Celebrity Deathmatch

Young Thug - Purpose (Prod By Goose)

bait

(my ears are burned)
what he said what he said what he saying
what he said what he said what he saying
what he said what he said what he saying

Don't even gotta prove that im better than niggas
Just listen to the flow you can tell that i'm different
My bitch so bad you can tell the indifference
Wake up take a flick what u tryna prove
Dumb bitch lost her mind had to cut ha loose
Pour a line in the sprite i aint fucking wit juice
When i'm high off this deuce girl im calling on you
You know where i'm at girl call on me

Niggas hopping out the car dont stall on me
I aint even tryna hear it dont start wit me
Same niggas on the court gone ball with me
Same niggas in the field gone fall with me
If you see a play coming intercept that
SB on my chest thats the next tat
Bitch wanna fuck cause she the neck tat
What you want from girl yea forget that

We ain't been locked in can't get next to me
This bitch from the pas keep on texting me
Like can you take a trip come be next to me
When i come to the city you just fighting wit me

(you just fighting wit me )x3


(Let this btc breath, let it breath)

(Acapella)
Don't even gotta prove that im better than niggas
Just listen to the flow you can tell that i'm different
My bitch so bad you can tell the indifference
Wake up take a flick what u tryna prove
Dumb bitch lost her mind had to cut ha loose
Pour a line in the sprite i aint fucking wit juice
When i'm high off this deuce girl im calling on you
You know where i'm at girl call on me

Niggas hopping out the car dont stall on me
I aint even tryna hear it dont start wit me
Same niggas on the court gone ball with me
Same niggas in the field gone fall with me
If you see a play coming intercept that
SB on my chest thats the next tat
Bitch wanna fuck cause she the neck tat
What you want from girl yea forget that

We ain't been locked in can't get next to me
This bitch from the pas keep on texting me
Like can you take a trip come be next to me
When i come to the city you just fighting wit me

(you just fighting wit me )x3

city [typhelicia]

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Lyrics:
Why-Why you gotta take me away? Yuh
I love my bruddas but you take me away, yuh
It be hard to get up, sometimes niggas just lay
I be stuck in my shit nigga, huh, I feel like I decayed
And I got shit going, feel like shit be in the way
I been facing that J
Why you throwing shit in my face? 
N-Nigga I’m still tryna hold that down
Run in yo’ crib, I’ma blow shit down
In the hot box, I’ma blow shit down, u-uhh

Keep on going cause this shit coming, yeah the shit in bound
I see a opp nigga, oh yuh, I let this round wrap around, yuh
This shit gone aim at his crown, yuh
Lead this shit with no crown
My niggas they pick me up when I’m down
And nigga I pick ‘em up, get off the ground, yuh
I been tryna get out this mess
Am I gone get out? That’s the test
In my inventory, got two TECs
This bitch wanna fuck, can’t have sex
She be tryna spin back, I’m perplexed
Aim the beam and his eye turned to an X
Got too many hoes tryna select
T-They tryna lean on me like Sele

So why you gotta take me away? Yuh
I love my bruddas but you take me away, yuh
It be hard to get up, sometimes niggas just lay
I be stuck in my shit nigga, huh, I feel like I decayed
And I got shit going, feel like shit be in the way
I been facing that J
Why you throwing shit in my face? 
N-Nigga I’m still tryna hold that down
Run in yo’ crib, I’ma blow shit down
In the hot box, I’ma blow shit down, u-uhh

take me away

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