Tabernacle Songtext - Young Thug

Tabernacle - Young Thug

[Hook:]
Ho, ho, ho, ho, bitch, bitch, bitches
I don't need no bitch, I'mma still get all my midgets
I'm with these (?), firing shots out to (?)
I'm true to my religion, 50 grand in the back of my britches
Like woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
I'm like woah, woah, woah, live from the tabernacle
I'm like woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle
I'm like woah, woah, woah, I'm live from the tabernacle

[Verse 1:]
Young Thug, I plenty drugs
I'm friendly but I'm need more
I'm with my crew, we'll fuck you up
(?), me, and (?)
I'mma (?), I need (?) call her (?)
All my young niggas shit, they (?), yes I love her
Act like we on the move, and knock on the money, yessir I'm a cover
Yes you make her (?), bitch you make 'em custom
Thugger, thugger, baby
T-H-U-G-G-E-R, kiss a nigga bitch perfect, no CPR
All hundreds up on me, DVR
Bitch seen them bands less, A-J-A-R

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
We don't shoot buckshot, we like them slugs
Everybody (?) except for us
And you know I'm not a crip
But I gave that bitch a C (?) my (?)
You know when I'm mad it's a (?) line for your bitch today
But, 40 extendo needs skinny jeans
No bitch (?)
My all out players say (?) leave more stains than the OJ murder scene
Pullin' up extra clean
I can't do no tug (?) nigga, you not in my league
There is no comparison, you (?) like (?)
Burrrrrr, I'm not Gucci, burrrr, burrrr, burrrrrr, burrrrrr
That's the sound of my trunk, I got birds inside of there

[Hook:]


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