Artist: Young Thug Album: Pacifier (S) Song: Pacifier Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1] Cut the chase, I wanna nut in this place And I know she liked a nigga taste, I can see it in her face Now don't make me a cute little Christian, I don't feel like Ma$e Ride for a nigga, step inside the house got my mentals erased I ain't tryna roll no dice, I just wanna make it right When I fuck her I'm a turn her, turn her over Turn her, turn her like Ike I'm on the burner, on the burner, still concerned her Shit ain't steak like a burger, or nothing Mortified, I need a Pope, need a coroner, or something Better yet watch a [Chorus] Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed the block, bleed the rock Bleed the bumbaclot rock, bleed the cops Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed [Verse 2] Bad lil bitch with some bad lil tits Need to put a little hip in it Damn, climbing up the pole because she put a little split in it If I whip the dope up I'm a put a little whip in it When I whip the dope I'm looking to break my wrist the way I'm spinning it Got a bad little date, swear to God I got a bad little date Young Thugger Scrappy... okay! Bought the little bitch a black mink like George of the Jungle, she's a ape And I don't care not what they say, I eat that dinner plate Nigga hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street I'm a catch your momma, then I might just fuck your momma All because I made jam of the week MTV young living, stop that like they stop my digits for odd reason I never end up weak I sell Miley Cyrus, ain't no meeting Miley Cyrus You get Miley Cyrus can't eat nothing for weeks So pass me a molly, new [Chorus] [Verse 3] How the hell they got me lean Nigga living life so foul and it's a crime scene I don't ball for decoration bitch I'm tryna eat Niggas sit inside the trenches, all my couches bleed All the niggas diamonds going dumb like I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger Nah it ain't Drake but my community gated Niggas falling off cause they communities hated But the community wouldn't be hating if they were atin Oops I mean eating My niggas eat for no reason, they feast for no reason I do not got on no mink but I'm beasting I swear to God bitch I'm beasting And I'm a pull up in the 9-11 Then I'm pulling back up in the Drophead Make her drop pants Make the bitch drop dead When it come to this shit, I'm a Pro, no Ked Drinking on this Easter pink, I feel like an egg Attracted to these drugs, I feel like a fucking fed And I know you ain't bout that, but I'm bout that Where the fuck the Sprite at? It's a baby bottle, not a [Chorus] [Bridge] The streets ain't ready, yeeaaaa All your bitches want a piece of me I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink Whooo, nigga think he want piece of me No you don't want a piece You not ready you need you a [Chorus]