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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Where The Cash At"

"Where The Cash At"


Little nigga where the cash at?
I been chilling where the trap at
Bad bitch with a accent
She see em, where the racks at
They say I wouldn't, but I did that
I might pull up in a new Jag
Knew the money would change me
Look at my chains, my diamonds they wavy
Bitches they tried to play me,
now these hoes asking for babies
My whole life changed all in one year
In the kitchen made a brick disappear
Lot of ice, whole block in my ear
It took a lot of hard work to get in here
Police they say they have evidence
Free my niggas, that's irreverent
Taking trips out to Beverley
God said I was heaven sent

[Hook:]
Wake up and I gotta go get it
Rich nigga I done ran up a million
You can ask me how I did it
I'ma tell you go get it
I been counting up daily
Coupe going crazy
Looking at my diamonds they wavy
I knew that the money would change me

Still in the hood with a trap nigga,
bitch wanna ride like a bicycle
Bitch I got rich and I'll never change
Came in this bitch with the Migos gang
I'ma make your ho do the dishes
High class trap nigga in the Fisker
Real shit, I'm living like Diddy
New York right now smoking cookies
Made a hunnid, when you see me I'm flexing
What the hell I ain't do no texting
In the field getting pints outside Texas
Sipping syrup in the morning, no breakfast
I heard they said I'm a superstar
All of my trap got them burglar bars
Came from the hood now I'm switching cars
Thanking the lord that I made it far

[Hook:]
Wake up and I gotta go get it
Rich nigga I done ran up a million
You can ask how I did it
I'ma take over again
I been counting up daily
Coupe going crazy
Looking at my diamonds they wavy
I knew that the money would change me
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Who Dab Is That"
(feat. Migos & Skippa Da Flippa)

"Who Dab Is That"
(feat. Migos & Skippa Da Flippa)



[Intro - Quavo:]
Ay man, over here at QC the empire man
We really tired of these niggas running off with the swag
Ooh, I mean dab
We don't call it swag no more
Y'all lame ass sucker ass niggas

[Hook x2 - Quavo:]
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back

[Verse 1 - Offset:]
Who brought Versace back?
Who's bando was the trap?
You know we invented that
You can go look it up on the internet
Give it back, give it back, give it back
Make that bitch put the dope in her kitty cat
Maison Margiela, I mix and match
Watching my dab like it's cinemax
Dab on them folks, dab on them folks, I do it
Eat it up, eat it up 'til you get full
We ball like Kareem, I'm talking that bull
Smoking on gas, smelling like cow manure
We trendsetters, we piped em up with the dab
Infected, you niggas spread it like a rash
Emmitt Smith, we brought the stakes, need the cash
I'll take you to dab school, 10 thousand a class

[Hook x2 - Quavo:]
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back

[Verse 2 - Quavo:]
Run Forrest run! (Run with the dab)
Baow, I shot him with the gun
I should've played for the Phoenix Suns
I got a white ho, she a nun
I met the plug in Vietnam
You taking my dab, you the Migos' son
Counting up guap at the top of the Renaissance
Preaching the dab like I'm Quavo reverend

[Verse 3 - Skippa Da Flippa:]
(Dab, dab, get em Flippa!)
Put your head in your arm like you're sneezing
My dick in her mouth like she teething
And I go crazy with it like a heathen
I'm the first one that dabbed with the leg kick
Took it, I could've gave you an assist
You claim you dab king then you taking a risk
I can teach you how to move but it's gon' cost a brick

[Hook x2 - Quavo:]
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
Who dab is that? Who dab is that?
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back
You ran with that dabbin', now give it back
I think that it's time that you give it back

[Verse 3 - Rich The Kid:]
Heard he talkin' bout the dab
Broke niggas gettin' mad
Hating nigga you a clown homie
Dab king, put the crown on me
Look at my dab, bad bitch
Foreign thick, red with the ass on her
She think I'm a put a few bags on her
I fuck her one time and I dab on her

[Verse 4 - Takeoff:]
I fuck her one time and I dab on her
After I fuck her then I call a cab on her
My niggas serving that cash only
My niggas trap on the block with them bags on me
Who dab is that, niggas know we invented that
Fathered you babies, I fed em that Similac
Ain't no discussion, you know we gon' handle that
[?] then went and dabbed, that's a dab attack
(Takeoff)

[Outro:]
Yeah
Dab is contagious
Dab went world wide
We gave the whole world dab fever
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Who The Hell"

"Who The Hell"


[Hook:]
I'm a dog, she a dog too
If he a shooter, I'm a shooter too
I'm a trap nigga, who are you?
Is you mad, cause I'm flexing all on you?
Who the hell? [x3]
Got me fucked up
Who the hell? [x3]
Got me fucked up

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Bitch
Who the hell are you?
I'm a dog she a dog too
We know that she fucking the team
Man the whole crew
I'm a fucking fool if I put cuffs on you
Who the hell?
Bet he got trap spots
No bandos, and I can't tell...
Who the hell say I ain't whipping a bale?
My niggas be kicking the doors
And running from 12
Fish scales
Pockets deep like water wells

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]
I got bombs no Osama
President rollie, Obama
Forty pornos
You can see my diamonds
From cross the corner
Death before dishonor
Middle finger, fuck the your honor
Concrete jungle
If you fumble
Eat you up like piranhas
Who the hell?
Said I won't pull out that chopper
And aim it at your turtle shell
I know that you snitching
You a informant for 12
My niggas they trained to kill
We got bananas
You know they gone peel

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Why Would U Not"
(feat. Peewee Longway & Johnny Cinco)

"Why Would U Not"
(feat. Peewee Longway & Johnny Cinco)



[Hook 1 - Johnny Cinco:]
Y'all niggas stay on the grind
The price on the way though
The price on the way though
The way though
Y'all niggas serve on the grind
I want all of the peso
I want all of the peso
The peso

[Hook 2 - Johnny Cinco:]
Why would you not go up in it
Why would you not go in shine
Why would not go in Rover. [?]
I paid a forty for mine
Why would you not go up in it
Why would you not go in shine
Why would not go in Rover. [?]
I paid a forty for mine

I paid a forty, these diamonds just in my bezel they shining might make you go blind
Had to stay down rackin them up in peso's
The fuck come in. [?] Chain say QC the label
Put it in and I get ya. I can show you how to use Edmond (Trap!)
Young nigga on fire, ain't got no fever
Real trap niggas still got my people
Rich nigga problems, which car I'm go drive (Skrr, Skrr, Skrr)
My pull up in the act that's escuse me pourin', sorry!
Took down on the board, we were picking the packages
Juggin' the plug for the cannabis
Young nigga, I finally made it, got plenty of benjamins
Young nigga stayed on the grind, Now I want them M's
Why would you not, stay off the block when it's hot. I got the work at the spot
I takin' a trip, your bitch wanna fuck me because I got the peso. (Oooo Wee)
I'm wake up she whippin' the Lambo, I got the ammo, no Rambo

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]

[Verse 2 - Johnny Cinco:]
Why would you not go up in it
Why would you not go in shine
Why would you not go a hundred
Bitch on all of the time. [?]
Why would not go for body
I just cavalli'd my image
I put my ho in the finish (Up Front) [?]
Put everybody, suspension
Why would you knock, open house
I just Cavalli'd my couch. Lot of bad bitch on the couch
She don't clean up while I count. She don't clean up while I count
I'm a fuck her when I finish, woke up to breakfast and Bennish [?]
Why would not go a Bentley
Why would you not go commercial
Why would you not go a PJ. [?]
Why would you not go to money, I want the money on Replay
How could you knock a bad bitch, Put all the hoes in the summer. [?]
Fuck all the ho's and they momma, Fuck all the ho's and they momma

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]

[Verse 3 - Peewee Longway:]
Diamonds from Africa, I got them bricks in the Acura
Longway just left the Ambassador, Balenciaga step a dabber
Shabba Rank, Gold Cuban Link. Fishscale get it out the sink
Pappi got me playin' Poppyseed. Why would you not give the bitch the Rollie
Bezel full of yellow bumblebee's, California Rari overseas. (wooo!)
Rich the Kid, OG Gas Bags, Juggin' Mid. Purchasing price of the reg
Sippin' and spilling on my Louboutin heels. I get em in, lil' trap on the hill
Why not get them bitches digits foreal. I live my life Beverly, like Dr. Phil
Diamonds on my neck, they give you a chill
Blue Benjamin's I want them bills
Paper-cuts, I got em thumbing no deal
Young nigga still grindin' in the bando
Hit em with the chopper let it go
Now another nigga dead, got it knocked off 44. [?]
Y'all niggas stay on this grind
All I ever wanted was some more
(Longway Bitch!)

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Why You Mad"

"Why You Mad"


[Hook: x2]
Hopping out the Rarri
I don came from the bottom
Got a whole lotta cash...
Money on the table
Got money on the floor
Got money in the bag...
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?

[Verse 1:]
Broke nigga wanna talk
Got money in the vault
She buy me Giuseppe, she tell me she love me...
You cuffing her, choosing her, giving her money
Why ya mad cause I came up?
Say I wouldn't make it fuck nigga I'm famous...
Pull up in the Audi, the Rarri I'm racing
No mo' wearin Ralph Lauren
My bitch so foreign
Trap jumpin like Jordan...
How many times I told ya'll
I'm drinking that lean
Out the bottle in the morning...
Yung nigga I come from the hood
Flex and finesse and I juug
Rich nigga I made me a milli
My momma she told me I would
Red bottoms when I'm walking it's a murder scene
OG gas bags light green, Listerine
I didn't judge history
But it don't get to me
Racking and stacking the currency...
You love her, you give her yo card
I'm in yo garage
She suck me
She getting me hard
You kissing that broad

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
You mad? Or nah?
Rockstar, pull up, no guitar
I'm fucking yo bitch but you buying her cars
I ride in that Phantom, a boss
My neck and my wrist on glacier
Paper and paper, I'm relay the mayor
Shorty she know I'm a player
She thick from Jamaica
Rich nigga in the club, throwin money in the air
Broke niggas, just staring over there
Pull up in a Rarri, but you riding on a spare
My diamonds so clear
Hunnid bands my ear
I ain't round no square
You busted yo tire
You ain't got bus fare
By the way, these haters ain't talm bout nothing
I'm still getting hunnids
In the mall with yo bitch
With yo money
I'm buying me something
Maison Margielas
And brand new Giuseppes
You still wearin pradas...
I pull up in Rarri
I came from the bottom
You riding the motor

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Windmill"

"Windmill"


[Rich the Kid:]
You know we ballin'? (yeah)
Rich Forever Way (huuuuuh)

Aye, make my money flip it, do gymnastics (what?)
Yeah, flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic (flex! Yuh)
Real deal, pop a whole seal (lean! aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill (bitch!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics (huuuuuh)
Flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic (flex! yeah)
Real deal, pop a whole seal (lean! aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill

[Famous Dex:]
Uh yeah, Dexter
Flexin' on that bitch 'cause I'm a bastard, (huh, ooh)
Diamonds in the choker like they are wrestling (yeah, Dexter!)
Pullin' in the lamb just me and Rich
Five bitches on my dick (they what?)
Run up on me, got my stick
Trappin on the block, I wasn't rapping
My momma kicked me out, she always snapping (she always snap)
Young Nigga don't know the rules (I did)
I was trappin' after school (you what?)
I got them hundreds they blue (ooh)
Run up on dude then I turn them to soup (I did, yeah)
Riding in the Honda they was laughing (they was laughing)
Now I pull up in the Lamb they do they math? (do the math)
I got them diamonds for real
All my diamonds on chill
I got this bitch off a pill, don't do the lean if you know its not sealed (Dexter!)

[Rich the Kid:]
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
Yeah, flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill, (Huuuuuh)

Look at my wrist that's a new freezer
My bitch a foreign I don't need her, (Bitch!)
Hunnid bands in a two seater
I put a Act in a two-liter, (Yuh)
Made my money do gymnastics, (Woah)
Calculator, gotta add it, (add it)
Started off trappin' with bands in the attic
Mama, she told me to pack it, (mama!)
Why you flexin' with that rollie but its plastic? (what!)
Flyin' in from Costa Rica she a bad bitch, (bad!)
The money is short, broke rappers on life support, (broke)
I stay with a fork, (fork)
Married to the kitchen, never divorce, (yuh!)
Make your bitch disappear like it was magic, (magic)
I keep flexin' on these haters it's so tragic, (flex!)
New wave, new wave. Rich Forever that's the way, (money)
Take your bitch and fuck her face, (woah)
Diamonds on me how I'm shakin' (Ice, ice)

Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
Yeah, flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Flexin' with that rollie but it's plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Dunkin' in that pussy do a windmill, (Hooooh)
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Work For It"

"Work For It"


[Pre-Hook:]
I can’t fuck with you, I’m sorry
Baby, I don’t want to argue
I just want to hit it from the back
Rich nigga all about a check
Bitch want the money, better work for it
Got big faced hundreds, you can twerk for it

[Hook x2:]
Work for it, work for it
Bitch want the money, she can work for it
Rich nigga with a check, got bands on deck
You ain’t getting this money, better work for it

[Verse 1:]
Baby working with the money, she can work for it
Bitch too foreign, no passport
Young nigga got bricks like a backboard
Back of the Maybach, got an escort
Drop it, drop it down low for a rich nigga
Every time I come around she want to take pictures
See that bitch in the club, she a go getter
Pulling up in a Benz with a ho with her
Work for it, got a bitch on the boulevard
Getting wet like a surfboard
Came up from the bottom, got big face hundreds
Bout to steal more, give the ho none
Having, dabbing, capping and trapping
Wrapping the work in a pack
She sucking me off like a vacuum
Fucking your bitch with no Magnum

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Stripping in clubs, she twerking, working
Tryna pay the bills, that’s urgent
I got all blue hundreds, bitch work for it
She’ll turn into a freak behind locked doors
Run with the bricks in the Birkin, nervous
Nigga I’m sipping and serving
22 bricks in my robins, MCM bag gotta call me
You a damn fool, tryna cuff a free ho
Imma take that bitch, no repo
In the track and I’m moving them elbows
Stuck in the trap, no Velcro
You gon stay broke, cooking [?]
Got a Puerto Rican bitch, no visa
And I’m sipping on pink, no Easter
I got way more keys than Alicia

[Hook]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Wrist Game"

"Wrist Game"


[Quavo]
Aye yo' name must be Ray Allen or somethin'
You got game nigga
Fuck yo' game; I got wrist game

[Hook: Quavo x2]
I just bought a Bentley wit' my wrist game
Earn my plug trust wit' my wrist game
Fuck a calculator, I got wrist game
Built a house wit' cocaine wit' my wrist game

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Built a house wit' cocaina I'm livin' like a eskimo
Pull up on Tito, he posted at the local corner store
He need a half a bag, remixin' wit' half a swag
Don't hit my phone, won't talk to you, no need to call me back
Whip game, hurricane, feelin' like Bruce Wayne
Ice chain from Johnny Dang, diamonds kickin' like Liu Kang
Naked bitches in the kitchen sniffin' off of dishes
Got them Thanksgiving turkeys, Quavo sellin' whole chickens
Servin' patients like a clinic, runnin' bands up at Lenox
Quavo President Clinton, selling Monica Lewinsky
I might pull up on you wit' the birds in that 'Rari engine
When them plays come my way, I might catch it like a mitten

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
When you got wrist game you can get anything
Gold chains, bought my index a Versace ring
So much coke in my trap spot, the pot's hot
Money jumpin' out my shoe box like Jack Box
Bitches whippin' in the kitchen, bra and panties off
Never think 'bout juugin' cause they know I cut they fingers off
Catch me in Bahamas in Versace sandals
Takeoff got that A-1 dope whip game, Mrs. Campbells
(Flats) in my panorama, watch me change the channels
All these damn babies, use saran for the pampers
Change my name to Tetris cause I got so many blocks
In the trunk I got two blocks I might just pull up on yo' block

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]
My whip game it is so crazy get them bricks from them boys in Haiti
Cocaine and water create it, in the kitchen I'm making them babies
Yo' closet filled wit' Old Navy, my closet filled wit' old babies
I'm whippin', I'm whippin' them pots in the kitchen, you know I be gettin' I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin' yo' throat, before I buy coke, I gotta get quote
Breads by the loads, bring 'em on boats, I fly overseas I'm doin' the most
No lie, I will take a o, finesse the plug, it's time for a toast
I started wit' 'bows and started wit' grams and now I'm sellin' them wholes
I feel like John Gotti, them bricks in my Masi
Let's have a trap party, I'm bringin' iCarly
They think that I'm surfin', my dope is so gnarly
Lil' Daryll whip, my dope is retarded
The feds keep talkin', they say I'm a target
I'm slam dunkin' bricks they call me Amar'e
You know I got bucks but not from Milwaukee
It's never a drought, it's bricks on the market

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"Wrist Gone Crazy"

"Wrist Gone Crazy"


[Hook:]
Hold up, stop, grab another pot
Whip it, re-rock, cause my wrist gone crazy
Hold up, stop, get another pot
Whip it, re-rock, cause my wrist gone crazy

[Verse 1:]
Baking soda beats, chickens Imma cook a feast
In the trap nigga everybody finna eat
I got a band, Molly Santan, wrapping the work in saran
Plenty of dope, moving the coke, I live in a boat
And my plug he want 5 just like John Papi
Imma juug him for the rest, bitch you can’t stop me
Cooking up like 6 bricks, in the trap with my new bitch
Diamonds dancing, my new wrist, stay in the kitchen, I water whip
All she do is complain, I don’t know her name
Bando, I got white and the Mary Jane
Get you gone, back than I was starving
Run up on my niggas, Imma hit you with that carbon
[?] with the Glock, hugging the block, I got the dope in my sock
Cook with the pot, kitchen is hot, whipping the rock
I’m from [?], chopper get to spitting
Houdini, the brick is missing

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Rocks in my watch thick, I ain’t talking Nicki
Got my pockets on swole, we ain’t talking Biggie
The fuck you saying, niggas got plenty of grams
You’d be like oh damn, you don’t understand
I was chilling on the block with my boy Rowdy
Ain’t seen that boy Bobby, he just caught a body
Migo gang swerving in lanes, too many chains
Got shooters, they aim at your brain, this ain’t a game
If you talking bout my money that’s a whole lot
In the kitchen Imma whip it with an old pot
Some niggas they’d rather be famous
I got the crack like 80’s, young nigga with whole lot of babies

[Hook x2]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.266
"You A Foo"

"You A Foo"


[Intro: Quavo]
You niggas a foo
Niggas a foo
Yea

[Hook: Quavo]
I be fucking yo ho
You taking her shopping
My bad ye ain't know, you niggas a foo
Take her to the mall
And she don't get nothing
My bad ye ain't know, nigga's a foo

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I'm fucking that bitch and you take her shopping
She at the top of my condo she pussy poppin'
You is a foo
If you didn't know dat that pussy got mileage
Every since I introduced her to molly
She been running round the lobby
Boot to scotty
Please don't tell nobody
If ya tell somebody
It's gone be some problems
Nigga try to rob me for my narcotics
If she fool you once
Shame on you
If she fool you twice
You a fucking foo
Breaking rules
Nigga skipping school
Young nigga jumped in the money pool
That bitch that you cuffing
You brought to yo mama
That bitch is sucking like a fucking piranha
I beat it up
She suck my anaconda
That bitch don't get nothing from me
But some McDonald's

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Fucking yo bitch and I take her shopping
She look good, what you buy her
34 pints you know I got the broccoli
Charles Barkley
Going broke nigga's not an option
She do whatever I tell the lil bitch to do
She brang me the profit
You go out yo way
And she break in yo wallet
She calling my phone
I just declined it
I always stress her
You always press her
Talking bout where she been
She trapping for me
And she bought me a bezel

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]
You niggas a fool
Fucking yo bitch
And it's wet like a pool
Giuseppe stepping, skin made of fuel
OG gas bags, cow manure
Sipping on Actavis, oil fuel
The streets is like tug-o-war I got pull
Diamonds pissy shit on you like sewers
Rich nigga, smoother than velour
Must be kidding me cuffing that bitch you a idiot
Can't read between the lines you illiterate
The plug threw the work and I had to deliver it
Throw the money on the floor like I'm littering
You is a fool cause you don't take advice
Don't fuck with the snakes bitch
The rats and the mice
[Ring]
Hello
Can't talk on the phone about prices

[Hook]
 
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