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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Spread Your Legs Lyrics

Spread Your Legs Lyrics[Intro]
So you tellin' me
You tellin' me that’s how you you really feel
How you ain’t tell me you been feel like that?
(I don’t know, 'cause you be trippin')

[Chorus]
Now spread your legs so I can lick you down, yeah
Pour my syrup up while we ride around, yeah

[Verse 1]
Come and take a ride, I can show you what a thug 'bout
Headed from the house, finna see what the club ‘bout
Pour me up again when you see that the syrup out
38 Baby, sold drugs in the trap house
Pass through the Nawf just to see what the talk 'bout
Flyin' outta town every time that the chalk out
Pullin' up with twin and he smokin' on a big Raw
Droppin' off money, Birdman say the pack raw
Pass you my gun when I hear the policе sound
NBA gang, who I call when it go down
Wanna see the slums? I’ma take you up in ghost town
Ex boyfriеnd, you ain’t never gotta worry 'bout
Tryna prove a point, you ain’t ever gotta talk loud
Playin' Young Thug, we gon' hear it from surround sound
Show you how to die 'bout it, we don’t ever stand down
Let you drive the car while we spin with a hundred pounds
Hit a nigga block with the Glock and we spray 'round
Slip another clip, we gon' shoot 'till they lay down
We don’t ever tell, go to jail and we come home
We don’t ever break, everyone of us too strong
VL spot in the 'A, we was trapped out
Wrap it up, I’ma show you how to get the pack out
Took you in the room, bent you over, blow yo' back out
Hittin' from the back, pull yo' hair, don’t tap out

[Interlude]
(Ha, you know you do be actin' crazy when we be havin' sex)
I be tryna make you feel this bitch
I be tryna put this bitch all in yo' stomach
(You know you be hurtin' me, you don’t have to go that deep)
Man look, come here

[Chorus]
Now spread your legs so I can lick you down, yeah (Man look, stop movin')
Pour my syrup up while we ride around, yeah
Yeah you already know what I’m about

[Bridge]
Pour me up again when you see that the syrup out (Yeah)
38 Baby, sold drugs in the trap house
Pass through the Nawf just to see what the talk 'bout
Flyin' outta town when I that the chalk out
Took you in the room, bent you over, blow yo' back out
Hittin' from the back, pull yo' hair, don’t tap out

[Verse 2]
Through the city do the dash in the coupe
Panoramic ceilin', see the stars through the roof
Herm say my name, got me lookin' like who?
Double G livin', nigga knowin' I’ma shoot (Ba)
Me and twin at the 'Yo with that fire in the booth
Hit a big booty hoe in my video shoot