Thug!
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Tearin up the place
Im a rich nigga, got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin, Ima aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway, ayy
Im a rich blood, by the way
And Im havin swag, Rollie old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait
Dont wanna talk, man, I said, I need some space
Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up
I just paid a cop, now Im runnin out of court
Panoramic top, Ima put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all of these bitches shocked, ayy
Stone molly whiter than my socks
I dont wanna talk if it aint bout guap
Clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the two no Pac
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, rubbin on my chain, blowin cloudmatic
Smoke somethin with a G and bend that ass backwards
Lay back, relax and talk mathematics
Later on, we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress, bet she wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt, say, where the hookah yall?
I tell her pass back if the shit too strong, its all set
Mozart art on the block, so wet
I got her where I want her and I aint done yet
Lookin at your future, baby, put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and take flight, yeah
Tell them bitches, hmm fuck that
You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes
Im also on one, got two Olsens on me
Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger, rollin
Rolls Royce so shorty
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin
You know she want a ride home, hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this, gon need Magnums
Pass baby, welcome to rich class, baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl, but black girl ghetto fly thing
Its verified, they aint on your sea level
Watered eyes, dont cry, inhale and breathe regular
My baby on it, high at the crack of dawnin
Body shape, figure eight, like Picasso draw ya
Oh, yes, Im winnin, bling kingin, ring blingin
Like, like, for no reason, lets get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes, we close friends
Dont get choked smokin OG Oakland, shout out Oakland
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
For all my bitches that smoke hookah