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Song «Texas Love» von Young Thug.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2016 04 29 (Digital)
Label: Selbstrelease (Youtube Video)
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Genre: Hip-Hop - Traprap

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Handelt von den Überschwemmungen in Texas von 2016.

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Young Thug

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[Verse 1] I got more hoes than Kanye West clothes These bitches swallowin' and jumpin' like a fuckin' toad Won't kiss your body it's a lot but hate me thats Bae don't worry bout em I got 'em woah Fendi with Prada, need no stylists I dress clothes Dressing stylish and Pat Rileys I'mma let you ride it while I bite it Aye baby can we lay up, can we lay up Black nigga at the court counter there with a mink coat Got a fat ass and some D cups on Call her at Popeyes, we can link up later on Nigga aired out the spot now we can't link later on I just want to flirt with you, want to flirt with you ya Took it straight from a boy Now I don't know what to do with you ya I don't care what y'all think nigga just do you aye I would teach you my dawg like I was Blues Clues aye I just picked a 40 up on the back end Got lil mama in the room running back in I just popped a molly now I'm going back in No features I don't do features I don't like leeches and I done had enough of these leakers yea [Hook] If Texas love was a drug (You’d belong to me) If Texas love was a drug (You’d belong to me) If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug, drug [Break] Drug, drug, drug I gahdamn Sell the fuck out I mean I wouldn't be able to keep a pack You know what I'm saying How you digg that [Verse 2] You can take a ride through the lime light I can take a ride through the wild life I can kick game like the Pied Piper YSL Denzel sniper Hundred bands in the damn Bible I got a hundred bodies and they all idols I first heard that they all 'bout it But these niggas ain't even fightas And these niggas ain't even buyers I heard they leasing everything they ridin' in And all they kids passed out in the play pen Made a million dollars I'm amazing They was popping collars I was patient That's a massive foul nigga flagrant Got on hella chains like a slave bitch And I'm at it never comtemplatin' Nigga gripping tan up the damn street R.I.P. to Bankroll Fresh street Niggas ridin' tan up the S40 The Maserati like the cash dog When the drought come bring them bands up I'm in LA bring the plaid out Put the monkey bitches lookin' sad out Watch a rich nigga issue cash out [Hook] If Texas love was a drug (You’d belong to me) If Texas love was a drug (You’d belong to me) If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug, drug [Outro] I said if Texas love was a drug I would never give it up I would do a hundred year 'bout it Long as it get me right Long as it get me round I'mma burn the house down If Texas was a drug If Texas showed the love I meant, they showed love so if Texas was a drug I'd never never share I want it all in my belly I wan it all in my neck I want it all in my hair I want it all on my bae I want it all in my spot I want it all in the mansion I want fuck on your thot Your baby momma at the spot You was tripping cause I had your baby momma at the spot She was with my hoe