Young Thug ft. Lil Uzi Vert – Whats The Move + lyrics

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On “What’s the Move?,” Atlanta rapper Young Thug teams up with Philadelphia star Lil Uzi Vert for the melodic banger.

Lil Uzi Vert and Young Thug question the direction of the relationship and wonder what the next step is for them.

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Whats The Move lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
(BL$$D)
I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
Bitch tryna drive in a Rolls Royce or the bus‚ girl?
I jumped off the porch and went straight up‚ girl (Straight up‚ girl)
You can leave your town and head to another world


[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
What the move?
I’m tired of eyein’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on you
‘Til the pain last too
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too, woah (Yeah)


[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds‚ keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c’mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don’t want the bag‚ oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jeans is so tight they don’t fit
Still walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than fifty on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons, mix it up with the Rick
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me ‘my bad’
Made it from the soil, made it from the Rex
Richer than your first, richer than your last
LUV, know I got swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan’
I groove around, party pack my hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c’mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don’t want the bag, oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Diamonds, they drip down my wrist
Let’s get it, fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick (Left wrist)
Bitch have it locked like a pick (Sheesh)
Fittz Park, came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist
Gorilla, rockin’ Bape on a bitch
Potential court case on a bitch (Bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (We livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play, no)
Do everything the same on a bitch (Never tell the difference)
We known to pick the brains of a bitch (Big bag)
I throw the big B’s on a bitch
I got a few C’s on a bitch (Got slatt)
I’m in another league on a bitch
My diamond ’bout to ski on a bitch (Woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
What’s the move?
I’m tired of eyein’ you (Oh, yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on you
‘Til the pain last too (Yeah)
Make it rain on you (Make it rain, rain)
It was hard to maintain too, ooh (It was hard to maintain)
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c’mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff’ (For a duff’)
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don’t want the bag, oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she fuckin’, she suckin’ at my shows, ayy

Post Malone ft. Young Thug – Goodbyes + lyrics

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Post Malone features Young Thug on a new single titled “Goodbyes”. It’s produced by Brian Lee and Post’s frequent collaborator Louis Bell. 

The track also marks his first single of 2019 and the first collaboration between Post Malone and Young Thug.

“Goodbyes” serves as the second single for Post Malone’s third studio album.

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Goodbyes lyrics

Me and Kurt feel the same 
Too much pleasure is pain
My girl spites me in vein, all I do is complain
She needs something to change
Need to take off the edge
So fuck it all tonight

And don’t tell me to shut up
When you know you talk too much
But you don’t got shit to say

I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I can save you
‘Cause I need to be saved too
I’m no good at goodbyes

We’re both acting insane
But too stubborn to change
Now I’m drinking again 
80 proof in my veins
And my fingertips stained 
Lookin’ over the edge
Don’t fuck with me tonight
Said you needed this heart, then you got it
Turns out that it wasn’t what you wanted
And we wouldn’t let go then we lost it
Now I’m a goner, I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I can save you
‘Cause I need to be saved too
I’m no good at goodbyes

I want you out of my life 
I want you back here tonight
I’m tryna cut you, no knife
I wanna slice you and dice you
My heart get possessive, it cut you precise
Can you not turn off the TV? 
I’m watching the fight
My flooded Girard, blue diamond on shock
Hip hop ain’t life dog, it’s Nicki Minaj
You don’t need a key to drive, your car on the charger
I just wanna see the side, the one that’s unbothered
And I don’t want you to never go outside
I promise if they play my niggas slidin’
I’m fuckin’ in a 2 but still riding 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I can save you
‘Cause I need to be saved too
I’m no good at goodbyes

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m no good at goodbyes

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m no good at goodbyes

Lil Keed ft. Young Thug – Million Dollar Mansion + lyrics

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“Million Dollar Mansion” is one of the numerous collaborations between Lil Keed and Young Thug, his mentor and YSL Records’s CEO, who is also featured on the outro for Long Live Mexico.

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Million Dollar Mansion lyrics

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo


[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
They think they all fly (Yeah), we a different fly (Yeah)
Yeah, we private flight it (Yeah), no need for autopilot (Yeah)
Know we get the highest (Yeah), know y’all all dyin’ (Yeah)
Lift the doors up (Yeah), my wrist is froze up (Yeah)
My neck get colder (Yeah), thought I told ya (Yeah)
We in the fast lane (Yeah)
In a Hellcat (Yeah), or in a Mulsanne (Yeah)
If he bounce back (Yeah), a hundred shots ring (Yeah)
Ain’t got no dogtag (Yeah), how you gangbang? (Yeah)
He not ’bout that (Yeah), he ain’t insane (Yeah)
Give him thirty shots (Yeah), shoot him Curry range (Yeah)
Finger flooded (Yeah), cost more than Audi rings (Yeah)
Yeah, we bossy (Yeah), shit be saucy (Yeah)


[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Costy
You said you want a wedding ring, that’s when you lost me (Lost me)
Go big on big, I’m irritated with your mouthpiece
I drove a G63 Benz to the nosebleeds (Skrrt)
Yeah, I’m her boss, see, see I’m so flossy
Lil’ mama said she want a Benz with the Rolls seats (Want a Benz)
I took a helicopter down to the show freak
I told her private jet, we goin’ shoppin’ overseas
I can go brazy like a shotta, ayy (Brazy like a)
I got some Mansions on the Southside, ayy (I got some mansions on the South)
I’m servin’ chicken, but not Popeyes, ayy (I’m servin’ chicken, but not Pop’)
Pay the tuition, not a shotta, ayy (Pay the tuition, not a shotta)
I told lil’ mama, “Bitch, it’s our time,” ayy (Our time)
We got the juice, we got the Wi-Fi, ayy (Wi-Fi)
We fuckin’ on top our Carter, hey
I just might pass her to my brothers, hey (Just might pass her to my brothers)
Hundred bands on a seat (Hundred)
How the fuck I make a half a million in a week? (How? How? How?)
Yeah, shawty suck me out my sleep
I don’t know just how the hell I woke up with a freak (How? How?)
Goddamn, I got millions with no piece (Damn)
Different bustdown every fuckin’ day of the week (Fuckin’ day of the week)
Livin’ easy breezy, we fuck on designer sheets (Woo)
I had me some Henny with my Act’, now I’m deceased (I’m deceased, nigga)
Million dollar nig’, whip a Maybach out of town (Skrrt, skrrt)
Patek worth a mink, up in the Benz right now (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep designer kicks on my bitch all the time (Skrrt, skrrt)
Paris Hilton mansion in the hills, I see stars (Skrrt, skrrt)
Abercrombie birds with the doves, we get money (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lambo’ hit the curb, when it dark, it look sunny (Skrrt, skrrt)
I put neon lights in the penthouse for my mommy (Skrrt, skrrt)
Wake up, take a piss, drink a seal every morning

[Verse 3: Lil Keed]
Spendin’ all these goddamn funds
I just put some slimes and some bands on your son
Choker shackles outshine the goddamn sun
John Wick shooters, we not scared of James Bond (Woo)
Talkin’ game to get out her panties
Different Chanel, different occasions
I got hood ratchet shit and she Asian
Whippin’ slime Lam’ truck, it’s Caucasian
Y’all cat, Tigger
See y’all damn whiskers
Her ass soft as pillows
Give her nut like brittle
Louis duffle bag, F&N and bands in it
Yeah, I wore it, left the tag on my expensive drip
She not talkin’ bad, I go pimp and pop them lips

[Outro: Lil Keed]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh

Young Thug – Monopoly

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After the Success of his last single featuring some top shot rappers, Young Thug is here with this brand new track titled “Monopoly”.

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Young thug is here with this new jaw dropping single titled “The London”. The song boasts features from J. Cole and frequent collaborator Travis Scott, and it marks Cole’s first time musically collaborating with either artist.