K-pop Lyrics

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Ay yo nephew
I think it's time to put some
of that real sticky-icky-icky
in the motherfuckin' air
But in a Backwood, ya dig?

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I wanna get high, yeah
'Bouta go call my
go-to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I'm 'bout to break one down
with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas,
I'm not talkin' a car
Shawty she bad, fuck 'round
take her to the stars
Brand new dash,
I got brand new cash
Brand new chick,
got her brand new ass

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Give the password, psych
'Bout to drink a whole
lot of syrup, aight
But the Bentley coupe missing,
the stash on the curb
Watch the city go missing,
the young nigga ran off
with lil biddy birds
Fuck you talkin', bitch you
ran off on 'em
How these lil handcuffs
and you cops can't cuff me
In the back of the cab,
this ho sucking dick
from the front seat
This her aftermath,
like I got 50 Cent on me
(straight stacks)
Trap spot's like a store
Nigga got a couple
choppers on the floor
Watch that door
(watch that door)
Watch that door
(you gotta watch that door)
Watch that door
I roll up two point fives
Happy four twenty,
roll up two point fives
Way too stoned, don't
remember these guys
Hold up, so high I'ma risk my life,
ain't even tryna go to these skies
Hold up strollers
I want the whole cut
I make a slut slut
I eat it cold cut
Hair getting longer
Weed getting stronger
'Bout to strong arm her
'Bout to go and bone girl
She got a cameltoe,
I call her Marlboro
I take you from the stars,
take you to my world
But she didn't get a chance
to get my number
She missed out on llama,
she missed out on me
and my mama

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I wanna get high, yeah
'Bouta go call my
go-to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I'm 'bout to break one
down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas,
I'm not talkin' a car
Shawty she bad, fuck 'round
take her to the stars
Brand new dash,
I got new cash
Brand new chick,
got her brand new ass

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
With a lot of old money
Everybody want
somethin' from me
Got to keep my hands
on the steering wheel
'Cause I foot the
bill and I shoot to kill
And I slide around
in that Snoop DeVille
And my gas tank is on full
Stack goods, them Backwoods
We cock back and we pull
Bubblegum, cookies,
OG, and KK
We like Craig and Dae Dae,
who gives a fuck what they say?
I be out here gettin' it, gotta
get it 'cause I got it on
I'm the same nigga that you
bitch niggas plotted on
It ain't as easy as I make it look
See what I'm sayin',
I ain't playin', nigga take a look
We on that G shit, nigga we lit,
and I'm seasick for real
Thugger Thug, what it does,
let's get this motherfuckin'
money cuz
I mean that new money,
that blue money
with new faces
Them new cases and
new bases and new aces
Florida-anapolis,
ain't no stoppin' us
Power preaches patience
Balling in two places
Exchanges, smoke faces