• Vagalume
  • A-Z
  • Estilos
  • Top 100
  • Playlists
  • Rádio
  • Hot Spots
  • Notícias
  • Play

    Young Thug
    Baby pass me the hookah

    Damn I love this place
    I'm a rich nigga got chanel on my waist
    Run up on me playin I'mma aim it at ya face
    And that go for anybody... anyways
    I'm a rich blood by the way
    And I have swag roll it all like a tape
    Fish scale, yeah I got these bitches on the bait
    Don't wanna talk, man I said I need some space
    My new car get geeked up
    I just paid a cop, now Im running out of coupes
    Panoramic top, I'mma put it on the rocks
    Crawl, walk and hop, got all these bitches shocked
    Stone molly whiter than my socks
    I don't, I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout guap
    Clowning you niggas I see you flop
    I buy pints by the 2 no Pac

    Baby pass me the hookah
    Pass me the hookah
    Pass the hookah
    Pass the hookah

    Rubbin on my chain blowing cloudmatic
    Smoke something with a G and bend that ass backwards
    Lay back relax and talk mathematics
    Later on we test a little sex practice
    Write my name on the wall
    Money in the mattress bet she wanna get involved
    She hopped on the blunt said 'Where the hookah y'all? '
    I tell her pass back if the shit too strong
    It's all set; Mozart art on the blog so wet
    I got a where I want her and I ain't done yet
    Looking at your future baby put down the cigarette
    Come hop on this kush jet and take flight
    Tell them bitches 'mm fuck that'
    You wanna lay in bed I got a magic carpet for that ass yes
    I'm also on one
    Got two Olsen's on me
    Big homie
    Young Thugger Thugger rolling
    Rolls Royce so shorty

    Young Thug
    Baby pass me the hookah
    Pass me the hookah
    Pass the hookah
    Pass the hookah

    Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin'
    You know she want a ride home hop on the band wagon
    I got the chain saggy
    You know that life lavish
    Lifestyles like this gon' need magnums
    Pass baby
    Welcome to rich class baby
    You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
    Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
    You white girl but black girl ghetto fly ting
    It's verified, they ain't on your sea level
    Watered eyes don't cry inhale and breath regular
    My baby on it
    High at the crack of dawn and
    Baby shape, figure 8 like Picasso draw ya
    Oh yes I'm winnin'
    Bling kingin'
    Ring blingin'
    Like like for no reason
    Let's get closer, closed in
    Remove your clothes we close friends
    Don't get choked smoking Og Oakland
    Shout out Oakland

    Young Thug
    Young Thug
    Baby pass me the hookah
    Pass me the hookah
    Pass the hookah
    Pass the hookah

    Letra enviada por Marlons Cardones
    Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor, envie uma correção »

    user 300 caracteres restantes. Enviar

    Todas as letras de Tyga

    Mais notícias »
    Hot Spot
    Top Músicas do Vagalume
    Top 100 »

    As informações deste site são postadas integralmente pelos usuários. É importante dizer que é possível que os dados estejam desatualizados ou incorretos, sendo assim, o Vagalume exime-se de qualquer responsabilidade sobre as informações publicadas.Caso haja interesse em remover ou alterar alguma informação, entre em contato conosco.

    É permitida somente a visualização no site das letras de músicas encontradas aqui, vedada sua reprodução através de quaisquer outros meios (Lei 9610/98).Todas as letras de músicas são propriedade dos seus respectivos autores e divulgadas somente para fins educacionais.All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics are provided for educational purposes only.