Songtext zu Mad Dog
[Intro]
Yeah
(Metro)
MetroThuggin, long overdue, no cap
No bap, slatt
I don't care about the superstardom shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Swear to God
[Chorus]
Maserati, skrrt, mask off (Skrrt, skrrt)
Throw some ten on, get some red (Yeah), drink some Mad Dog (Some Mad Dog)
Richer than I ever been (Woo), I don't wanna know no cost (Know no cost)
I told my bitch if she don't win, then I'ma drop her off (Know no ho)
I knock her friend out the par, but it ain't Top Golf
I'm lovin' to pop off (I'm lovin' it)
I put the sweat on the head (I put it, I put it)
The seats are hot sauce (I put it, woo)
Spread a few racks and they mad (Why?)
Yeah, I'm a top dog
Got two Maybachs, the one with the lid (On God)
And thе one with the top off (On God)
[Verse 1]
Now if you look up under my wrist, you'll see a bunch of racks (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Got thеse baguettes on my neck and I got my hoochie bag (Ski, let's go, let's go, let's get it)
Like Donald Trump on my account, I got my billions up (Swear)
First thing I did was make sure that my whole family up (Yeah)
Spotted a helicopter and I swerve up on the block (Grrah, grrah, phew)
This is a Lambo' (Woo), it just can't go up to any shop (Skrrt)
I'm never stoppin', and I keep a big old M tucked (On God)
I showed her Dr. Miami, now she got her titties and her tummy tucked (Dr. Miami)
[Refrain]
Oh, oh, drink 'til we throw up
Woah, woah, let's go up on these drugs (Woah)
Woah, woah, baby girl, I don't know her (Woah)
Would she let me fuck her? (Woah)
I got money, I just wanna fuck her
Caramel skin, I make her supper
Drank a four or a six, every time I pour out the syrup
Suck a nigga dick and you can get you a purse (Woah)
[Chorus]
Maserati, skrrt, mask off (Hey)
Throw some ten on, get some red, drink some Mad Dog (Let's go)
Richer than I ever been, I don't wanna know no cost (Don't wanna know no cost)
I told my bitch if she don't win, then I'ma drop her off (Ayy, swear)
I knock her friend out the park, but it ain't Top Golf (Yeah)
I'm lovin' to pop off (Pop off)
I put the sweat on the head (Why?)
The seats are hot sauce (Woo)
Spread a few racks and they mad (Phew)
Yeah, I'm a top dog (I'm up)
Got two Maybachs, the one with the lid (What?)
And the one with the top off (Woo, woo)
[Verse 2]
Tell me what you see when you just see a nigga like me
Tell me what you see when you could see a nigga like me
Tell me what you thinkin' when you think a nigga like me
Tell me how you balance when you plankin' on a milli'
I'm happy 'bout you (Happy)
Baby, tell me how you been (Yeah)
And I (And I), just wanna tell you that I miss the way you
Suck it (Yeah), fuck it (And), love it (Yeah)
Me and my buddies (And who?), cousins (Yeah), yeah, yeah
Baby, pop that pussy (Pop it), I just want exotic weed
Biscotti and cookies (Argh)
I just print a thousand sheets of paper, then I kush it (Swear)
Used to have a thousand pieces of mud on my hoodie (Woo)
Now I keep a hundred thousand large in my hoodie (Woo)
And I still got a thousand bitches, yeah (Yeah)
Ain't ashamed to tell you that I got her out of Tootsies (Woo)
She's snortin' Machine Gun Kelly
She got machine guns with thousands of bullets (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
[Chorus]
Maserati, skrrt, mask off (Hey)
Throw some ten on, get some red, drink some Mad Dog (Let's go)
Richer than I ever been, I don't wanna know no cost (Don't wanna know no cost)
I told my bitch if she don't win, then I'ma drop her off (Ayy, swear)
I knock her friend out the par, but it ain't Top Golf (Yeah)
I'm lovin' to pop off (Pop off)
I put the sweat on the head (Why?)
The seats are hot sauce (Woo)
Spread a few racks and they mad (Phew)
Yeah, I'm a top dog (I'm up)
Got two Maybachs, the one with the lid (What?)
And the one with the top off (On God)
[Refrain]
Oh, oh, drink 'til we throw up
Woah, woah, let's go up on these drugs
Woah, woah, baby girl, I don't know her
Would she let me fuck her?
I got money, I just wanna fuck her
Caramel skin, I make her supper
Drank a four or a six, every time I pour out the syrup
Suck a nigga dick and you can get you a purse
[Outro]
I got money, I just wanna fuck her
Caramel skin, I make her supper
Drank a four or a six, every time I pour out the syrup
Suck a nigga dick and you can get you a purse
Young Thug - Mad Dog Songtext
zu Mad Dog von Young Thug - Mad Dog Lyrics Young Thug - Mad Dog Text Mad Dog Young Thug Mad Dog LiedtextAlbum: BUSINESS IS BUSINESS (2023)
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