Jonesboro Lyrics – Young Thug
Singer: Young Thug
Title: Jonesboro
Man, f#ck that, f#ck that
Metro in this b#tch goin’ brazy (Yeah)
Comin’ out of Jonesboro South (Ayy)
n#gg# havin’ golds all through they mouth, yeah
Lifetime goals (Woo), runnin’ through the roof (Wha’?)
Pullin’ out the Ghost (Grah), make a n#gg# poof (Grah)
n#gg#s talkin’ sh#t but what is it to do?
I knew his big homie, n#gg#, and I got the proof (Woo)
My spot is a army base and I got the proof (What up?)
Send my b#tch on vacay, put her in a coupe
Change the channel, I don’t wanna see none these p#ss# n#gg#s (Nah)
I’ve been f#ckin’ n#gg#s’ b#tches and gettin’ plenty figures
On the road to riches and got the realest with us
Slaughter Gang wit’ me, n#gg#, knives, not a scissors
Street n#gg# with a bunch of lives like a tiger (Yeah)
Y’all n#gg#s just a bunch of dykes f#ckin’ n#gg#s
n#gg# told and hе was my homie, I can’t miss him
Ain’t nobody feel him
Tell me what you seen, what you saw
I donе ran it up, I’m guessin’ which broad
I’ma take her home tonight
I’m tryna see who I’m takin’ home tonight
I seen a jawn gettin’ shot at the light (Yeah-yeah)
They got to arguin’ over new crack pipe (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I call the seamstress, my pants ain’t tight enough
None of my b#tches tell me I’m not man enough
What the f#ck wrong with these broke-ass n#gg#s? Yeah (Yeah)
I told ’em, “Tear it down”
I’ma thank you, pocket watchin’, don’t look at my pants now
My diamonds louder than the f#ckin’ ambulance now
Asked the b#tch from the sidelines, “Stand down”
Runnin’ through the projects, duckin’ all the frauds, yeah
Got a nine in my pocket and not in my drawls (Woah-woah-woah)
Take off like a rocket with thirteen broads (Yeah)
It’s in the attic, put the racks in the walls (Yeah)
No need to talk to me, I’m big dawg (Yeah)
I roll the windows up (Yeah) and now they knowin’ us
I’m no beginner, yeah, I got my stain up
I told her, “Giddy up”
We ran the train on her
Comin’ out of Jonesboro South (Ayy)
n#gg# havin’ golds all through they mouth, yeah
Lifetime goals (Woo), runnin’ through the roof (Wha’?)
Pullin’ out the Ghost (Grah), make a n#gg# poof (Grah)
n#gg#s talkin’ sh#t but what is it to do?
I knew his big homie, n#gg#, and I got the proof (Woo)
My spot is a army base and I got the proof (What up?)
Send my b#tch on vacay, put her in a coupe
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Metro
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