Video Tell Em de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Tell Em Lyrics

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
London on the track, bitch
Yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh
London on the track, bitch
What you tell 'em, Thugger? Woo!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (Then what?)
I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
Baby girl spoiled, she spoiler than milk
And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
Baby, I just want them thighs, right under that belt
She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves (Woo!)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
She gon' look over these bitches like terms and conditions
I'ma move her out the trenches and buy her a Bently
I'ma fuck her then hold on to her like she went missin' (Then what?)
I'ma pull on that wavy hair 'cause it's Indian Remy (Woo!)
I grabbed the key, she wanna ride with me (Skrrt)
She tied the knot so she can die with me (What?)
She say she can do the same thing as five bitches (So what you do?)
So I went and fired them five bitches
She the B-E-S-T, best (She the best, she the best)
She ride me, two hundred on that pussy like a T-Rex
I won't stop lovin' her, no way, no way
I'ma invest in her (What you tell 'em, Thugger? Woo!)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (Then what?)
I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
Baby girl spoiled, she spoiler than milk
And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
Baby, I just want them thighs, right under that belt
She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves (Woo!)

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
I had to hit her from the back then dip up out it
I don't know what it is but it's somethin' about her (Ooh)
When she around, she do somethin' to me, I can't doubt it (Aye)
I don't know what it is but it's somethin' 'bout her
Shawty got me fucked up, blowin' O's, no Audi
Her ex nigga, he fucked up and don't give no fuck about him (Nah)
But I'll do whatever when it comes down to shawty
The feds askin' questions, I don't know shit about it
It's somethin' 'bout' lil shawty that I can't put my finger on (I can't)
It's somethin' 'bout' lil shawty, she'd rather text, she don't be on phones (Nope)
It's somethin' 'bout' lil shawty, say it, that got Rich Homie gone
Lil shawty the best in my eyes and I know (I do)
She don't do fashion, she don't even go outdoors (Uh-uh)
Before she was ready, you already knew I know (I swear)
Shawty make me sick, I'm feelin' like I got a cold
Can't forget about my bro (What you tell 'em, Thugger? Woo!)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (Then what?)
I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
Baby girl spoiled, she spoiler than milk
And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
Baby, I just want them thighs, right under that belt
She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves (Aye, Woo! Ooh)

[Bridge: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
It's somethin' bout her, Thug, It's somethin' bout her (What it be?)
She got my life, I wanna, wanna rob her (Don't take it)
Not Young Scooter but all she know is count up (She countin', aye)
I'm on her front end like a fuckin' blouse (Yeah, yeah)
I'm on her head like a fuckin' bounty (Yeah), no hunter
But I'ma eat her like I'm hungry at Benihanas

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (Then what?)
I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
Baby girl spoiled, she spoiler than milk
And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
Baby, I just want them thighs, right under that belt
She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves (Woo!)
[Outro: Young Thug]
London on the track, bitch