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Artiste : Lil Baby & Gunna
Titre : My Jeans
[Young Thug]
I just sipped and I can´t do nothin´
Yeah

[Young Thug]

I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)
I´ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)
Almost all my bitches ballin´, no Lou King
21, I´m ´bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin´, yeah)
This money better not stop (Ayy)
I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Me and my dawgs gon´ ride out (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Me and my dawgs gon´ ride, uh (Target, hittin´ my target, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Money tall like Charlie Sheen, yeah

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
This money callin´ me in my sleep
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Don´t trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah
Run that back, Turbo
Wheezy outta here

[Lil Baby]
I was daydreamin´ ´bout money, then I woke up
I be thinkin´ all this pimpin´ give the world to her
If I ever get the check, give you the world, girl
See us goin´ up and down, roller coaster
I´ll be the FN, you be my holster
Tell the city ´bout my love, I even post her
Pourin´ all this lean in my styrofoam cup

4 Pockets Full, every one of these shows

[Young Thug]
I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)
I´ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)
Almost all my bitches ballin´, no Lou King
21, I´m ´bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin´, yeah)
This money better not stop (Ayy)
I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Me and my dawgs gon´ ride out (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Me and my dawgs gon´ ride, uh (Target, hittin´ my target, yeah)

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
This money callin´ me in my sleep
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Don´t trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah

[Gunna]
Top off the Lamb´, I get a breeze, yeah
My travel kit is this codeine, yeah
I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah
But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh
And I done bought you everything
Boss you up and put your condo in the trees
I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees

Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, oh

[Young Thug]
I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)
I´ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)
Almost all my bitches ballin´, no Lou King
21, I´m ´bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin´, yeah)
This money better not stop (Ayy)
I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)
Me and my dawgs gon´ ride out (Hit my target, hittin´ my target, hittin´ my target)

Me and my dawgs gon´ ride, uh (Target, hittin´ my target, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Money tall like Charlie Sheen, yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
This money callin´ me in my sleep
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Don´t trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah

Run that back, Turbo
Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here