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Never Had It (feat. Young Dolph) - Young Thug

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@Hubert
3,806
30 Sec

Never Had It (feat. Young Dolph) - song lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
YSL
Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this expensive fabric
And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage
My jewelry as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house
What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

Hopped out my 'vette and hopped right in a foreign
Bitch don't get close, this a mothafuckin' warning
Suck that dick good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden
She runnin' away from my weed like it farted
She don't wanna swallow so I put it on her neck
I beat that pussy up, she loud as a parade
I got 1 million but only 10 in the bank
I taste a sample, I only buy if it's dank
I cook fishscale, and sang to her same time like Tank
I was born in '91, 23 years old with a whole lotta stain
(5 star mothafucka) Baby can you feel my pain?
All my diamonds need to be drained
I got a gangsta bitch that's gon' bang
And I got racks up, I can't complain
And all my dogs, they're dirty, check for mange
And all I gotta do is reserve your brains
And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, they gon hang
Who said you was straight? Boy you need to be retained

Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit

All these bitches actin' like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this expensive fabric
And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage
My jewelry as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house
What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now
Took the Rollie off, put the Breitling back on
Walk in the room and I cut the lights on
Why you spending like that? Cause I ain't ever had shit
This that real nigga Paper Route, YSL shit
Never loved a bitch but I love money
In the church payin' my tithes with drug money
Went and got a new plug, got mama a new house
And a couple new coupes, that's how a young nigga live
Couple bitches, good weed that how a nigga chill
Top floor, penthouse, still crackin' seals
Them Houston niggas be like, "That young nigga trill"
Them New York niggas say that young nigga ill
My mama always told me dress to kill
My uncle always told me pack the steel
That nigga Thugger, that's my mothafuckin' brotha
From a motherfuckin' other, I'ma show you how to make magic
The fuck is you mad at?
Got your bitch dancin' all in my spot with no panties
I said, "Bitch where your mothafuckin' man at?
Fuck that, where your friends at?" Dammit
Sold 50 P's, hold it, have to bag it
That little bitch you lovin' on, I been had it
Pull up in a new drop, that thang nasty
Mama call all my big booty bitches trashy
Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this expensive fabric
And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage
My jewelry as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house
What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

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@Lejla
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Ain't gon' never ever stop pourin' fo's Ain't gon' never ever stop doggin' these hoes Told momma we ain't never ever going back broke Cause I ain't gon' never ever stop sellin' dope Ain't gon' never ever stop sellin' dope Told momma we ain't never ever going back broke Cause I ain't gon' never ever stop sellin' dopeThat Bentley it need go 'head and drop I can't wait to cash out on that bitch and park in front of my trap Trunk full of work, got that 45 in my lap Nah I don't need no help, ran through 80 pounds by myself You had a silverspoon nigga, I had it hard My whole family on hard, that's why I ain't got no heart The fuck is that nigga I ain't got no feelings This one here a extra 40, that's why I ain't got no ceiling I get fresh as fuck, just to go post up in the trap She call me a 100 times, just to put her face in my lap My momma gave birth to a million dollar criminal Be everything and you know what I'm sippin' on I couldn't if I wanna Boys do what they can, man do what they wanna All my niggas came up off the corner Pull up on my street nigga you smell that aroma Welcome to California Drankin' pints of codeine back to back like coroners My partner killed that sucker but still got shot in the stomach You lookin' for him, then you lookin' for me I put that on my momma Sharonda always hold my sex, so I bought that bitch a honda Civic Dolph you pitiful Momma you gave birth to a million dollar criminal These bitches sound subliminal Ain't gon' never ever ever ever ever change on me I be like this until my funeral
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@Ainhoa
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Yeah yeah it's Dolph, Migos Drop that sack off, drop the racks off Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off We know you real soft, that's real talk (real talk) This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah) I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting no money I wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors gon' tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele Clientele jumpin' think I'm on to somethin' I never had nothin', that's why I'm always stuntin' (yea) My right hand man was there when nobody wasn't You ever seen three million in cash nigga, in all hundreds Shut the spot down I smell the drug task coming Throw away all the phones, uh I got rich off strong, yeah If you take care of your family then you're my type of nigga I might sit down and trap and count some millions with you (woah) [?] Can't do nothing with a broke hoe Can't trust a nigga cause where I come from they cut throat You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one) If it ain't bout big money, then I ain't who you lookin' for Drop that sack off, drop the racks off Takin' her panties off We know you real soft, yeah that's real talk This for my niggas get them birds off I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting money wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors gon' tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele Colossal, Gelato Neighbors knockin' at my door, ask what's that loud smell? (Cookie) Draco, aimin' at my peephole (peephole) Ain't bout no violence, they gon' tell, quick to call 12 Dribble the ball, bale, we sellin' the raw, shells He poppin' that lame shit The chopper shoot like it's a ball player Give me the pot, give me the pot, and I bet I turn it to paste Who call the shots, who talk on wires? I bet I turn em to waste I keep the fire, Michael Myers I'm in the dark, connivin' Bombin', Osama Bin Laden Under the ground plottin' Smokin' on poison ivy, bricks in a porta-potty (bricks) When I'm with Dolph we divin' Slippery diamonds slidin' Drop that sack off, drop the racks off Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off We know you real soft, that's real talk (real talk) This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah) I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting no money I wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors gon' tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele
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@Vega
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let the band play Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I just need my niggas that's gon' ride with me (ride) All that fake love, I don't want it (keep that) You gotta pay to see me, I don't style for free (nah) And none of that sucker shit, I don't condone that (yeah, yeah) I rolled over and fucked my bitch this morning (yeah) The king of the jungle, gotta go, I'm hungry (Leo) Jumped in a big boy tour, bitch, I'm a grown man (yeah) It feel different when you get it on your own, man (on God) I said fuck the industry and did it my way (my way) I learned how to roll up weed, I didn't roller skate (nah) Go in the backyard, look at the lake, and I meditate (yeah) Told my big sister stop working so hard, let's celebrate (yeah) 15, walking 'round with a knot, nigga (racks, nigga) 16 when I shot my first Glock, nigga (hey, hey) Promethazine martini on the rocks, nigga (raw) The only thing I ask from you to never stop, nigga (for real though) I just need my niggas that's gon' ride with me (ride) All that fake love, I don't want it (keep that) You gotta pay to see me, I don't style for free (nah) And none of that sucker shit, I don't condone that (yeah, yeah) I rolled over and fucked my bitch this morning (yeah) The king of the jungle, gotta go, I'm hungry (Leo) Jumped in a big boy tour, bitch, I'm a grown man (yeah) It feel different when you get it on your own, man (on God) For some strange reason, I just love the hustle, dawg (I love this shit) I told all my niggas, "I just wanna see you ball" (for real though) Ain't nobody hand me shit, I had to kick down the wall (get in there) With all my ice on (yeah), Off-White on (yeah) Too many chains, look like I cut the Christmas lights on (yeah) You wouldn't grow, I cut you off, you claim I did you wrong (okay) It be the closest motherfuckers to you plottin' on you (plottin' on you) Droppin' on you (for real though) Coppin' on you (tellin') I just need my niggas that's gon' ride with me (ride) All that fake love, I don't want it (keep that) You gotta pay to see me, I don't style for free (nah) And none of that sucker shit, I don't condone that (yeah, yeah) I rolled over and fucked my bitch this morning (yeah) The king of the jungle, gotta go, I'm hungry (Leo) Jumped in a big boy tour, bitch, I'm a grown man (yeah) It feel different when you get it on your own, man (on God)
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@Carlota
408
Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up You can't kick it with me if you ain't a hustla You can't smoke out with me, I heard you a busta You lie too much so I can't trust ya You hangin' with some fuck niggas, so It's motherfuck ya, aye I told my niggas we was gon' get rich together I told momma "momma we gon' be rich forever" I can't fuck with a nigga that don't want shit She get her own money, damn that's my counter bitch The plug prices was too high so I crossed the map He saw me flexin' now he lookin' awful now Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up While you was at the house with the bitch cuddled up I was on the block in the trap running it up I can't chase a bitch, I'm chasing commas bruh Real niggas see eye to eye and you not one of us Real niggas we don't make excuses They say flipper he ain't too hard, he abusive When it comes to the trap shit, I just do it Million dollar play, watch me execute it I can't sleep for too long, I might miss some Trap phone start jumpin' bout six some Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up
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