Young Thug - Fifth Day Dead [Official Lyric Video]

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The official lyric video for Young Thug's "Fifth Day Dead" from his album 'Punk' - Out Now!

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LYRICS

Yeah, (Ooh no)

Yeah, (Ooh no)

Yeah, (Ohh no)

Yeah, Yeah, (Ohh no)

Tell me, (ooh no)

Say, (ooh no)

[Verse 1]

Moncler coat 'cause i'm the coldest out

I had 20 thousand pints sealed in a drought

12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin' out

Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch

I got it from Birdman, out of his Miami spot

I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot

They hate to see you rocking, big ol’ Pateks rose gold

White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes

I cropped the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold

I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes

I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back

Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of ‘em brats

[Chorus]

Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck

I told it to my dawgs, I taught ‘em fish

Fuck over opps, they can't see shit like this

I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed

I called 'em up and told him what he said

He text me back five days and he was dead

I told him bring my skeletons out the shed

I been sippin' on Wock this ain't no red

[Verse 2]

Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places

High heel Chanel, oh she rockin' big aces

A pussy nigga wish he could trade places

I told a nigga "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"

I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze

150 for my tooth and when I find hoes

My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pine cone

My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home

[Bridge]

I be countin' money all night long

And to my dogs who can't fall off no more

I used to walk down, buyin' out the store

Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie

[Chorus]

Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck

I told it to my dawgs, I taught ‘em fish

Fuck over opps, they can't see shit like this

I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed

I called 'em up and told him what he said

He text me back five days and he was dead

I told him bring my skeletons out the shed

I been sippin' on Wock this ain't no red

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