Mike Will Made It - I Got lyrics

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Mike Will Made It - I Got lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] I got b**hes in the dirt just like a f**in' termite And they pretty much think I'm green but ho I'm red like a car light And him against me, bae I'ma win like a pipe And give me 8 million, I come to the rescue Yeah I'ma protect your heart just like a vest do And I'm a prince, I don't wake up like the rest do I'ma ride on your ho like she a Mongoose [Verse 1: Young Thug] I'm in the booth and yeah I'm goin', yeah I'm flowin' My b**h don't speak English, she ching chong and ching cho-in' I make her sister s** me up when I get bored I make her mama s** my pole every time he hard Money, [?] and dollars, [?] I'ma holla at mama 'til mama jumps for a follow Piña colada, bosses make her pop it like a collar Lord knows just what she'll do for guala Baby give me hat, oops I mean head Baby ride it like a track, oops I'm impaired Baby s** it for a sack, oops I'm in it News say that he was shot, oops he was dead Head dead [Hook: Young Thug] [Verse 2: PeeWee Longway] She on the same drug like me, can't wait to meet her Pumped that dick inside her stomach like a test tube It's [?] in my pinky ring, [?] Givenchy vest over your heart just to protect you Ride that b**h booty like a Mongoose Pourin' out mud, sippin' lean out a [?] [?] For the 8 milli, Longway is comin' to get you Slowin' down, millionaire plug named Jesus I dream a genie, my b**h live in vases They politickin' on me by catchin' cases Packagin' OG, stash it in the basement I got the jungle fever, that white sh** Crippin' in soowoo Kanyeezy Dope residue in my Nikes Thugger tapped me, said that ho mama easy She went to hit it one night She eat up the wood like a termite Switcheroo, I got what these b**hes like She can't think I'm green cause I'm red like a light My homie be bleedin' and bangin' on the right Longway, b**h [Hook: Young Thug] [Verse 3: Mike WiLL Made It] And all my shooters on go, choppers on the floor n***a we'll k** you, gotta prick the blood And we gon' rob him just to pay the rent, flex you if you wanna split And all my blood protect me like the president All of my shooters on go Money over all these hoes, she gon' go take off her clothes Pull up and shoot you and go We sold that [?] dope She sold that [?] dope s**in' me up 'til like 8 in the mornin' I got plenty women, shooters with me Roo with me, and my n***a crippin' I got n***as push up on you, give you the business He snitchin' on that case for a lighter sentence [Hook: Young Thug]