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      Future - 200 Música y Letra

      [Intro: Young Thug]
      Everything right
      Everything right
      Everything right
      Everything right
      All these niggas
      Everything right, we rockin' Givenchy
      I only drink Actavis, I'm on a diet
      I'ma chase it like Usain
      All this money bring a nigga new pain (woah, woah, woah)
      Yeah, yeah
      
      [Chorus: Young Thug]
      I got at least 200 hoes
      Fresh to death, and I leave my car and then I doze
      Up and down and you ain't receive nothin' 'bout this dough
      And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a mole
      
      [Verse 1: Young Thug]
      I bought my moms a car, it felt amazin'
      My niggas bang in burgundy like the Redskins
      I got all type of tattoos on my fuckin' shin
      I was in a white and red Maybach like peppermints
      I've been blown a mil' on jewelry, but it's past tense
      Super charge it, make it sound like it's raggly
      I'm ridin' with the cutter, I'm Blood like my brothers, a MAC 10
      Diamonds on me talkin', they harassin'
      No shoulda, coulda, woulda, I got these racks in
      Came a long way from a shed
      Now we spend millions on cribs
      You'll get somethin' too, don't trip!
      My eyes 'bout low as a brim
      I smoke the tree limb, tree limb
      No gang, big deal
      
      [Verse 2: Future]
      I'm tryna pop a wheelie in a Lamborghini, standin' on two wheels
      I got the racks on me, now I can buy me a cruise ship
      I just got an iPhone 8 and already stored it with 200 hoes
      You can smell the money on me, it comes from off my clothes
      Majority of my fits I wear? yeah, are never found in stores
      You might as well gon', gon', gon' home
      Money long, long, long, long
      All the way up to Mercury
      Any time I come out, gotta at least step out with a three piece
      I've been in my bag lately
      Take three drugs at once, lately
      Got every shade of Tom Ford, I can spot fugazi
      I came out the slums, I
      Got Hermes in a headlock
      If she ain't up to parrrr, she 'bout to get dead docked
      Between my diamonds and my fame, became so anxious
      I sit at the top of the throne, yeah, 'cause I'm righteous
      Got a few Vice Lords for some friends, some of 'em Disciples
      And can't nothin' come between niggas like us
      
      [Chorus: Young Thug]
      I got at least 200 hoes
      Fresh to death, and I leave my car and then I doze
      Up and down you ain't receive nothin' 'bout this dough
      And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a moat

      Future - 200 Música y Letra

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