Young Thug - Pacifier lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Cut the chase, I want to nut in this place

And I know she liked a nigga taste, I can see it in her face

Now don't make me a cute lil Christian, I don't feel like Ma$e

Ride for a nigga, step inside the house got my mentals erased

I ain't tryin' to roll no dice, I just want to make it right

When I fuck her I'mma turn her, turn her over

Turn her, turn her like Ike

I'm on the burner, on the burner, still concerned her

Shit ain't steak like a burger, or nothing

Mortified, I need a Pope, need a coroner, or sumethin'

Betta yet watch a

(Hook)

Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier

Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier

Shake your rumidi bum bum

Bleed the block, bleed the rock

Bleed the bumbaclot rock, bleed the cops

Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed

(Verse 2)

Bad lil bitch with some bad lil tits

Need to put a lil hip in it

Damn, climbin' up the pole because she put a lil split in it

If I whip the dope up I'mma put a lil whip in it

When I whip the dope I'm lookin' to break my wrist the way I'm spinning it

Got a bad lil date, swear to God I got a bad lil date

Young Thugger Scrappy!? Okay!

Bought the lil bitch a black mink like George of the Jungle, she's a ape

And I don't care not what they say, I eat that dinner plate

Nigga hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street

I'mma catch your momma, then I might just fuck yo mama

All because I made jam of the week

MTV young living, stop that like they stop my digits for odd reason I never end up weak

I sell Miley Cyrus, ain't no meetin' Miley Cyrus

You get Miley Cyrus can't eat nothin' fo' weeks

So pass me a molly, new

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(Verse 3)

How the hell they got me lean

Nigga livin' life so foul and it's a crime scene

I don't ball for decoration bitch I'm tryin' to eat

Niggas sit inside the trenches, all my couches bleed

All the niggas diamonds going dumb like I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger

Nah it ain't Drake but my community gated

Niggas fallin' off cause they communities hated

But the community wouldn't be hatin' if they were atin'

Oops I mean eatin'

My niggas eat for no reason, they feast for no reason

I do not got on no mink but I'm beastin'

I swear to God bitch I'm beastin'

And I'mma pull up in the 9-11

Then I'm pullin' back up in the Drophead

Make her drop pants, make the bitch drop dead

When it come to this shit, I'm a Pro, no Ked

Drinkin' on this Easter pink, I feel like an egg

Attracted to these drugs, I feel like a fuckin' fed

And I know you ain't bout that, but I'm bout that

Where the fuck the Sprite at?

It's a baby bottle, not a

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(Bridge)

The streets ain't ready, yeeaaaa

All your bitches want a piece of me

I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink

Whooo, (?) nigga think he want piece of me

No you don't want a piece

You not ready you need you a

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