Young Thug

Young Thug - No Ceilings lyrics

rate me

Ft. Dru Smith & Squab

(Intro)

Screwed up, you look like a devil cup stuff yay

Ah-ah, don't do that, baby, I luv ya

I luv it!

(Hook)

Don't none one o' you bitches come befo' mine

Don't none one o' you bitches come befo' mine

(Verse: Dru Smith)

Don’t neva bitch come before mine

Double cup we go slow grind

If I'm doing time she gon’ write a nigga

Keep my books straight do the whole nine

She gon’ raise her right hand take her stand

Ride on her witness

I like to buy bags, spoil her feet

Have her flying in Fendi’s

Keep it 1k, my bitch Ray Remler

Fell in luv with her first day I hit her

Right all summer, fuck 'er all winter

Took 'er to her momma' house, then I missed her

She a real nigga, had her ridin' with the killas

Let 'er head down when she ridin' with the smither

Don't trust these niggas, told 'er ride with the pistol

We scrobbin' through, we riddin' all silly

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Squab)

I used to fuck this bad bitch

Bitch name was Trisha

Got a fat ass and that pussy was delicious

Now Trisha worked at the booty club

She had this one lil friend

Her friend name was Keisha, fat ass and waist thin

Keisha gave me that top

Real good chewin', did have no feelin's

Told 'er we can even get down on the floor if it ain't no silly

I fucked Keisha's best friend, she was a bartender at the club

She ask me could she ride this pole

I told, baby girl, ain't no luv

Got my dawg off the chain and I'm out here chasin' cat

It is what it is, gimme that pussy, I'll break yo back

Let's get down, bend ova, and I'll put it all ova yo spine

I'mma let my patna Thug tell ya, Thugga, please tell 'er

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Young Thug)

Got me chillin', I left the girl fo' Philly becuz she gave me no sillies

I kept the girl chilli becuz she gave me no feelins

She had me numb, but I chilled on the soul

She know the dealin', now that I see 'er I know she say I wanna kill 'er

She say her lil fume and how she couldn't heal 'im

I fucked all of 'er friends, now her friends, she wanna kill 'em

But it's only in her fuck, cuz when we fuck, she used to tellin'

Especially this one bad bitch named Emilia

See, I was sex limit, the fact it was like a million

And I ain't gon' lie, I liked her when she told me

But she shouldn't tell her, cuz she was like Wendy Williams

(Hook)

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