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Sup Mate Lyrics By Young Thug Featuring Future

    future
    dy krazy
    yellow tape i put that on yeah yeah
    hold up wait life’s great yeah yeah
    holdupwait ice skateyeah yeah
    hold up wait crime payyeah yeah
    hold up wait slatt slatt atl jacob yeah yeah
    twenty cars matte black yeah yeah
    surfin’ at a ritz carlton yeah yeah
    two pink toes poof poof yeah yeah

    young thug future
    oxycontin what i piss
    yeah yeah yeahyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    flip it to the dog like a dish
    yeah yeah yeahyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    accept the loss before i quit
    yeah yeah accept the loss before i quit yeah yeah
    she slept at the house i bought her ruth chris
    yeah yeah yeahyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

    future young thug
    what’s up mate got cake mate yeah yeah
    got cheese mate got bread mate woo
    got cups mate woo ooh no fucks mate woo mate
    give no fucks mate woo geeked mate i’m up mate woo outta shape yeah yeah
    it’s up mate i buck mate yeah yeah
    i bleed mate he bled mate woo yeah yeah
    got cups mate woo no fucks mate
    let’s fuck mate woo
    fucked my classmate woo fuck shit let’s splash mate woo
    or suck that shit let’s splash hey

    future
    smokin’ on loud we don’t fuck around with y’all
    wanna try this shit let me know
    we prepare first and then columbine
    trenchcoat under a nigga’s sleeve

    refrain future young thug
    wipe his nose wipe his nose pussy ass nigga
    wipe his nose slatt wipe his nose wipe your nose
    wipe his nose wipe your nose slatt wipe his nose slatt wipe his nose
    wipe his nose wipe your nose wipe his nose yeah yeah

    future
    doubled the cups and then doubled it up and i doubled it up yeah yeah
    jump in the bentley i jump in the truck and i trucker the truck woo yeah yeah
    chuggin’ it down i’m smokin’ a pound i’m fuckin’ around yeah yeah
    smokin’ on loud we don’t fuck around with y’all

    future
    what’s up mate woo got the blicky featherweight woo
    got the cash i bake the cake woo ayy what’s brackin’ mate woo
    i just sniper mate woo chain on hydrate mate woo
    get no sleep mate woo i’m geeked mate pushin’ weight outta shape yeah yeah

    4 young thug future
    red wings red bottoms i’m a fuckin’ devil yeah yeah
    twenty tennis chains on not no ric flair medal woo yeah yeah
    i don’t gotta run it back you heard what gunna tell ’em yeah yeah
    put my diamonds in a bowl that look like fruity pebbles

    5 future
    yeah yeah yeah yeah
    bitch wanna hit her a lick yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    bitch wanna suck on the dick yeah
    bitch wanna get her a brick yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    bitch wanna fuck on a bitch yeah
    bitch wanna fuck on the clique yeah yeah
    euros on euros i’m gettin’ it uh
    step on the floor now i’m lit woo

    refrain young thug future
    wipe his nose wipe her nose woo
    kick a door keep the ruger woo
    put the pole in his ho bend her over woo woo woo
    then you buy that bitch a brand new range rover woo woo yeah yeah yeah yeah

    6 future young thug
    i’m so high all i can say is woo woo woo
    i can’t talk i barely could say woo woo woo
    count a m and count another one ooh ooh ooh
    fuck that shit i enter the lotto woo woo fuck it yeah yeah

    7 young thug future
    count a half and another
    woo woo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    i can never be a facade relative
    woo woo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    up to the sky with my mom brothers
    woo woo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    they let it hit from the side they were all cudders
    woo woo fuck it yeah yeah

    8 future
    oh okay fuck her good make her try voodoo
    okay my plug put me on i call him lou lou
    hood nigga pay it in full i’m a black jew
    what’s population i come from the trenches we pray for a brick
    what’s poppin’ lady bitches love a nigga’s accent woo woo
    pain pills codeine hydro acid woo woo
    i hang with some slimes pullin’ kick doors woo woo
    outchea outchea quit your reachin’
    gucci socky on my feet
    sloppy toppy keep it neat
    one two three i got freaks
    ooh four girls on fleek
    ooh bad and saditty
    ooh ass and her titties
    ooh that ting litty
    and my spanish ting she bad like j lo ooh ooh
    i crushed up an x pill in her asshole ooh ooh
    fiftyround clip got my draco ooh ooh
    i should i should teach drug classes ooh ooh
    i stay on my grind margiela ten toes ooh ooh
    money on my mind i’m a nympho ooh ooh

    future
    ooh ass and her titties ooh
    ooh that ting litty ooh
    ooh ass and her titties ooh
    ooh that ting litty ooh
    ooh ass and her titties ooh
    ooh that ting litty ooh

    Artist: Young Thug Featuring Future

    Year: 2019

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 631