripping, I'll get prison and f*ck your father
I'ma tell em one time, ain't going farther
I'm doing numbers

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Songwriter(s): LONDON TYLER HOLMES, JEFFREY LAMAR WILLIAMS
Record Label(s): 2015 300 Entertainment Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world outside of the United States
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