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I'm one slimy motherfucker, the devil ride my back like camelslafayette grommet top curtain panel I’m feelin’ like Malcom in the Middlelapa curtains rustenburg These bitches, they surround me, they can't miss himblackout curtains debenhams I’m slimey man I’ll wipe a nigga noseikea dignitet drapes curtain wire rod hanging system The next time won't be a roll of tissuetraduzione di curtain falls blue A young nigga came a long wayflame retardant curtains kohls

From standin’ on the corner with them pistolslowes roman shades recall I bought her lot of MissMe jeans but I will never ever miss her I’m chillin’ at the studio These bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat I’m on the outskirt, chasin’ out the green Smokin’ orange kush feelin’ like a cantaloupe I fell in love with Hannah Montana All of her niggas dance at the cameras I fucked her cause I slimed at her, brother Then I pulled off, and left the bitch with the nana The devil done caught my soul Soul, soul, soul done caught my soul [Verse 2: Young Thug] Ran through my money, my diamonds come wet like a fisherman I catch the lil bitch and I take her to shop up at Wish and shit! I’m ballin, I never foul out start with the figure eight You pussy, you know you a cat I see your whiskers you might Tigger it

Room at the Intercontinental, room at the intercontinental Metro, Rollie icey it ain't December I wanna see all the bitches in the front With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle Is it a parade? Babysitter, drink vanilla, we are realer, aye Fuck your mama, fuck your sister, fuckin' kill her, aye RO'5, caterpillar, rollin’ with em, aye Found my rhythm, now that’s his ass. Run and kick him, aye I say the truth because she's the truth Nigga creepin in that coupe, doesn’t fit the roof Talkin shit, might drop, people listen to it I’m bangin’ blood, I could never flue it I fucked her then washed off my dick with the curtains inside of the Phantom If he standing next to Young Thugger, I train them to kill for the camera A young nigga came a long way from standin’ on the corner with them pistols I’m chillin’ at the studio these bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat I’m on the outskirt, chasin’ out the green smokin’ orange kush feelin’ like a cantaloupe

Then I pulled off another bitch with the nana Metro Boomin want some more Metro Boomin want some more, nigga With her friends Dancing with the pole inside the middleKill a nigga (3x) Young Thug’s version of Drake’s “The Language”. The name of the song is even taken, and the letter B is added to symbolize Young Thug’s affiliation with the Blood Gang. Note how his flow is similar to Drake’s from the original song, and how even the cover art pays homage to one of his earlier mixtapes, So Far Gone.The winter had passed And the spring has come And our hearts are bruised from longing (i’m singing my blues) Used to the blue tears, blue sorrow The love that i have sent away with the floating clouds, oh oh Under the same sky, at different places Because you and i are dangerous I am leaving you One letter difference from ‘nim’^ It’s cowardly but i’m hiding because i’m not good enough Cruel breakup is like the end of the road of love

No words can comfort me Perhaps my lifetime’s last melodrama Now its final curtain is coming down I was born and i met you And i have loved you to death My cold heart that has been dyed blue Even with my eyes closed, i can’t feel you The winter had passed I feel like my heart has stopped beating You and i, frozen there, after a war Trauma, that has been carved in my head Once these tears dry up, i will moistly remember my love I’m neither painful nor lonely Happiness is all self-talk I can’t stand something more complicated It’s no big deal, i don’t care Inevitable wandering, people come and go Even if you have left, i’m still here Again tonight, underneath that blue moonlight I will probably fall asleep alone Even in my dreams, i look for you And wander around while singing this song Gyeouri gago bomi chajaojyo urin sideulgo Geurium soge mami meongdeureotjyo

(i’m singing my blues) Paran nunmure paran seulpeume gildeullyeojyeo Ddeungureume nallyeobonaen sarang oh oh Gateun haneul dareun got neowana wiheomhanikka Nimiran geuljae jeomhana bigeobhajiman Naega motna sumneun geoya Janinhan ibyeoreun sarangui mallo Geu eoddeon maldo wiro dwel suneun eobtdago Ama nae insaengui majimak mello Tae-eonaseo neol mannago jugeul mankeum saranghago Parake muldeureo sirin nae maeum Nuneul gamado neol neukkil su eobtjanha Simjangi meojeun geot man gata jeonjaengi ggeutnago Geu gose eoreo buteun neowana Nae meorissok saegyeojin trauma i nunmul mareumyeon Chokchokhi gieokhari nae sarang Gweropjido oeropjido anha haengbogeun da honjatmal Geu isange bokjaphan geon mot chama Byeolsueobtneun banghwang saramdeureun watda ganda Neoneun ddeonado nan geudaero itjanha Oneuldo paran jeo dalbicharae-e na hollo Ggumsogeseodo nan geudaereul chaja Hemaeimyeo i noraereul bulleoyo