[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugga
I-I-I really love my F A N S
You know what I’m saying brodee?
I appreciate those people, you know what I’m saying bro?
They want a parade, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I won’t sell no yay, I won’t own saran
I won’t live my life, I won’t make no plans
Stand up on that stage, I love all my fans
Mama say hooray, everyone clap your hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I just came straight from the bottom
Young Thugga came straight up from nothing
I know you think I owe you something
I don’t give no damns, you supposed to feel like that
I got yellow diamonds, Imma peel like that
Pull up to my show see all the peoples fall in love
Salute all the DJ, they do this shit for Thug
They know I came straight up from the floor just like a rug
They know I smell like YSL so they ready for hugs
Hundred racks in my trousers, I’m groovy like Austin Powers
You knowing just not to touch me unless a Young Thug allow it
I bless the bitch with allowance, you want packs I’m gonna file it
Ever since I heard of Future I’ve been sneaking up at Follies
Baby I want to caress you (know why?)
Every time I see you I’m gonna sex you (oh my god)
Bitch [?] but I molest you
I’m flash you
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I won’t sell no yay, I won’t own saran
I won’t live my life, I won’t make no plans
Stand up on that stage, I love all my fans
Mama say hooray, everyone clap your hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands

[Verse 2: Bloody Jay]

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I won’t sell no yay, I won’t own saran
I won’t live my life, I won’t make no plans
Stand up on that stage, I love all my fans
Mama say hooray, everyone clap your hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands
Clap your motherfucking hands