MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
migos - deadz
[Intro: Migos]
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble
[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz (bow, bow)
We heard what you said, we heard what you said
If I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundles
If I wasn't rappin', I'd be trappin' out the condos (know I'm sayin')
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know I'm sayin')
No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like Savon Tucker (sacks)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (think about it)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (gone)
[Pre-Hook: Migos]
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble
[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Gang bang slang 'caine
Heroin, half a ton, Purple Haze, Cam'ron
Plays off a Samsung, get the job done
If I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run
You know what I did last night, 'cause I gave her all ones
You niggas in trouble, rock chains by the double
Got dames by the double, do everything but cuddle
Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic, and it don't don't stutter (rra!)
[Pre-Hook: Migos]
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble
[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Hop out the bed and I'm countin' them faces
I jump out the whip and them bitches start faintin'
No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock, call me Kurt Angle
I keep the banger, my brother, my partner
Don't fuck with no strangers, they tryna get famous
I put the hood on my back
When these niggas couldn't do nothing but love it
But niggas still hated
No they ain't real but these niggas gon' fake it
If they got a problem, my niggas gon' straighten it
Niggas debatin', they hatin', they plottin', they waitin'
They want my ice, tell 'em come take it
Have 'em pretend that I couldn't make it
Now I'm doin' shows outta state in the nations
My momma told me I stay humble but don't be too ready
You gotta have patience
[Verse 4: Offset]
Droppin' them bangers, bangers, bangers
Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger
One in the chamber
I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain
Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in
Bitch, do anything to get famos
My wrist cost me a brick and it's frigid
I'm rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangsta
[Pre-Hook: Migos]
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble
migos - hannah montana
[Hook:]
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
I got molly, I got white
I got molly, I got white
I been trapping, trapping, trapping, trapping all damn night
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Hannah Montana I'm selling them bricks out the phantom
Got Hannah Montana I'm drinking the lean out the phantom
Glaw, Glaw, Glaw, fuck nigga got anna
Got your bitch, she white, Hannah Montana in a Panamara
She a college girl, but her wrist Katrina
In the kitchen, and she baking like Anita
Hit the club, diamonds shining like I'm drinking Magarita
I'm in London with the plug, getting the same car as the Beatles
Got bricks in the Audi, the Hannah Montana, the molly go crazy
Got Lizzy Mcguire, Got Linsey Lohan and I can't forget about Katy
I keep the white like the 80s, I keep the white like I'm Shady
Put the white rims on the Mercedes, young nigga feel like Pat Swayze
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Got your main bitch on the handle, she dropping and popping no castles
I'm smoking on gas like tobacco, I'm drinking on lean taste like Snapple
In the vip rolling a cord, passing out mollies to foreigns
They popping them like they some skittles, 2 bitches one me, Malcolm in the middle
Hop off up in the new Bugatti, cameras flashing paparazzi
She popping that capsule, no Nazi
I'm twisting the rock like I'm Rocsi
She sweating like she ran a mile, she soaking wet she need a towel
She sucking her lip, biting down
She moaning and making them sounds
She came while she sucking me now
I'm looking at her like damn
Hannah making them go bananas
She fucking and sucking on camera
Pop a handle, she got stamina
My jag, still a Panorama
I'm beating the pussy like Michael, I call her Dirty Diana
[Hook]
migos - dab daddy
[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah, ahhh
Lemme talk my shit, nigga
Migo, huh
Fuck wrong with these niggas, nigga?
Yeah
[Verse 1: Quavo]
When I caught the coupe they was mad at me
Hoes calling me the dab daddy (I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy)
Bettin' poker chips, I ain't playin' Madden (I ain't playin' Madden and I ain't playin' sticks)
I'm a rich nigga, you can check my status (You can check my status, you can check the stats)
Pass chemistry, fuck mathmatics (Fuck mathmatics, I ain't pass school)
My money counter do the adding (Money counter do the rules)
I bought a carpet from Aladdin (I bought a carpet from Aladdin)
So I can finesse and do magic (So I can fly and finesse, nigga)
Rammin' the engine in traffic
Lost Mike and Pete, that's tragic (R.I.P., damn)
[Hook: Quavo]
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
From the jail cell, my wrist so sick it got sickle cells
Working my wrist like a ferris wheel, you say this and that while my pockets filled
We don't spare no nigga, cut his head off and show me his real
We got diamonds and gold, ain't no stainless steel
Independant, we didn't take a deal
I know you heard about the fight, I know you heard about the shooting, I know you heard a nigga ruthless
Thirty thousand for a viewing
Bitch you see the dab
Tipping Margielas, you do the math
When I pull up on Beverly shopping, I pull up in a Phantom, not in a cab
Red bottom drippin' it's a blood bath
Ferragamo, arrested for my dab
Say I'm the dab daddy with my dabbin' ass
Fucked your bitch once, I give her back!
[Hook: Quavo]
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Dab! Dab! On top of dab
Takeoff in the kitchen like I'm Dexter's Lab
Walk in the mall and I dip in Ge'
Swappin', no swappin', no check the tag
Gas better sewed up, bitch you wanna take self
Dicking it up, never not fuck they momma, they call me Mel
Rich nigga but I know we handsome and wealthy
Takeoff is spillin' Actavis on new Margielas
Everywhere I go they call me dab daddy
Dab daddy, got different, different dab
Flippin' dab like a acrobat
Flippin' it, flippin' it, flippin' 'em
2500 my tapestry, I got expensive habits (Actavis, Actavis, Actavis)
Throw body parts on my Murciélago, pull up like Go Go Gadget
Pull up in valet, the [?] do magic
Dippin', dabbin' in the Phantom, lookin' at the roof and it's panoramic
Diamonds clear water like they from Atlantic
Dab daddy, I'm the king of the fashion!
[Hook: Quavo]
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
I'm the dab daddy, I'm the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
migos - versace
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it
Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace
I love it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti
He give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty
I mean I just left the Versace store
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it
Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace
I love it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti
he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace
your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk
I told that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve
but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack
better run with it, nigga don't fumble
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
You can do Truey, I do it Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas copy
Kick in the door like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
When I go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
You niggas they wishin' they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis
My blunts is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same shirt like I?m Tony the Tiger
I?m beating the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas that copy
Look at my closet Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is exquisite
No offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds
They look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin
Versace I?m gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I?m living
I?m draped up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that?s Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload
I think I?m the don, but no Rocco
This the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, can?t go back no more
Versace my clothes while I?m selling them bows
Versace took over, it took out my soul
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
migos - fight night
[Intro]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at man?
MIGO!
[Hook: Takeoff]
Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
[Verse: Takeoff]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload coming on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape
Rich nigga, I could never be a broke nigga (rich nigga)
Broke niggas I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little nigga (always)
It's forever pussy nigga gotta deal with it (rich nigga!)
[Hook]
[Verse: Quavo]
Float like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble young nigga rumble!
Lil' mamma want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice cube knock it out like Deebo
Now who's that talking that gangsta shit?
Somebody gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich niggas on the right all night (rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the left by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef
[Hook]
[Verse: Offset]
I'm a rich nigga, I don't like a bitch nigga
Nigga broke nigga, I don't deal with you
All of my niggas, official, My bitches they strippers
My niggas they criminals trying to get to the M&Ms
If your bitch is so innocent, why she sucking my children
Last time I asked I dine and dashed and bitch I go in the building
Bad bitch make it clap, let me know ya
Young rich nigga on the couch talking to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language, Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches they be smokin' on hookah, my nigga ballin' like Hoosiers
Geeked up in the Double R, I scare ya bitch, Freddy Krueger
Freddy Vermeulen
[Hook]
migos - freak no more
[Intro: Quavo]
Young rich nigga, Migo!
(Honorable C Note)
Young rich nigga, Quavo!
[Verse 1: Quavo]
She's a stripper naked dancer but she's begging me to wife her, (No!)
When the first time I met lil' mama she was a one-nighter, (One night!)
Hell nah, I don't love nun' but my money and my rifle, (Money, Glahh!)
At the top like Eiffel Tower, I told her to beat it
You would have thought she was Michael! (Go!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more, (Freak!)
She don't wanna take molly, get geeked no more, (Geek!)
She don't even wanna strip no more
She don't wanna see the pole
Cause young nigga walking straight in with the gold
I apologize, you know that my niggas they witnessed you naked, (Naked!)
You want me to tie the knot?
Oh no no no, she must be crazy! (Crazy!)
[Hook: Quavo]
I know she's a freak
I know that she freakin'
I know she's a freak
Super freak
So please do not try to run game on me
I'm not a Playstation
Please do not try to run game on me
I'm not a 360
Then she told me, (Ugh!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more, (No more!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin', no
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin'
Don't wanna be freak no more
[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
She was 16 when she had a baby, (16!)
Her baby daddy kept on driving her crazy
She wondering how she gon' take care the baby
She working at Folly walking around naked!
She telling me she wanna tie up the knot, (Huh?!?)
I fuck her then kick her right out of the spot, (Get out!)
I don't know what the fuck up with these strippers
They don't have a house and don't have a vehicle! (You broke!)
These bitches ain't shit I forgot to mention, (Huh?)
You cuffing that ho, who you think you tricking?
Sneaking and geeking, I see your eyes, (Geekin'!)
She's fucking for money but in denial
Your daughter be seeing nigga's in and out, (Damn!)
Your kissing your daughter got dick on your mouth, (Ew!)
I know she's a freak and I don't have a doubt
She's a dirty bitch and I don't have a doubt! (Dirty!)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
I met this bitch, said her name Kimberly
I met her when I had a show out in Beverly
Said, "What you doing out here in L.A.?"
She on vacation but stripping in Tennessee
I got her number, asked her what she doing later
She said she would hit me on my cellular, (Cellular)
I knew she was digging my pimping
And new Christian Louboutin's forgot to mention. (Red bottoms!)
I brought that bitch in my facility
Told her, "My favorite room in here's the kitchen, (In the kitchen)
After I whip all these chickens
I watch you get naked and wash all these dishes", (Wash all these dishes, bitch!)
She licked me, she fucked me, she sucked me
Then tried to give me a kid, but she's tripping, (Huh?)
She wanna hit my muddy trouble double
Told that bitch, "Pour your own muddy trouble"
I shouldn't have fucked her, now she's in her feelings, (What?)
Shawty broke down and start telling her business
I said to lil' mama, "You tripping
I don't give a fuck what you did, cause business is business." (Business is business!)
So now we sitting in my condo, (Top floor!)
I don't even know what to say no more
She's telling me, telling me she don't wanna be a freak no more, but...
[Hook]
migos - wishy washy
You know these hoes wishy washy
They'll fuck your partner
Take all of your guala, take your wallet
You know these hoes wishy washy
They hop in my bed, they can't wait to open their legs
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy, wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, I can not trust them
Wishy washy, I can not love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy
Let me tell you a story
'Bout this lil' bitch named Tamara
She'll let you smash for sure today
And then smash your partner tomorrow
She'll ask you can you take care of her
That'll cost you 'bout a couple hundred dollars
Everybody know lil' mama on go
Everybody call her hundred gobbler
Got hoes on hoes like a roster
Is it because of my posture?
But I know it's cause a nigga's dollars
She got a baby, no, I'm not the father
She too wishy washy, she'll go in your pocket
And break your wallet, and you know she got it
But I got the knowledge to go tell her stop it
And she shake like an 8 hit a corner pocket
You can not play me
You know you're too wishy washy
Kick her out the house politely
We noticed you was too excited
No we not going for it, no we not going
You're too wishy washy lil' bitch and you know it
Ain't got time for a kid, the lil' bitch at the front door
You know these hoes wishy washy
They'll fuck your partner
Take all of your guala, take your wallet
You know these hoes wishy washy
They hop in my bed, they can't wait to open their legs
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy, wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, I can not trust them
Wishy washy, I can not love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy
These hoes wishy washy
Ain't no doubt about it
Quick to put your finger in a young nigga's wallet
And I know you fuckin' my partner
Quick to fuck a nigga for a couple hunna
High class pimpin' these niggas, she got the formula
Suckin' my anaconda, got the flower aroma
And on my mama I'm not fuckin' these bitches without a condom
Wishy washy
Cut these bitches off like hibachi
I'm fuckin' her and her whole posse
If you wanna fuck her then you gotta pay deposit
She givin' up her pussy for the profit
Her mama keep beggin' her to stop it
She really wanna be on red carpets
These bitches ain't shit, it's in the Bible
Talkin' 'bout you got a baby in your stomach
These bitches are funny
They're tryna take a nigga's money
I don't got no feelings for no bitches, I'm numbing
Up to par, my swag from London
These bitches bad, ain't worth nothin'
I'm just sayin', I can see your plan
You wanna get married to a rich man
You know these hoes wishy washy
They'll fuck your partner
Take all of your guala, take your wallet
You know these hoes wishy washy
They hop in my bed, they can't wait to open their legs
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy, wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, I can not trust them
Wishy washy, I can not love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy
I can't fuck with you bitches, you wishy washy
Neiman Marcus shoppin', she want me to spoil her rotten
But I know that she's plottin' mama said don't trust nobody
This bitch is a vegetarian, all she want is broccoli
I told her if she knew better, she would prolly do better
That Rolex is a Sky-Dweller, got gold all on my Margielas
Pullin' up in a Bentley, no Mr. Bentley
She askin' me where my umbrella
Fox fur, put on my mink, chinchilla
Flawless diamonds, it's gon' be a cold winter, burr, burr
Don't wanna fuck you, lil' mama, I just want head
These bitches, they can't wait to open their legs
But soon as she pull in my driveway
Pull up to my front door, she got the panties in her hand
She know how to work the pots and pans
She watchin' me like I'm on demand
She the bomb, Osama Bin (Osama Bin Laden!)
You know these hoes wishy washy
They'll fuck your partner
Take all of your guala, take your wallet
You know these hoes wishy washy
They hop in my bed, they can't wait to open their legs
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy, wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, I can not trust them
Wishy washy, I can not love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy
migos - handsome and wealthy
[Hook]
I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe cause' a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it cause a nigga cook like a professor
I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me
Is it cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Is it cause I'm a star
It maybe could be my star status
I got my chain and ring
My Rolex watch it got 50 carat
It could be QC or even maybe it's me
It could be that 4 hour flight, shopping in Beverly
What's on your mind?
I'm not Ginuwine
Ain't tryna spend no time
I know my bitch she so fine
But I don't know what's on her mind
Gotta pay that cost to be a boss
I put on my Louboutins playing golf
Young nigga walking with Nina Ross
I'm dropping the bombs like Viet Cong
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
They say I'm picky cause all my bitches exquisite
I'm in some vintage Givenchy smokin' a Philly
The dope that I sell is the purest
The junkies they hit it, they scratchin' and itchin'
The flow that we killin', the flow that we spittin'
My nigga you know we invented it
Dripping in St. Louis, I'm a lunatic
I'm a Migo but my bitch an immigrant
I got the boot but no Timberland
I am the plug, you the middle man
I never leave my niggas starvin'
You niggas mistake me for Marvin
I got 15 bricks I'm finna drop
In there right next to that carbon
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Offset]
Is it my looks or is it my wealth?
Or is it the way that I carry myself?
Let me know I need some help
Don't keep that secret to yourself
Bitches be saying I'm acting funny cause a young nigga got a lotta money
She lookin' at me like she want somethin'
Can't give her nothin' but a couple hundreds
She sucked up on a nigga, tryna give a nigga kisses baby girl you trippin'
I don't know how you feel can you tell me
I know why you came
In this club tonight
Looking for a nigga that's gon' change your life
[Hook]
migos - bando
[Hook: Quavo]
Trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
Trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
Trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
Trapped out the bando, trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando, trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando, trapped out the bando
Trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
Trap, trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Trapped out the bando, got tools like Rambo
Got bird like Birdman, got white like Lindsay Lohan
Made a hundred stacks off the pots and pans
On the corner serving grams, my niggas be on the block hard
My niggas be selling that hard, got bricks, like Shaq, at the free throw
You can call my phone, got them prices for the
L-O, don't knock at my door, I don't wanna talk to you
Got them bricks for the low, I will serve you
In the bando, boarded up, got them bricks in the wall and in the floor
Pizzeria way I'm playin' with the dough
If the feds wanna talk, I just tell them I don't know
Fuck twelve!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Offset]
Trapping in the vacant, serving all my patients
Get it from the Haitians, smoking loud my eye look Asian
Getting to the money, running to it, tryna chase it
Like it when she make it, cook it when she naked
Throw it in the microwave, Betty Crocker how I bake it
Trapping in the bando, big guns like commando
Flip it like a sandal, foreign bitch she look like J.Lo
Get a brick from Venezuelo, meet the plug his name is Pedro
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Trapping out the house with the boards on the windows
All new Camaro with the black and red interior
Migo gang taking over, yeah we is superior
Certified packs nigga you can check the serial
Foreign bad bitch and she say her name Trina
Traphouse look like it got hit by hurricane Katrina
These pounds bought a beamer, everything I do illegal
The bitches always wanna mingle, I'm stacking my money like pringles
Sipping on sprite and codeine, my foreign bitch Philippine
Her girlfriend Chinese, sipping on lean and popping a bean
Diamonds come from Africa, sipping on lean and smoking loud
Feel like I'm on salvia, flipping the work with no spatula
migos - new atlanta
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I told ya'll niggas a long time ago
Come fuck with my city, nah mean
Rich Homies, Migos, Young Thug, and me motherfucker
(Welcome to Atlanta baby)
You never been to Atlanta
Welcome to new Atlanta - Phantoms on-top of Phantoms
(Get that new Atlanta baby)
Hannah Montana boot up in Atlanta
New Atlanta, we don't need security, walking around with that hammer
Break out the cameras
(Camera baby, porno movie, fuck your camera babe
Don't get your bitch ass killed in New Atlanta baby)
[Young Thug]
We don't fuck with cameras out here I'm for real
Fuck the police, we won't tell, we keepin' it trill
(In new Atlanta baby)
Crossover spaghetti junction
Northside Migo bando bunkin'
Lil' momma she foreign, she not from this country
Fly to Atlanta, we land in the morning
Droppin' my top on the avenue!
Young nigga, you stay with your mama, call you Bartholomew
Come to Atlanta, we breakin' the rules
Do you remember my teacher say we wouldn't make it
I gotta thank ya'll, Atlanta made us famous
Cross the world we in Venezuela
When you live in Atlanta, might have some haters
The new Atlanta like the old Lakers
I'm a young rich nigga, whippin' the chemicals
Middle of the summer wearin' chinchilla's
Up in the city Atlanta with your bitch
She poppin' the pussy, no pimple
It's been a long time coming, Migos, Thug, Rich Homie
No we don't fuck with no phonies
You niggas been cloning then watching like Sony
(You copy me)
Momma said I was a born star, came out the pussy with a spatula
Selling dope like Pablo Escobar
I'm hot, they lookin' for me switchin' cars
Bentley Mulsanne I just blew out the brain of the Audi R8 with the paper temp plate
Takeoff and Thug, Offset, Quavo, Quan, new Atlanta, we the heavyweight
I had the desire, we startin' empires
You niggas retired, Givenchy attire
I'm trappin', they think I live in The Wire
I had to flood out my new Audemars
Drop in the Ghost, scaring niggas like Michael Myers
Fuckin' your bitch pass her 'round like a flyer
All the little kids lookin' at me, admired
I pull up in 'Raris, I forgi my tires
I'm dropping in foreigns, might tropicana
Just in New Atlanta, pullin' up the Phantoms
For you niggas that monkey we got bananas
Throw a temper tantrum when I'm on the channel
We finessin' that kind up in Atlanta
Put a price on your head like a bandana
Dipset, like Juelz Santana
I'm dropping the top on my panoramic
Motherfuckers hatin' and shit
Motherfuckers still movin' out here and shit
It's still love in this motherfucker
And niggas think this shit gonna stop
It ain't never gonna stop
It's just gonna keep going, Rich Homie, tell 'em where you're from
A-T-L-A-N-T-A, GA that where I'm from
East Atlanta, that's where I stay, aka the slums
I got trained to slide without a gun
(Migos and Quan roll up another one
Doctors don't know what we are)
Magic still poppin' on Mondays, ain't no more 20 grams
New Atlanta, we stuntin', I keep me like 20 bands
(Shawty Lo lifestyle I?m the man, got your main ho head in my hand
I ain't Future but I have free bands, I can't help who I am)
God, I can't help who I is or where I'm from
Welcome to Atlanta, where you better watch your tongue
(Hey, I did dirt for this water, I feel like a pond
I'm from Bleveland, Rich Homie Quan, tell 'em where you're from)
migos - one time
(Intro)
One time
Yo yo yoo
Migo!
(Refrão)
Smoke one, one time (Smoke one)
Drink one, one time (drink, drink)
Lemme fuck something one time (Smash)
Turn the club up one time (Turn the club up)
Smoke some one time (Smoke)
Drink some one time (Drank)
Lemme fuck something one time
Turn the club up one time (Ugh)
Only take one time (x8)
(Verso 1: Quavo)
Only take one time for me to put my eyes on you (I'm looking at you)
Only take one time for me to just get high with you (Gas, Gas!)
Only take one time for me to just pull up (Skrr)
Only take one time for my nigga pull up with the choppas
And a hundred round drum
Cut 'em off one time and they gone (Nawfside)
What type of shit that you on (Type of shit that you on)
What type of drug that you on (Type of drug that you on)
Yrn the label we put em on (Young Rich Niggas!)
Championship, you know that we winning one this year
I don't have to empty the clip, she want Tommy outta here
Take your ho for the first time (one time)
And I only hit her one time (one time)
I walk in the jewelry store for the first time
I'm walking out looking like Busta Rhymes (Busst)
I told my niggas we gonna see dollar signs, I told em one time
We overseas for the first time, but it sure ain't the last time
(Refrão)
Smoke one, one time (Smoke one)
Drink one, one time (drink, drink)
Lemme fuck something one time (Smash)
Turn the club up one time (Turn the club up)
Smoke some one time (Smoke)
Drink some one time (Drank)
Lemme fuck something one time
Turn the club up one time (Ugh)
Only take one time (x8)
(Verso 2: Offset)
Migo gang say it one time (Migo!)
Now the choppa sounding like a drum line
Call up the plug one time (Plug!)
He pulling up with a hundred lines (Pull up!)
One rum and one cosign (Cosign)
Have you in the drop top, no mind (skr skrr)
Lemme smash one time, lemme pass one time
Lil mama staring at me, hit the gas one time (Gas)
One time, one time, one time
I got more titles than Busta Rhymes
Niggas cloning me but I am one of a kind (Clone)
You say you be drinking but only one line
Only take one time for a nigga to snitch (Snitch)
Only take one time caught with a brick (Brick)
Bumping yo lip you get shot in yo shit
All of this work I need me a forklift
Hit a nigga with a choppa only one time
And I got the pocket rocket and it's on me all the time
My diamonds hit one time and it make you blind (Shine)
Technical foul fuck nigga crossed the line
Nigga one time, I stretch it to a nine (Nine)
I got two hundred buried in the ground
One gun with bout 200 round
They looking for you in the lost and found (where)
(Refrão)
Smoke one, one time (Smoke one)
Drink one, one time (drink, drink)
Lemme fuck something one time (Smash)
Turn the club up one time (Turn the club up)
Smoke some one time (Smoke)
Drink some one time (Drank)
Lemme fuck something one time
Turn the club up one time (Ugh)
Only take one time (x8)
(Verso 3: Takeoff)
Only take one time for me to call my niggas up and they pulling up
Thinking bout running up Imma chop you with the choppa
Then I hit the runner up
My mansion's got expensive furniture
My favorite Corvette, it with the turbulence
Hit the gas one time, its over with
I'm in Vegas in casinos and I'm betting my poker chips
Just like a spider I web up the game
Whip up but they think its Peter Parker here
One song Versace and it got us the fame
Niggas plotting get one shot in your brain
Niggas biting but ain't gone say your name
Nigga my family only one gang
I came from the Northside and invaded the A
Start fucking up the city now we got our own lane
Now we blowing up like we on a mine
Givenchy khakis, Versace down my spine
Speeding in traffic I'm doing 200, that nigga say fuck the stop sign
Taking your bitch and I fuck her one time
But that bitch she be calling me more than one time
I drop a 8 one time, y'all drinking one line
You ain't never seen a hundred thousand dollar one time
(Refrão)
Smoke one, one time (Smoke one)
Drink one, one time (drink, drink)
Lemme fuck something one time (Smash)
Turn the club up one time (Turn the club up)
Smoke some one time (Smoke)
Drink some one time (Drank)
Lemme fuck something one time
Turn the club up one time (Ugh)
Only take one time (x8)
migos - pipe it up
Everywhere I go
I'mma plug my show, you know I gotta turn up (Got to!)
I just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips, got cuties
Got pounds, nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch, yeah I'm 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them Falcons and them Ravens 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery 'bout to whip it up
I whip it like slavery, my trap full of babies
Lil' mama she hate me, she say that I'm changing
I tell her I made it, the only thing changed
Is the money I'm making and the pamper on these babies
I'm whipping and whipping, these pigeons and chickens
These birds they flying from city to city
I'm pouring up Actavis, dranking and sipping
The color is purple, I'm drinking on Ceely
The Bentley, the Benjis
these bitches they sucking like babies
On the nip of them titties, like Vic get silly
You talking bout 100 band juugs
young nigga you know that I'm with it
I pull up, I'm serving your city
I'm serving Ods, I got it from Mickey
Everywhere I go
I'mma plug my show, you know I gotta turn up (Got to!)
I just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips, got cuties
Got pounds, nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch, yeah I'm 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them Falcons and them Ravens 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery 'bout to whip it up
I'm cooking and whipping up pies, with no eyes
I'm cooking them burgers and fries
I'm a master in disguise
Mama she told me I'm wise
Looking at Benjamin Frank in his eyes
I'm taking the plug to Hawaii
I'm chopping on bricks circumcised
My bitch, she came from Dubai
She got that good brain like Devry
I'm smoking and leaning and driving
I hope I don't get Dui
Watch out for the snake and the lies
I'm trapping and whipping cream pies
My wrists is like water come dive
The streets is a jungle you gotta survive
Everywhere I go
I'mma plug my show, you know I gotta turn up (Got to!)
I just left the plug
Got a 100 birds and I put them in the trunk
Yeah I got halves, got zips, got cuties
Got pounds, nigga tell me what you want
In the kitchen with a pyrex pot
Turn it up a notch, yeah I'm 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them chickens and them pigeons 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Got them Falcons and them Ravens 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
Catch me whipping up them babies 'bout to cook it up
I'm 'bout to cook it up, I'm 'bout to cook it up
And I'm whipping like it's slavery 'bout to whip it up
migos - what a feeling
Feelin' great, whoa
Feelin' aight, feelin' okay, yeah
What a feeling
What a feeling!
Trap out the bando, I really did it
Mamacita, bad bitch, and we split em' hit em
Whole lotta money, give it to the children
Whole lotta choppas coolin' with extensions
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
Talk to em' Quavo
Takin' back the streets you know I own
Trappin' cap when momma ain't at home
When she cook up the dope callin' me alone
Kickin' dough was my specialty
Mama told me she gon' get at me
But I was worried 'bout the police
Runnin' from 12 in a Gucci fleece
It's a great feeling that they notice me
Came from bando to mansion to TV screen
No more trappin' no more [?]
Now it's double XL Migo magazine
Don't get me wrong, I keep the magazine
Now I'm the last don, shout out to Master P
I pray to lord, devil don't tackle me
What a great feelin' million dollar me
Trap out the bando, I really did it
Mamacita, bad bitch, and we split em' hit em
Whole lotta money, give it to the children
Whole lotta choppas coolin' with extensions
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
Trap out the bando, I really did it
Mamacita, bad bitch, and we split em' hit em
Whole lotta money, give it to the children
Whole lotta choppas coolin' with extensions
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
Trapped out the bando I really did it
Water whippin' chickens, all these cameras in the kitchen
Breakin' in the mitten, my nigga was sellin' Whitney
Niggas come and get it cause I got a lower payment
What a fucking feeling giving money to the children
Bentley Mulsanne pulling up in project buildings
[?] with these niggas, walkin' in the chinchilla
Ladies need to step aside, same one as the dealer
These niggas they hate me, but they can't
defeat me, I know why they envy me
What a feeling, how I got a hundred million
all in cash and you niggas just look at me
VVSing for from my jeweler out in Cuba
I see fugazi diamonds on your Cuban link,
100, 000 ain't nothin' to me
Hit that bitch make her work for me,
wanna fuck on the shower pole? Mimi
Trap out the bando, I really did it
Mamacita, bad bitch, and we split em' hit em
Whole lotta money, give it to the children
Whole lotta choppas coolin' with extensions
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
Trap out the bando, I really did it
Mamacita, bad bitch, and we split em' hit em
Whole lotta money, give it to the children
Whole lotta choppas coolin' with extensions
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
What a feelin', what a feelin'
migos - recognition
I just wanted to be Recognized (4x)
Now I'm having recognition (recognition, recognition) (3x)
I just wanted to be Recognized (recognition, recognition)
Now I'm having recognition
I just want to be Recognized
Make my momma smile
Make my grand momma proud
Now I got recognition
Same people doubted see me on television (Tv)
Pocket watching on a nigga cheque
Recognize a nigga rolex
17 years old nigga kicking doors
Couldn't even vote yet
Meditation of the mind
Was the greatest thing a nigga found
They recognize a nigga sound
And we didn't let the world down
Started with a brick turned it to a foundation
Turn the foundation to an empire
I'm the founder of Yung Rich Nation
And I still get recognized by my old patients
With a snaggered tooth smile he said
He happy that I made it
I just wanted to be Recognized (4x)
Now I'm having recognition (recognition, recognition) (3x)
I just wanted to be Recognized (recognition, recognition)
Now I'm having recognition
If I got the feeling that I weren't recognized
I know I'd still be recognized in momma's eyes
I'm in the trench coat for the skies
I keep the. 45 on my waistline
Shoot your block down with the Glock like a alpine
Fuck it shoot the club up call me shine
These Balmains no Calvin Kleins
Flood my neck with that gold like Busta Rhymes
That Migos on the billboard worldwide we recognized
A lot of these niggas wanna be recognized
But these [?] Jammed up not gonna do the time
I know some niggas they got acquitted
And they didn't want tell and get crucified
I'm smoking on Og it ease my mind
Need some Visine cause I got the red eyes
Ain't thinking bout a bitch
I'm getting money cause these bitches
Come and go like [?]
Now I'm recognized taking trips in my lamb
I own it no enterprise
Looking at niggas can't be mad at niggas
Cause niggas just want to be recognized
I just wanted to be Recognized (4x)
Now I'm having recognition (recognition, recognition) (3x)
I just wanted to be Recognized (recognition, recognition)
Now I'm having recognition
Momma said recognize God
I recognized then my momma had pain in her eyes
So I walked through the shadow, the valley of death
I'm addicted to drank and I can't even help it
(lean, lean, drank, drank)
Pussy nigga taking selfies
Ask me for money I told that nigga
No he go round the hood saying I'm selfish (huh?)
That's the reason that I left him
Your momma keep calling say help
She didn't recognized you were a failure
I wanted to be recognized
Went to the mall and bought me a 10
And told the school it caught me five
My Og taught me to be wise
Thanking the lord cause I'm recognized
Vh1 you can go see it live
Now you see me shining now you want to ride (skrr)
They finally recognized
They copy the way we rhyme
I just wanted to be Recognized (4x)
Now I'm having recognition (recognition, recognition) (3x)
I just wanted to be Recognized (recognition, recognition)
Now I'm having recognition
migos - all ass
[Hook: Quavo & Offset]
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I'm throwin' a bag (bag)
It bought her a bag (bag)
Last bitch I fucked, she wasn't goin' out sad (goin' out sad)
Can't play a player for sure, can't play a player, no (no)
Throw the money to the top (top)
It's fallin' off the top ropes (yee)
Yeah (yee)
I bet I put all my bitches on though (yee)
Yeah (yee)
Aye (yeeee)
She'll be fuckin' 'til the sun come up (uh uh uh)
Hey yeah
If you want to ball, let's get it (woohoo)
Hey yeah
I make you rich with a fifty (cash)
Hey yeah
No lemonade, it's simply, just me and my bitch (aye)
If she don't get dick, she gon' have a fit (yeah)
Her daddy the plug (aye)
She fuck with the bricks, she with the shit (yeah)
She bought a salon to clean the money, he feed the bitch
Now he on the run, they seized the house, they seized the whips (yee)
Now she on the run, she took the money, he need the bitch
[Hook: Quavo & Offset]
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah
[Verse 2: Offset]
All ass ay
Fifty cash bags, on a bad day (yeah)
I'm on a fast pace, I wanted the fast way (skr)
They copied the last wave, I cut 'em like black spades (aye)
Fuckin' a thot in my mansion, fuckin' a thot on my bedroom
Bitch lookin' like a Kardashian (Kardashian)
We hopped in the coupe and we smashin'
Sippin' on my drink, I watch that ass go slow motion (slow)
Walkin' with that bag, look at my diamonds like the ocean, huh
Geekin' out, she geekin' out, she geekin' on the dough
Ten different bitches, eeny meeny miny moe
Trappin' out the Nawf, trappin' out the bando (Nawf)
No, you need you a brick then I get the dough
[Hook: Quavo & Offset]
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
My wrist is glass (glass)
My neck is glass (glass)
Last jeweler just spent sixty cash (cash)
Last bitch I had, she bought a Jag' (Jag')
They come in empty handed, she kept her bag (yee)
Bag, all ass ay (yee, ass)
I can't get my nut off, I'ma spaz bae (yee, spaz)
No credit, no debit, the cash way (yee, cash)
No stomach, no waist, pretty face, the ass way (yee yee)
[Hook: Quavo & Offset]
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass ay, all ass ay)
Yeah
[Outro: Offset & Quavo]
All ass ay, all ass ay
All ass ay, all ass ay
All ass ay, all ass ay
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole
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