Video Omg de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Omg Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, C4, ayy, ayy, bro (Ayy, C4)
You caught ride there, brodie (Ayy, C4 caught ride there, brodie)
Who that?
C4
Caught ride there

[Chorus]
I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to wor'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah

[Verse 1]
Oh my God, you got me hard, I'ma listen to you, iPod
Be with me, turn you to God, STD, I run my ward
It smell good, I'ma put it on my lip
Treat me like your baby, let me put it on your hip
I won't tell nobody, had to tell you off the rip
Cut my mouth off, put it in a Ziploc bag and zip
I wanna see your face, baby plеase take your shades off
I don't wanna go back and forth likе a seesaw
I just wanna fuck and make your bell ring, ding dong
Foreign, foreign, foreign, Japanese, French, Hong Kong
[Chorus]
I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to wor'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah

[Verse 2]
Collect phone call, all these bitches wanna fuck
Baby, I'll buy you a whole lot of fish like Truck
Got a whole lot of foreign bitches, they look just like ducks
I'm a real old school nigga, I just wanna roll
Presidential bitches, knock 'em down like I'm bowling
My lil' woadie got the best out, he deserve a trophy
I'ma show her, ain't no concert, you know I'ma show up
Check the pulse, check the motion, Rolie-polie, 'olie, 'olie
C4 on the beat, C4 got a freak
Thugger got a Jeep, no doors on that bitch
Stuff those hoes inside of it, put them hoes on me
You ain't got a beat, MTV jam of the week

[Chorus]
I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to wor'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah