Plumber in the back seat, pipe work
You thought you got thug life mastered.
My mom is a thug, she'll fuck you up
You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup
Who experienced the real life, and knew what thug life was all about//
Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out
Thinking about my life
Hop in and let me test drive
Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk
Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
I write about your part in my life life life
Sky high, iced out paradise
Still living the thug life
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