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Check Lyrics By Young Thug

    young thug skooly
    i can see that bullshit from a mile away see it
    you can stack my money ’bout a mile away stack it
    i got three white bitches like it’s powder day white
    mink coat with the rolls like a shar pei
    and all of my bitches sexy call them barbies sexy
    she lookin’ back like i’m flexin’ baby no way uhuh
    and lately i been on that d’usse yee
    we got london on the track

    got me a check i got a check
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check oh got a check yeah yeahyeah

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    money on my mind i got money on my brain
    money in my pants i got money i call change
    0 50 00 500 millions made
    big hunna thugga screamin’ free that gucci mane

    if i need some racks i’ma flip me some packs
    i talk like i want and she don’t say nothin’ back
    if cops pull up i put that crack in my crack
    or i put that brack in my brack
    call little shawty made her fuck on my brodie
    if you don’t owe me bitch still act like you owe me
    i promise i won’t ever quit bitch i’m kobe
    and i whip that white you can snow me
    stoner young thugger
    i whip it that bitch yeah she know me young thugger
    yeah she shinin’ like butter
    the bitch from chicago i call her young cutler
    leave it to beaver
    i pull up in bentleys with london they all want to meet him
    yeah they all wanna greet him
    they pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him uh
    no they won’t tease on that dick they won’t read on that dick
    they won’t leash on that dick don’t felicia that dick
    mamacita that dick they gon’ snitch on that dick
    and she screamin’ loud she can’t secret that dick
    mama a beast on that dick
    if she bad i’ma gon’ an’ four season that bitch
    eat that lil’ bitch i’ma feast that lil’ bitch mm

    i got me a check i got a check
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check oh got a check yeah yeahyeah

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    money on my mind i got money on my brain
    yeah i’m like baby baby baby i need racks
    money in my pants i got money i call change
    baby baby baby baby baby i need racks
    0 50 00 500 millions made
    baby baby baby baby baby i want racks
    big hunna thugga screamin’ free that gucci mane
    baby baby baby baby baby i need racks hey

    bitch i’m a migo i play with kilo
    when i put ice on i am subzero
    all of my niggas they hard call ’em beetles
    niggas was fake so i kept me a ruger in regals
    droppin’ the top on the bentley
    i’m with the birdman yeah the eagle
    geeked out my mind man i’m tripping out
    i don’t know none of these people
    make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter
    yes i got threats i’m not worried ’bout that
    they know they can get whacked and i swear i done

    got me a check i got a check
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check i got a check sheesh
    yeah i done got me a check oh got a check yeah yeahyeah

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    yeah i’m like baby baby baby i need racks
    baby baby baby baby baby i need racks
    baby baby baby baby baby i want racks
    baby baby baby baby baby i need racks hey

    we got london on da track

    Artist: Young Thug

    Year: 2015

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 408