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Song Parodies -> "Skate"

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Young Thug

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The Lyrics

Here's a song all about skateboarding.
(Rolling out)
Spider, Skate

Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah (Woo), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

The price I want for a show, you 'gon need three pipes (Woo)
I got the body from Adias, but I had switched the motor (Skate)
I got these badass bitches riding 'round this bitch and they all the coolest (Yeah)
I just told her make a deck run (Yeah)
I just bought all the skaters (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
I told her stay out my own pipe (Yeah)
I told her stop telling everything she seen and told her, "Meet me at the turn" (Let's go)
I got baguettes in the back of my ring and I wasn't even tryna hit
(Tryna hit, yeah, yeah)
I told her she gotta run through the team before she can talk to the skater
('Fore she can talk to the, yeah)
Lamb chop, I just pulled up with some boards (Skrrt, skrrt)
I told lil' mama, "Tie all my shoes" (My shoes)
Showed her two million cash, now she being cool (Woah)
Twenty watches and I'm still jumpin' (Twenty)
I had came up out the trenches, then I had beat a few bodies like Slalom
(Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woah, woah)
She said, "You murk 'em, I show you my coochie"
I had to sing to this bitch like lil' Toosie (Woo)

Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Skate)
Yeah, yeah (Skate)
Yeah, yeah (Let's go)

Bitch got a ramping on her nightstand, she must be fuckin' with Gunna (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with boards and we come to eat racks and I came with some fuckin' skaters (Yeah)

All this Biscotti I got in my 'Wood, need somebody grow me a tree (Tree)
Came out the hood, now my trunk got a hood, now I crank up the skate with no keys
Beat it, she for the street-neet-neets
Only once, she got hit at the 'spinini
I feel a 'lil rich this week, to influence my family to not be rolling (Be rolling)
I tote an skateboard on me, call Neechie-Neech, just a Glocky key
Doin' one-sixty, he locked in seats
We roll in that coupe with the big skateboard (Big skateboard)
Got out that mud like a ramping to it
I used to trap out of that four-door Ford (Four-door)
Call up the plug and he know what I need (Know what I need)
Stay on her knees so we hardly speak (Hardly speak, yeah)
I'm in New York counting skateboarding (Yeah)
Ain't the stuntman, but I'm stuntin' (Yeah)
Wunna, these vibes wanna love me (Yeah)
Not wifey, and no lovey-dovey

Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Skate)
Yeah, yeah (Skate)
Yeah, yeah (Let's go)

Bitch had an Act' climbing on her jeans
I know she jumping with Thugger (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat racks
And I came with some fuckin' piranhas (Yeah)


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