Jeffery Lamar Williams, better known by his stage name Young Thug (acronym … Read Full Bio ↴Jeffery Lamar Williams, better known by his stage name Young Thug (acronym for Truly Humble Under God, also uses the name "SEX!!" and was briefly known as "Jeffery"), is an American rapper from Atlanta, Georgia who is signed to Gucci Mane's 1017 Brick Squad Records, Asylum Records and Atlantic Records. Thug grew to prominence in 2013 after releasing his mixtape 1017 Thug to positive critical reception. He has collaborated with artists such as Gucci Mane, Young Scooter, Rich Homie Quan and Waka Flocka Flame.
Thug was born amongst the masses eliminating any doubt that he wouldn’t be special. The second youngest child of 11 children developed a skill for standing out amongst many, early. Young Thug moved to Jonesboro, an impoverished suburb of Georgia where his lifestyle was engrossed by the crime, drug addiction and violence that surrounded him. It was there that he developed an insatiable appetite to succeed his current situation. After discovering and acknowledging his talent and creativity for music in 2010, Thug started a new hustle that would soon mature as one of the most promising music careers in the South. He also founded the record label YSL ( Young Stoner/Slatt Life) in 2010.
Eyeballing the throne of Hip hop royalty, Young Thug began to create a sound and style that would inevitably place him on top. Young Thug’s catchy verses and raw lyrical talent distinguished noise from art, clearly being the latter his creations are the best that remain of Southern hip hop. He is the embodiment of the evolution of Southern hip-hop. Young Thug is the representative for a generation that doesn't see hip-hop as a hobby but a lifestyle. Keeping true to himself, his art, and his home Young Thug will stand alone as the one true savior of the Southern movement.
2. Young Thug aka The Demon Child is hardcore/horrorcore rapper/beatmaker from Central France. Often collaborated with Lil Prod. Also he made 2 albums under the alias Da Mystic Terror, in these 2 albums he changed his voice to make it sounds like it's an other person rapping.
Official blogspots:
http://demonchildproductions.blogspot.com/
http://lilproddiscographie.blogspot.com/
Thug was born amongst the masses eliminating any doubt that he wouldn’t be special. The second youngest child of 11 children developed a skill for standing out amongst many, early. Young Thug moved to Jonesboro, an impoverished suburb of Georgia where his lifestyle was engrossed by the crime, drug addiction and violence that surrounded him. It was there that he developed an insatiable appetite to succeed his current situation. After discovering and acknowledging his talent and creativity for music in 2010, Thug started a new hustle that would soon mature as one of the most promising music careers in the South. He also founded the record label YSL ( Young Stoner/Slatt Life) in 2010.
Eyeballing the throne of Hip hop royalty, Young Thug began to create a sound and style that would inevitably place him on top. Young Thug’s catchy verses and raw lyrical talent distinguished noise from art, clearly being the latter his creations are the best that remain of Southern hip hop. He is the embodiment of the evolution of Southern hip-hop. Young Thug is the representative for a generation that doesn't see hip-hop as a hobby but a lifestyle. Keeping true to himself, his art, and his home Young Thug will stand alone as the one true savior of the Southern movement.
2. Young Thug aka The Demon Child is hardcore/horrorcore rapper/beatmaker from Central France. Often collaborated with Lil Prod. Also he made 2 albums under the alias Da Mystic Terror, in these 2 albums he changed his voice to make it sounds like it's an other person rapping.
Official blogspots:
http://demonchildproductions.blogspot.com/
http://lilproddiscographie.blogspot.com/
Money
Young Thug Lyrics
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Some people say it's folly, but I'd rather have the lolly
With money, you can make a smash
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money, money, money
There is nothing like a newly minted pound (money, money, money, money)
Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker
It's accountancy that makes the world go 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can keep your Marxist ways, for it's only just a phase (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Money, money, money makes the world go 'round
Who made the beat? Charlie (yee)
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (uh)
Fresh to death, Gucci on my tomb
My chopper sing, it need autotune
Bad bitch in my hotel room
Take a Perky right before we fuck, then act a fool (fool)
Sad money, I got blue face diamonds
I'm at the top, and I'ma keep on climbin'
I got a-, on my hip, no silence
My mama told me, "Don't trust nobody"
Damn, mama, you seen it coming (woo)
That's why I don't keep this heat for nothin'
Try me, then you're gettin' one (on God)
Plus one (yeah), and a couple more, uh (yeah)
Thirty shots when I am all done (slatt)
Right, right? Did I do the math right? (Money, money, money)
Stomp 'em out, wrath in my Rafs, feel my wrath (yeah, let's go)
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (ayo)
Lettin' him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid, you know that sex game strong
Headed to the grip baby hang on
Ding-dong got that Alexander Wang on
Wait, free Thug
She heard that, "Hehe," and my, "Hehe" did the facepalm
Pretty no makeup, I ain't have to put my face on
Stay in your lane, don't get gassed at that station (oop, yeah)
Give him the chills, I got him head over heels (oop)
Sucking my toes while he massagin' my heels (oop)
He want to lick the wrapper, no chance
They tryna ride my wave, but they end up on the sand (oop)
I got wild hitters and hustlers all on my payroll (payroll)
Type of niggas hit the block move the crack and that yayo (yayo)
I got wild chicas who do whatever I say so (say so)
'Bout that dinero, so, if you want me you gotta peso
Just put a couple grand in some rubber bands
Bitches want my look, couldn't get a glance
They wonder what I gross like, my name was Lance
It's Barbie, bitch, just dropped like twenty mill' on Barbie Land
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (Cobains)
Money on your dawg, they go- (grrt)
On the sidewalk like he gettin' a tan (grrah)
I grow micro-soft drinkin' oxygen (grrah-grrah)
Bitch, I been a boss since a Goddamn kid (woo)
Hop out on the block with it (with it)
Make him do the cha-cha-cha (woo, skrrt)
I rode the Dropbox with your bae and I got my rocks off (woo, got my rocks off)
She sucked the socks off of me and they was Gucci (woo)
I bent her over in the Bentley Spur and I didn't eat her coochie
(On God)
I'm livin' life as a pimp (yeah)
I'll put a bitch on your shrimp (yeah)
I'm high in the sky like a blimp (high)
Ooh, I'll cop a Rolls-Royce first attempt (skrrt)
What's the definition of real? Yeah, yeah, yeah
When you kneel, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just showin' you steal, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (let's go)
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money makes the-
Money, money, money makes the-
Money, money, money makes the world go 'round
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money
With money, you can make a smash
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money, money, money
There is nothing like a newly minted pound (money, money, money, money)
Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker
It's accountancy that makes the world go 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
You can keep your Marxist ways, for it's only just a phase (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Money, money, money makes the world go 'round
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (uh)
Fresh to death, Gucci on my tomb
My chopper sing, it need autotune
Bad bitch in my hotel room
Take a Perky right before we fuck, then act a fool (fool)
Sad money, I got blue face diamonds
I'm at the top, and I'ma keep on climbin'
I got a-, on my hip, no silence
My mama told me, "Don't trust nobody"
Damn, mama, you seen it coming (woo)
That's why I don't keep this heat for nothin'
Try me, then you're gettin' one (on God)
Plus one (yeah), and a couple more, uh (yeah)
Thirty shots when I am all done (slatt)
Right, right? Did I do the math right? (Money, money, money)
Stomp 'em out, wrath in my Rafs, feel my wrath (yeah, let's go)
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (ayo)
Lettin' him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid, you know that sex game strong
Headed to the grip baby hang on
Ding-dong got that Alexander Wang on
Wait, free Thug
She heard that, "Hehe," and my, "Hehe" did the facepalm
Pretty no makeup, I ain't have to put my face on
Stay in your lane, don't get gassed at that station (oop, yeah)
Give him the chills, I got him head over heels (oop)
Sucking my toes while he massagin' my heels (oop)
He want to lick the wrapper, no chance
They tryna ride my wave, but they end up on the sand (oop)
I got wild hitters and hustlers all on my payroll (payroll)
Type of niggas hit the block move the crack and that yayo (yayo)
I got wild chicas who do whatever I say so (say so)
'Bout that dinero, so, if you want me you gotta peso
Just put a couple grand in some rubber bands
Bitches want my look, couldn't get a glance
They wonder what I gross like, my name was Lance
It's Barbie, bitch, just dropped like twenty mill' on Barbie Land
Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles (Monte Carlo)
I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles (Cartier bangles)
I go military boys with the angles (grrah-grrah-grrah, phew-phew)
Gotta upgrade the stars, outer space for me (yeah)
Lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (Cobains)
Money on your dawg, they go- (grrt)
On the sidewalk like he gettin' a tan (grrah)
I grow micro-soft drinkin' oxygen (grrah-grrah)
Bitch, I been a boss since a Goddamn kid (woo)
Hop out on the block with it (with it)
Make him do the cha-cha-cha (woo, skrrt)
I rode the Dropbox with your bae and I got my rocks off (woo, got my rocks off)
She sucked the socks off of me and they was Gucci (woo)
I bent her over in the Bentley Spur and I didn't eat her coochie
(On God)
I'm livin' life as a pimp (yeah)
I'll put a bitch on your shrimp (yeah)
I'm high in the sky like a blimp (high)
Ooh, I'll cop a Rolls-Royce first attempt (skrrt)
What's the definition of real? Yeah, yeah, yeah
When you kneel, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just showin' you steal, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (let's go)
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money makes the-
Money, money, money makes the-
Money, money, money makes the world go 'round
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money
The lyrics to Young Thug's song "Money" highlight the significance of money and its impact on various aspects of life. The opening lines express a preference for money and its ability to create success and "make a smash." The repetition of "money, money, money" emphasizes the allure and power that money holds.
The lyrics also touch upon the social status and image associated with financial wealth. The mention of "the lolly" (British slang for money) and the desire for the "newly minted pound" suggest a fascination with material wealth and the prestige that comes with it. The line "It's accountancy that makes the world go 'round" points to the influence of money and financial systems in driving the world's economy.
Young Thug's lyrics also showcase a disregard for Marxist ideology and a rejection of its "Marxist ways," dismissing it as just a passing phase. This could imply a belief in the importance of individual financial success and capitalist ideals.
The song also touches on Young Thug's personal experiences and lifestyle. References to luxury brands like Cartier and Gucci, as well as his association with wealth and affluence, are prevalent throughout the lyrics. The mention of "blue cash in a rubber band" and "Act'" (Actavis, a brand of cough syrup) suggest the extravagant spending habits and indulgences associated with his success.
Overall, "Money" presents an exploration of the allure and impact of money, highlighting the desire for financial success and the influence it has on various aspects of life.
Lyrics © TUNECORE INC
Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Onika Maraj, Jarad Higgins
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@MekhiTV-1
Juice WRLD Never disappoints 💯
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@9Prollems
never
@sereneix
agreed
@NHYCO
but nicki yes
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@@NHYCOno
@CharlotteEmma41
this beat, this flow is just... 🔥🔥🔥
Young Thug delivered a stellar performance, showcasing true artistry! In the modern music landscape, utilizing tools like A u t h e n t i c views is a common approach. But what truly matters is Young Thug's innate talent, setting him apart from the rest.
@souhilouddah9782
This is my favourite song deserve more views tbh
@andrewjones6914
This trio, this beat, this flow is just... 🔥🔥🔥🔥
@reedbeavers6223
The beat doesn’t go with the song at all to me. Would have been fire with a different beat I think
@thegreatestegg8045
@@reedbeavers6223 why do you think so