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Young Thug - Club Owner Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, YSL, Freebandz
Casino, Lil Duke
(Wheezy beats)
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
My neck, my ears, my fingers, my whole setup is wet up
I'm ridin’ around in a 'Rari, I'm doggin’ these hoes [?] (Woo)
I hold up the wet up, the vest up, the vest up, it look like a setup
Don't let up, don't let up
My money so long, just shut up, bet up (Shut up, bitch)
And I know the club owner (And I, yeah)
So I got that blower on (Got that torch, bitch)
Bitches call me Paul Bunyan (Woo, ayy)
And I'm 'bout to fall on you (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
And I pulled out last (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I did the dash (Whole thing)
And I'm livin' fast (Woo, woo)
And I don't fuck with trash (Haaa)
And I got a flag (Blatt, blatt)
Motherfuck a rat (Ayy, blatt, blatt)
Leave ’em bleedin’ for the meds (Woo, woo, woo)
Now he served by the sheriffs (Yeah)
Monkey bitch, what the fuck you thought? The trap been wildin' out (Uh)
What you say? Get out, bitch, you know I ball (Uh)
Bitch, I was just makin’ her pull up, I was stallin' her out (What you say?)
I was just makin' her pull up, I was stallin' her out (Yee)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
My neck, my ears, my fingers, my whole setup is wet up
I’m ridin' around in a 'Rari, I'm doggin' these hoes [?] (Woo)
I hold up the wet up, the vest up, the vest up, it look like a setup
Don't let up, don't let up
My money so long, just shut up, bet up (Shut up, bitch)
And I know the club owner (And I, yeah)
So I got that blower on (Got that torch, bitch)
Bitches call me Paul Bunyan (Woo, ayy)
And I'm 'bout to fall on you (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
My neck and my wrist is on glacier (Wrist)
'Bout to buy momma some acres (Momma)
Told her she don't got no neighbors (She don't)
Been out of town chasin' paper
I gotta get [?]
Been a young player but I done turned major
Run up a mill', they was sharp like a taser
YSL, Freebandz, we bustin' like papers (YSL)
We not the same and your nigga make minimum wage
Came from the corner runnin' down Js
Play with that money, get found in a couple of days
Pull up and pop out the Wraith (Skrrt)
I told her give me some space (Space)
I'm at the bank just like Chase (Chase)
Got a bad bitch with me giving me face (Hey)
Whole hundred thousand, made that in a day (Hey)
These bitches callin' me daddy (Daddy)
No, lil' bitch, I'm not the papi (Uh-uh)
Booted up, high as Aladdin (Booted up)
Came a long way, I'm a savage (Came a long)
Neck and my wrist and my ear, that shit tragic
If I want it, I'ma buy it, you cuffin' that ho, I done had her (Duke)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
My neck, my ears, my fingers, my whole setup is wet up
I'm ridin' around in a 'Rari, I'm doggin' these hoes [?] (Woo)
I hold up the wet up, the vest up, the vest up, it look like a setup
Don't let up, don't let up
My money so long, just shut up, bet up (Shut up, bitch)
And I know the club owner (And I, yeah)
So I got that blower on (Got that torch, bitch)
Bitches call me Paul Bunyan (Woo, ayy)
And I'm 'bout to fall on you (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Casino]
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[Chorus: Young Thug]
My neck, my ears, my fingers, my whole setup is wet up
I'm ridin' around in a 'Rari, I'm doggin' these hoes [?] (Woo)
I hold up the wet up, the vest up, the vest up, it look like a setup
Don't let up, don't let up
My money so long, just shut up, bet up (Shut up, bitch)
And I know the club owner (And I, yeah)
So I got that blower on (Got that torch, bitch)
Bitches call me Paul Bunyan (Woo, ayy)
And I'm 'bout to fall on you (Yeah)