<title>Hoodie (feat. BSlime &amp; Lil Gotit)LRC歌词 - Young Thug</title>
[00:00.386][Intro: Young Thug]

[00:00.914]Southside on the track, yeah

[00:03.306]Yeah, that's my buddy, buddy

[00:05.966]What about (Metro)

[00:09.439][Chorus: Young Thug]

[00:10.234]That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy

[00:13.717]Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it

[00:16.654]Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it

[00:19.570]Put the dick all in, is our ribs and I gut it

[00:22.244]Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company

[00:26.504]Trade five hunnid, know it's all good and

[00:30.227]Done while pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies

[00:32.400]Durag business

[00:33.733][Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

[00:34.002]Lookin' all funky, but savin' all your cookies

[00:36.399]Act to the right, red for the rookies

[00:39.066]Ass on the right, hand on her left

[00:41.995]Bunch of wealthy rich guys like I sell it (Yeah, like I sell it)

[00:45.180][Verse 1: Young Thug]

[00:45.712]And you was supposed to call me back

[00:51.094]But I'm glad you didn't 'cause I got busy

[00:54.009]I just got a call while my brothers got whacked

[00:56.930]It was time to rise, lit the sticks in them masses

[00:59.610]You know if I pass, you won't get a call back and

[01:02.270]I won't hit you back, you never could've imagined

[01:06.258]Round of applause, you think you winnin' the battle

[01:08.134]Mama say she look at my eyes and see a casket

[01:11.322]Daddy said he looked at my eyes and see a bastard

[01:14.242]I look in his eyes and I see a future pastor

[01:16.648]Funny niggas tryna be cool, you're a actor

[01:19.852]No, I don't wanna lose to a Casper

[01:22.834]I was rockin' Jimmy Choo's on my first tour

[01:25.478]I still was thinkin' like a fool on my first tour

[01:28.150]Now I'm on my worst tour

[01:30.015][Chorus: Young Thug]

[01:30.282]That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy

[01:32.674]Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it

[01:35.852]Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it

[01:38.510]Put the dick all in, is our ribs and I gut it

[01:41.210]Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company

[01:44.142]Trade five hunnid, know it's all good and

[01:47.594]Done while pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies

[01:51.086]Durag business

[01:52.961][Verse 2: BSlime]

[01:53.244]Rich stepper, let's begin, I got a million on the coast

[01:55.871]Thousand better, thousand shooters

[01:57.736]Y'all, I been on C-Low

[01:58.536]Cash pryer, let her cash it in and left her with a note

[02:00.941]Never beat, niggas, ain't ever-ever (No)

[02:03.891]Pooh-manji, we devise, we like to swap buy (We like to swap buy)

[02:06.575]Droptop, we pushin' P, she got a cockeye, cockeye

[02:09.236]Sham, bangin' rows, they brung the prop' side (Prop' side)

[02:11.910]Ain't no switchin' sides, I'm with the gas shit 'til I pass out

[02:15.360][Verse 3: Lil Gotit]

[02:15.626]Now they say they feelin' us (Yeah), but reality, they ain't as big as us (Nah)

[02:18.320]**** her every night, I know fo' sure, she catchin' many nuts (Body count)

[02:20.977]Call in, they still sendin' boxes right through just like a PIzza Hut

[02:23.901]Put it on, then eat it up, flooded down as my pieces up

[02:26.321]Drop the top, you stab me in the wind

[02:30.054]I be feelin' like a DJ when I tell her spin (Three sixty)

[02:32.205]Ran up all these millions so I went, copped another bitch (Skrrt)

[02:34.090]Don't let my ****in' brother near my Rolex

[02:36.741]You're not my twin (Kid, Kid)

[02:38.359][Chorus: Young Thug]

[02:38.611]That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy

[02:40.735]Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it

[02:43.397]Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it

[02:46.330]Put the dick all in, is our ribs and I gut it

[02:49.032]Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company

[02:51.960]Trade five hunnid, know it's all good and

[02:56.833]Done while pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies

[02:59.255]Durag business

[03:00.590][Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

[03:00.854]Lookin' all funky, but savin' all your cookies

[03:03.501]Act to the right, red for the rookies

[03:05.930]Ass on the right, hand on her left

[03:08.845]Bunch of wealthy rich guys like I sell it

[03:11.258]Like I sell it