Migos

[fox69]

"Just For Tonight"
(feat. Chris Brown)

"Just For Tonight"
(feat. Chris Brown)



[Intro:]
Just for tonight, oh
Just for tonight, woo

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I want you, you want me
Just for tonight
(Only one night)
Just for tonight
(Just for tonight)
I want you baby (you)
And you want me (me)
Just for tonight
One night (one night, one night)
Yo

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Look at my charm and baby look at my arm (look at it)
You know you the bomb, I'm a call you Saddam (boom)
I don't need your phone number, you coming home
You don't really speak no English baby, where is you from?
Never mind that, hop up in my coupe and let the top back
Just a night to remember, get your recorder and rewind that
Surrounded by bad bitches, baby you the finest
Don't worry about it, it just mean you on Quavo Island
First night, I was styling, I saw you smiling
When I leave the club on four door, I let you be pilot
When I get you to the room you know that I'm a dive in (splash)
On the first night, lil mama going in

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I want you, you want me
Just for tonight
(Only one night)
Just for tonight
(Just for tonight)
I want you baby (you)
And you want me (me)
Just for tonight
One night (one night, one night)
Yo

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
Alright lil mama, lil mama said she want your Takeoff
Keep our jet, private jet taking all me to my lake house
Takeoff ain't no superman, ain't no need to bring that cape out
Givenchy my skin is, Versace my sheets when I lay off
I said don't touch boy, that jersey don't belong to you
Taking a trip to pick up the set is what we known to do
Tried to wet up my Mulsanne but it was bulletproof
With them choppers, no binoculars, we looking for you
Got your bitch on my line, she keep calling me
Feel like my shadow when I'm walking, she keep stalking me
Feel like she working for AT&T, she keep texting me
Lil baby tryna get next to me, rubbing all in my jeans and piece, tryna hit the weed

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I want you, you want me
Just for tonight
(Only one night)
Just for tonight
(Just for tonight)
I want you baby (you)
And you want me (me)
Just for tonight
One night (one night, one night)
Yo

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
Just give me an hour, I'll be the water to your flower
I beat it, I'm killing it, make the pussy devour
Got me all in your walls, I'm tryna knock down the tower
I'm not really involved with buying gifts and the flowers
She see my diamond it dancing, they globing into your water, like top me off
Tried to kiss me, fuck that, and call her again, she lost
It's only for one night cause I know that you not really worth it
If I text you tomorrow you gonna be asking for Birkin
Don't be involved in your feelings cause obsolete bitches hurting
I gots to get me a condom cause I don't want no more garbage
I'm in the Maybach with curtains, she suck me up like a sherbert
We fucking these bitches with the lights on
And we don't fuck under cover

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
I want you, you want me
Just for tonight
(Only one night)
Just for tonight
(Just for tonight)
I want you baby (you)
And you want me (me)
Just for tonight
One night (one night, one night)
Yo

 

[fox69]

"Just Wait On It"

"Just Wait On It"


[Hook: Quavo/Takeoff]
What’s up Migos, when a tape gon' drop?
Just wait on it!
You niggas gon' sign to a major or not?
Just wait on it!
Wanna know Migos is you ever gon' go solo?
Just wait on it!
Just wait on it nigga, stop asking me shit that I don’t know
Just wait on it! [x3]
Just wait on it nigga, stop asking me shit that I don’t know
Just wait on it! [x3]
You niggas gon' sign to a major or not?
Just wait on it!

[Verse 1: Offset]
These labels keep having debates
We put 'em on hold, tell 'em wait (Hold on!)
Asking me questions like "How did I feel when I had to sit down for a 8?"
They bitin' the swag but we killing these rappers
You wanna rob Migo first place (Number 1!)
Put ‘em in a grave, disintegrate (Glaw!)
Blue Benjamins all on my dinner plate
Is Offset ever gonna get on a chorus? (Is he? Huh?)
Just wait on it! (Wait on it!)
I’m your favorite rapper’ favorite
Every rapper bite in, they want a taste of it
There is no secret who really created it
I’m on D block, I feel like I’m Jadakiss
Migos blew up like a terrorist
We murdering tracks and it’s evident

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Quavo]
They want me to sign to your label
Told them to wait and they looked at me crazy
Three M&M's ain’t shit
No way that we signed, we ripped out the paper
We know that you stealing the fucking flow
It's okay because I got the antidote
We pulling the string like a jump rope
We got the rap game in submission, ho
Came up from a pound of midget now I’m riding around in the 750
Pull up to that bando, just me and extensions
Them pans them pot like business is business
Feeling like summer, Infinity
BOW! GLAW! No witnesses
My niggas been playas like Birdman and Trinidad
None of you rappers can fuck with me, bet on me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
So you wanna be in this rap game? (You wanabe?)
First you gotta make a name (TakeOff!)
QC the label they hate on it
The rich niggas too, they gonna wait on it
It’s a new generation, OGs like Temptations
Solid Foundation my Margiela looks Mason
My money Caucasian, my dope is Caucasian
My plug is a Haitian so how am I racist?
Like Nike I’m ‘bout to start checking you niggas
You Kermit the Frog, I’m dissecting you niggas
You sickle cell nigga, I’m sick of you niggas
You taking my swag, I invented you niggas
Call me Einstein, I got the potion
So I know how to get rid of you niggas
DeNada sneakers, Giuseppe sweater
Stop and say I can do this acapella

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Kelly Price"
(feat. Travis Scott)

"Kelly Price"
(feat. Travis Scott)



[Offset:]
Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (skrrt skrrt)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (bling)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs)
She gon' eat this Molly like it's rice (eat it up)
I'mma let that lean flow through my ice (lean lean)
Said she never had a Migo night
I'mma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!)

[Quavo:]
My ice, Klondike, ride around, dough right
Ride around, get right, get rich, good night, oh, good night, you know (good night)
My bitch for real, she honest, won't tell
Popeye's oat meals, Popeye's and oatmeal
She gon' kill (pew pew pew pew pew)
I go through all the cities (yeah)
I'm on a mile a minute
I go a mile a minute (skrrt)
You wanna play violent, let's get it (yeah)
Take me back to the old days
Take me back to my old ways
Lifestyle, yeah the gang way
Way before they called me Sensei
Get robbed in the driveway
Bad bitches they was not here
You were probably watching Garfield
Tunnel vision, and nothing else
Kick door, that's on our face
I done walk in the hallway
Basketball then gunplay (prrr)
Young niggas didn't graduate
You probably think I couldn't make it (I made it)
It's all good God saved me (God)
Now I'm doin' what I wanna
Bentley truck bent the corner (skrrt skrrt, skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
Niggas bite like piranhas
If I gotta put the bag on 'em, I'mma pay 'em all hundreds

[Offset:]
Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (choice of ride yeah)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (gonna bite ya)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah
She gon' eat this Molly like it's rice, yeah
I'mma let that lean flow through my ice
Said she never had a Migo night
I'mma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!)

[Travis Scott:]
Flash, dash (Straight up!)
Treat the Bentley truck like a Jag
Got the red and blues on my ass
Got lethal narcs, lethal darts
My bitch got lethal parts, a lethal heart
All my furniture same color, Molly tan
You wanna go to heaven, grab my hand
(Grab my hand)
She gon' suck me dry until we land (yeah!)
I'mma call ol' squad like what's the plans? (it's lit!)
We been rocking, geeking, going all night (skrrt skrrt)
Treat my Lambo like a Fisher Price, yeah yeah
I can never let her spend the night
Woke up, cocaine all in my hair, thought it was lice, yeah yeah
(Straight up!)

[Quavo:]
Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (choice of ride yeah)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah (yeah)
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (gonna bite ya)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs)
She gon' eat this Molly like it's rice, yeah
I'mma let that lean flow through my ice
Said she never had a Migo night
I'mma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!)

[Takeoff:]
No key push button auto, start my ride
Two piece chicken wing without the fries
If I pop the seal and drink it you gon' drive
If you let me in and I like, I change your life
Back it up back it up back it up alright
We go try something different just for tonight (Try)
Tear the tab and I paid the price (price)
Just take me there I might roll the dice (ah)
With a blindfold I could still whip up a pie (pie)
Never leave and go nowhere without the fire (prrr)
If you cashed out on that Bentley Truck say I (I)
Plus another car that's on my eye

[Offset:]
Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (choice of ride yeah)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (gonna bite ya)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs)
She gon' eat this Molly like it's rice
I'mma let that lean flow through my ice
Said she never had a Migo night
I'mma make her sing like Kelly Price

[Quavo (Travis Scott):]
My choice of ride (my choice of ride)
My choice of ride (my choice of ride)
Yeah yeah
She gon' eat this Molly like it's rice, yeah
I'mma make her sing, sing like Kelly Price yeah (whooo)
(I just can't understand her
I just can't understand her)
She drive, I drive hours, I always drive, I drive for you
I black out, I black out too

 

[fox69]

"Kidding Me"

"Kidding Me"


[Intro: Takeoff & Quavo]
Fuck!
Must be kidding me
Slam my nigga
Nah, nigga don't play with me
Migo!

[Hook]
They say he ran off with the pack, goddamn
They say the plug going out like Nino Brown
They say the nigga that robbed you is in the trap right now
I said I pull up, and start damping at the whole crowd
Nigga better stop playing with me

You know that they taking your style?
It's all on the radio, like right now!
Who the hell said we a one hit wonder?
Migo pockets sloppy like lasagna, nigga stop playing with me

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Who the fuck said QC we ain't on top? Gotta be kidding me
Who the fuck said YRN2 gon' flop? Must be kidding me
The niggas that didn't believe in me
The people that didn't believe in me
Versace, Versace it topped the charts
Now I'm on BET and MTV
Remember back then watching Oprah?
Now I'm on the sofa with Oprah
Louboutins all on her sofa
No strings attached cause these loafers
OG gas pack got the odor
Green like Shrek that's an ogre
Taking my swag and exposure
Pull up to your house and foreclose ya'

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Thought I fucking told you fuck nigga better stop playing with me
Hop out with the dirty stick, the drum, holds infinity
My bitch run down with 50 chickens in an SRT
I ain't make it out of high school, it ain't no shame in me
I'm richer than my teachers, damn I know I bet they mad at me
With yo' red light on, in the bando get it like Krispy Kremes
Hit the pot with the left hook, Quavo-Kareem
You ain't never seen a mountain of snow on that triple beam

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]
All of you niggas you mimic me, you kidding me? Literally
Controlling the block with good quality
Hurricane in the kitchen, a catastrophe
I'm number one you are the niggas after me
Wrapping my bitch up in diamonds from Tiffany's
Everyday a holiday, epiphany
All you pussy niggas talking and bickering
Ya'll don't even make no goddamn sense
Cuffing the same bitch I fucked that's my bitch
Whoosh, pack gone missing
Soon as you touch on my hand it's disappearing instantly
Diamonds on me looking like it's a photo
Guiseppe's and now they walking on komodo
Feelin' like Austin they stealing my mojo
Trapping and capping we selling that yayo

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Lambo Doors"

"Lambo Doors"


[Hook: x2]
Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before
Top floor in condos, pull up wearin' red rose gold
Pourin' lean by the 4, bad bitches at my show
Turn up, turn up, turn up every time you see the Migos

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, Lambo doors, top floor condo
Wearin' red rose gold, fuckin' foreign hoes
Every time you see me, them Feds lookin' where I go
Gotta keep my hand clean, keep a lawyer on my phone
And you know the trap, it be boomin' all night long
And you know it, like Michael Jordan, 23, I'm in my zone
I might go cop official True Religion so I have to take a flight to Hong Kong
I'm walkin' around with a cone, when you see the goon y'all better go home
Steven Spielberg, bring your camera out
VVS shinin' so turn the lights out
We the youngest niggas in the street that everybody be talkin' 'bout
[?], smokin' on the mild

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm in the Lam, she ain't ever seen before
I'm in the 'rari she ain't ever seen before
Turn up when you see the Migos
I got your bitch 'bout to send me her soul
I'm all about the head like a pillow
I got an eskimo in my earlobe
Red VV's 'round my collarbone
Red Actavis in my Styrofoam
Black Lambo, with the butterfly doors
Spaceship UFO, my whip ain't even in the store
I'm in the kitchen water whippin' on the stove
[?] get you where you wanna go
I'm in the backseat coolin' in the Rolls
Shawty mad, couldn't open up the doors
Young nigga try to [?] out the recipe
The money gettin' the best of me
The baking soda is the recipe
When I was broke, [?] rescue me
I know you ain't seen it
Young nigga walkin' with the Louis on the beanie
[?] young nigga schemin'
Had to pull the Lam out, shawty ain't believe me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Oh she bad, but I don't need her
Drop my top, I got Mazi fever
What's that in your long, bad blunt? I'm smokin' on Keisha
What's that in your bottle? Sippin' on lean by the liter
God damn Quavo, you movin' too slow, what the lean go for?
We can chop it up in the bando, I ship a pack anywhere they wanna go
Top floor coolin' in the condo, look out, see the ocean view
Make y'all niggas watch this movie, young nigga actin' like Tom Cruise
I got Louis V on my shoes, I got your mortgage in my jewels
I got a Corvette in my jeans, you broke, you don't know what that means
I'm just a young nigga gettin' trap money, invest it into the rap money
Back then, shawty you were actin' funny, I'm a still smash, you ain't gettin' nothin'

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Lean Like Dis"

"Lean Like Dis"


Two cups, two cups, two cups
Leeaannnn
Yeen neva sip no lean like dis, yeen neva sip no leannn

That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis, you ain't never sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn)
Yeen neva sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn), yeen neva sip no lean like disss (go)
That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Disss (lean) Yeen neva sipped no lean like dis, yeen neva sipped no lean like disss

[Quavo:]
Sippin' on two cup, got my body leanin like fool (like a fool)
Dirty Sprite Dirty Tropicana Dirty Fanta pour it up "what it do??" (So dirty so dirty)
I done po'd bout a 4 and a 20 ounce, shake it up wit the jolly ranchers in dat thang (shake shake it up)
Now I'm leanin like a boomerang, turnt up to the max watch me do my thang
It could be purple, could be yellow (yellow), lookin' at the lean like you's my fellow (my fellow)
I'm addicted to the plug magazine, Have the Codeine, Xan mixed wit lean (Xan mixed wit lean)
Now I'm turnt up to the max, "who the hell is that leanin in the Cadillac??" (lean)
Like I'm ridin' on Proflags, Lean lean lean yeen neva had dat

That dirty sprite (dirty sprite), that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis, you ain't never sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn)
Yeen neva sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn), yeen neva sip no lean like disss (go)
That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis (lean) Yeen neva sipped no lean like dis, yeen neva sipped no lean like disss

(what dis is a 4?? Po' me up)
(Yeen neva sip no lean like dis (act, act, act, act) Yeen neva sip no lean like diss (lean))
I mix dat Xan wit my lean, [?] got green (cash), dat lean made me dream (it do)
Sippin' on lean by the ounces (by the drippy), My crib got its own lean water fountain (lean)
Shawty said "she ain't neva chilled wit some stars" (oh no)
The color car I drive I pop dat color [?]
I get fucked up like Jimi Hendrix, but wit no guitar, I bought my own lot so there's no garage
When them niggas told on my brother that hurt my heart, Them water diamonds in my [?] fake, but it ain't no shark
You might be flexin' but your flexin' is not up to part (catch up!), You might be shinin' but yo diamond don't shine in the dark

That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis, you ain't never sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn)
Yeen neva sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn), yeen neva sip no lean like disss (go)
That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis (lean) Yeen neva sipped no lean like dis, yeen neva sipped no lean like disss

No dirty sprite but dis dat Dirty Fanta
Black nigga, white ice, just call me Panda, slippin on yo pimpin' walkin' on Bananas
Gotcha bitch watching me out my favorite channel, Get his bitch kick ha' out just call her Panna, Sippin' lean throwing money up in platinum
Sippin' lean out the styrofoam, Two foreign bitches rub me like a Saxophone
And the ice filled all way to the top, sippin' on pure codeine straight drop
You know me I be coolin' in the drop, And I'm leanin' like a fool like a wheel that popped (I'm leanin')
I get the lean in a baby bottle (bottle), hit the club and fuck a model (A model)
I'm leanin' like a fool

That dirty sprite (dirty sprite), that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis, you ain't never sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn)
Yeen neva sip no lean like dis (leeaannnnn), yeen neva sip no lean like disss (go)
That dirty sprite (dirty sprite) , that dirty fanta (dat dirty fanta), dirty tropicana (tropicana)
Like Dis (lean) Yeen neva sipped no lean like dis, yeen neva sipped no lean like disss

 

[fox69]

"Life So Hard"

"Life So Hard"


[Quavo:]
You told me to give it up my nigga
Now you wanna' hop on the bus my nigga
You see me ballin' now you finna' rush my nigga
I'm feelin like Hammer, can't touch my nigga
Real niggas made the trap house bump my nigga
That's what I call Trap Funk my nigga
Looking like a young James Brown in the kitchen
We all like Bobby, everybody loves Whitney
Came in the game, can't trust these bitches
But everybody wanna' fall in love with these bitches
Run from on the north, take a hoe and make a million
Make a basic bitch feel like Hillary Clinton
Let's talk about the rapper swagger jagger niggas
Put the powder on my hand so I can smack a nigga
I had powder on my hand before the rapping nigga
On the north turned the bando to a mansion nigga
Million dollar cash in the duffel
Million dollar man got muscle
It's a whole pound in the plastic
Gotta' pay for fore' you snatch it
Grandmama died, momma cried a million times
Pistol Pete died, still cried a million times
Life paid off all these hard ass years
Money don't change, but the money change bills

Hey, it was so hard (life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (life was so hard)
It was so hard (life was so hard)
Fuck, life was so hard (life was so hard)

[Takeoff:]
Life was so hard I prayed to God
Shit went good everyday nigga I had it hard
Quit sprinting out the crib running from tear drops to the cars
I have been through the jungle and forest, came out with no scar
Remember the day at momma house sleep
Quavo woke me up in my sleep
Had one Jordan on his feet
We tripping, looking out for the police
He said not only did I lose my shoe, lost my ID
Take you back about a year ago, trapping it at the bando
Way before niggas begin using the Migos flow
When my pockets was hurting I had to kick a door
Or found a way to get benjamins was the motto
I go to sleep, I was dreaming about hitting the lotto
Wake up in reality, he gotta get every dollar
You told me to give it up, but watch how you gone' follow
Niggas that talking they gone' holla
Brush the dirt off my collar
Get back to the guala
Yea niggas, still jugg season (you forgot)
Errbody' know we got no label (independent nigga)
We came in as young rich niggas
One man down but nobody can replace him (Offset)
I don't fear nobody, only my creator (God)
Ain't no pray to nobody only my savior
I don't fuck with none of you niggas cause' you fugazy
Life's hard life is whatever you make it

[Quavo:]
Hey, it was so hard (life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (life was so hard)
It was so hard (life was so hard)
Fuck, life was so hard (life was so hard)

 

[fox69]

"Look At My Dab"

"Look At My Dab"


[Intro: Quavo]
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

[Hook: Quavo]
Look at my dab, dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Look at my dab

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Look at my dab, everybody sayin' dab
Trap niggas on the map, trap niggas like to dab
Trap niggas in the bowl, trap niggas on the stove
Trap niggas worldwide, play with the pie with no eyes
Dabbin' goin' in the dictionary, birds sangin' just like Mary Mary
The bricks got wings like the tooth fairy, pinky ring yellow canary
Touch down on the pack and I run it like Barry
Migo like Ed, Edd and Eddy
You mad 'bout your hoe but that's petty
Spray the chopper like confetti
Look at my dab, got me feelin' like I'm Fab
Look at my dab, spreadin' dab across the map
I'm dabbin' when I walk up in the trap
I look at the pot, I'm like "get in there!"
I play with the water need swimwear
Look at my dab, get in there!

[Hook: Quavo]
Look at my dab, dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Look at my dab

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Get in there, get in there
Got me dabbin', Yung Rich Nation gear
Lookin' like I'm not from around here
Young nigga dabbin' out the atmosphere
You niggas still sayin' swag
My niggas switched it up we call it dab
Step out with a light dab I call it a jab
Michael Jordan I'm perfecting my craft
No money counter, count it up with my hands
Young nigga, I can show you how to do math
Sippin' on drank, I pour up some muddy
My nigga not tryin' to remember my past
Don't come to my hood if you ain't got a pass
Eat up the dab like linguini and crab
Mr. McMahon, I fire you and your staff
Watchin' you niggas dabbin' made me laugh
Dabbin' is a way of fashion, touchdown like I'm Takeoff McFadden
Call a play like I'm Takeoff John Madden
Should get a platinum plaque from all this dabbin'
You niggas should get a Grammy, the way you actin'
Enough of that swag I put it in a casket
Look at my dab, yo bitch droppin' her panties
I feel fantastic, immaculate dabbin'
Stay off my grass, call me Takeoff Stanley

[Hook: Quavo]
Look at my dab, dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Look at my dab, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Get in there, get in there, bitch dab
Look at my dab

[Outro: Takeoff]
So now niggas dabbin'
Before it was swaggin'
Nigga thinkin' that it's just a dance
When dabbin' is a way of fashion
See I'm tryin' to teach y'all the rules and regulations
Cause there's a lot of niggas out here perpetrating
No temptations, Migos sensation
Seen a lot of faces, why not make a Young Rich Nation

 

[fox69]

"M&M's"

"M&M's"


[Intro]
Real Deal M
Young rich nigga
Migos
Young rich nigga
Real Deal M
Go Go Go Go

[Hook]
M's nigga (M)
Want them M's nigga (Real Deal M)
Got some niggas in the hood
They got M's nigga
M's nigga (M)
Want them M's nigga (Real Deal M)
Yo rich nigga ain't got no deal
I want them M's nigga
M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M
M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M
M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M
M&M M&M M&M M&M M&M

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Walking around with them M&M's (Young rich nigga)
Snake nigga in the grass
Young nigga you need to get rid of him
Came from the bottom (Bottom)
Now I've got gualla (Cash)
I'm trapping and capping
I'm cooking that fix with no flowers
My plug live in Mongolia
Finessing in Cambodia
Got Iggy Azalea in the kitchen
And she make it from Australia (Go whip whip)
My teacher always told me
Quavo you gon be a failure
I seen her yesterday
And put her number in my cellular (Lets go)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
M&M M&M M&M's
Ain't talking about candy (Ain't talking about candy)
The work come in on a boat
So big it look like the Titanic (Damn)
My niggas they selling Mariah
So they strapped up with that cannon (White)
Nigga we business
I'm with the rich fuck the famous
Son you can have it (I'd rather be rich)
Fuck nigga I walk in the club with my Ruger
I flex with ice on my medusa
These niggas be ducking and dodging
When they see me
They stealing my swag
Cause they want to be with QC
Angelina Pitt Jolie
I'm beatin the pot like Muhammad Ali
Feeling like president Lincoln and Malcolm X
They tryna assassinate me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]
Money the mulla
Medusa maneuver
A Ruger for pussy intruders
I'm smoking on gas like hookah
We fought for the top
Throwing bows like we Luda
I remember the day
When we would jugg at computers
My bitch in Bermuda
These haters be starting up so many rumors
Finessing a country ass nigga in Newnan
I'm sitting the down as you niggas are viewing
QC the label got money on the table
Top floor condo got to use the elevator
Trappers be biting just like it's a gator
Leaving them holes in a nigga like vega
I'm the talk of the talk
Interviews by Fader
Thanking the Lord for my Ends in my Prayers
I'm a young black nigga with all white neighbors
I stay in a Mansion with Forty Acres

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Made It"

"Made It"


[Intro - Takeoff:]
I still got the key
We still got the streets on lock man what the fuck wrong with these niggas man
Thought a nigga was slipping man
We never fall off man c'mon man you know that shit man
Migos!

[Hook - Peewee Longway:]
Drug money went and spent it at the lot (drug money!)
Put them forgies on that bitch so it can squat
Told my teacher imma grow up slangin' pot
Hundred bands i rubber band that shit a knot
They say I wouldn't make it
My momma said nigga be patient I trap out a vacant
They say I wouldn't make it [x2]
My momma said nigga be patient I trap out a vacant
They say I wouldn't make it [x2]

[Verse 1 - Rich The Kid:]
I pull up in audi and rari im shittin' on niggas and bitches that said I wouldn't make it
The fuck wrong with niggas that talkin' 'bout me
I pull up in V
Li-li-livin like diddy I'm covered in gold
I run with a tool
I come in your house
Fuckin yo' bitch on the couch
Stickin' this dick in her mouth!
My diamonds they hit like rocky these haters they copy my pockets is sloppy
I'm whippin and workin the stove you stuffin' the dope up your nose
You broke as a bitch with no clothes my rolly it come with a roll
I'm smashin' and passin' that bitch
You fell in love with a ho!

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Zed Zilla:]
I take this kush blunt and face it
Doublin' my cup I'm 'bout to pour up and I wanna take straight medication
Them bitches was hatin' they said i wouldn't make it
These lyin' hoes they get information
From everyday niggas that [?] they probably trap right out your vacant
Full of the drugs I'm strapped up
Guess what I'm still on probation
Her head is good as fuck thats why you see her she give head in rotation
My wrist just lit the fuck up
My bitch she thinkin' she asian
Flip the pack then fuck her right up cause nigga shit I got no patience
My nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Shy Glizzy:]
Glizzy glizzy bitch
I got 30 on my wrist
Drove all the way Atlanta with that 30 on my hip
They want 30 for a show? I want 30 for a brick
I'm a young rich nigga we ain't living too different
Put them F's all on my hip
Threw them F's all on my whip
Teacher gave me all F's cause I was flexin' in that bitch!
Young Jefe got that weight these skinny niggas need a lift
Chapo called me from the payphone told me go and get them bricks

[Hook]