Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation

Thug Motivation 「Lyrics」 - Project Youngin

Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
This Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothin' man
It's the Youngin ho
This Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothin' man
Ain't no more Levis man, ain't no more Trues, ayy

[Chorus: Project Youngin]
Ain't seen my face in a while so now they callin'
She say she miss me, wanna kiss it, I'm like aw man
These ain't skinny jeans bitch, you know these Balmains
I done spent my fifteen hundred on these Balmains
She say she love the way I'm splashin', I be fresh to death
I done designered everything and I Gucci step
I'm all in with this music, no more jokin' now

A couple thousand in my pockets, know it's poking out, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I stacked it up, I went designer for a year straight
I told that bitch we fuckin' right now, ain't lunch date
I got 'em all on my drip, they like my feng shui
You try to take it, we gon' shoot it out in broad day
FN five-seven in my Balmains
I fucked around gave her the number, she keep callin'
I parked the Fin and came back cruisin' in that Mulsanne
Pillow talking to a bitch, my nigga you lame
Walk around with all this money, you would think I hit the lotto
Pourin' Act out a bottle, 4 Pockets Full the motto
Silverado Forgiato, get a hundred dollar lineup
Got a bad redbone, save her number under model

[Chorus: Project Youngin]
Ain't seen my face in a while so now they callin'

She say she miss me, wanna kiss it, I'm like aw man
These ain't skinny jeans bitch, you know these Balmains
I done spent my fifteen hundred on these Balmains
She say she love the way I'm splashin', I be fresh to death
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
[Verse 2: Project Youngin]
Walk in the mall, me and my dogs
We got a bag, ain't checking tags, we buy it all
I am my brother's keeper, pick him up if he fall
We ain't dressin' no broads, don't love these hoes at all
Know I'm mackin', come through, I be swaggin'
They pay a G three hunded a P, I ain't braggin'
I keep these bands on me, you know I'm stackin'
Don't think about robbin' 'cause I'm poppin', ain't no lackin'
I done designered my clothes, fuck with foreigner hoes

I done foreigned the whips, in traffic I do the most
I'ma shit on all these niggas that was sleepin' on me
I done Gucci'ed the tees, double G's on my feet

[Chorus: Project Youngin]
Ain't seen my face in a while so now they callin'
She say she miss me, wanna kiss it, I'm like aw man
These ain't skinny jeans bitch, you know these Balmains
I done spent my fifteen hundred on these Balmains
She say she love the way I'm splashin', I be fresh to death
I done designered everything and I Gucci step
I'm all in with this music, no more jokin' now
A couple thousand in my pockets, know it's poking out

Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation
Thug Motivation, Thug Motivation