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I’m One of Those Lyrics
Artist: Young Thug
I’m One of Those Lyrics
I’m One of Those by Young Thug
Yeah, yeah
FN on my side from the stage back to the studio ([?] on the track)
I told her come in and I caught her just like Julio
I love the way you kiss on me and pout every time I go
I just wanna know do you love me ’til we go?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You want a real nigga, I’m just one of those (On God)
I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those (One)
I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke)
I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one)
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
You get the black card, baby (Card)
Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby
Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt
Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Told you them b**ches wasn’t your friends, only in God you trust
You never could be a sl*t, you told me never give up
I drive the car and you bust, I drop the top, drop your skirt
sh*t, I ain’t gon’ f**k for no purse, like Spider Man, watch it squirt
Black card, plaques and them red cars blue (Yeah)
Every single color, I can Crayon you
I can feature you in a ménage, yeah
“Give me more, daddy,” that’s what your trois say
She wanna hear more ’bout where I’m from and my child’s play
Told her I ran it up fast and I didn’t do no race
Up on these crooked ass cops and that’s what they really hate (They really hate)
He told me, “Hand up in the air,” the gun in my face
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You want a real nigga, I’m just one of those
I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those
I need a trill ho and she with all smoke
I need one of those, I need one of those
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
You get the black card, baby (Card)
Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby
Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt
Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt
[Verse 2: FN DaDealer]
Thousand dollar Birkins, you deserve it, you kept it real for certain
You was right there when I lost it all when everybody closed the curtain
Turnt you up, I taught you how ball, you got these b**ches hurtin’
Deep inside your walls, I’ll make you talk, I got you cummin’ early
She only f**k with them real niggas, I only f**k with them trill b**ches
If I got a problem, I go and I pop me a seal, that’s just how I deal with it
She don’t like the fact that I hang around killers, I told her she just gotta deal with it
This the life of a real nigga, this the life of a real hitter, yeah
Couple niggas switched up, they ain’t real, I guess it is what it is
I ain’t speakin’ for them other niggas, f**k them other niggas, I ain’t f**kin’ with them
I’m a big baller, I be breakin’ the rim, let’s make a movie, I’ll f**k her on film
Ten-thousand on some diamonds, now I gotta shine and she only gon’ f**k with a real one
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You want a real nigga, I’m just one of those (On God)
I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those (One)
I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke)
I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one)
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
You get the black card, baby (Card)
Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby
Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt
Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt
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