Migos

[fox69]

"Phone Line"
(with Rich The Kid)

"Phone Line"
(with Rich The Kid)



Phone line
All these dam bitches on my phone line
I just called rich on the phone line
Tellem` we need a brick on the drug line

Thats my phone line (phone line)
All these dam bitches hit my phone line (bitches)
Callin` up rich on the phone line
Say we need 50 chicks on the drug line

Baby
Call me
50
I got chicken
Bitches whippin` the dope
Stickin` the dick in the dope
Pull up in ghost
Right when it come off the boat
Trap house is boomin` and bunkin`
Young nigga im stackin the paper
Sippin on laker
Passin your bitch hot potato
I live in a mansion i dont got no neighbors
Bitches be stalkin the plug
He stuffin` the plane
He fly the bricks to new orleans
Feels go the be rich
Young nigga i come from the bricks
Flexin` finessen`with tricks
Back then i wass broke
Momma said rich we cannot get no cable
Im countin the m&m s blessed with the
Benjamin QC the label

[Hook]

Hello
Who is this
Talkin bout offset he
Got dem bricks
Actin dumb
I might need everest
Actavis i dont do
[?] they heard that im ballin`
These bitches be callin`
Im stallin`
Im at the top and im not fallin
The choppa be clappin` im not from
New orleans
I heard that ou work for them people
I had to delete you
My niggas defeat you
I talk to you niggas like preahers
I need 50k for a feature
All of these rapers they [?]
You up in detention offset is the theacher
I got a bitch named victoria
She gon finess you
Lets keep that secret
I dont talk on the phone
Dont hit me up talkin` bout you want zones
Dont hit me up talkin` bout put you on
Who the fuck callin` me number unkown
All of these rappers
Dezz niggas gon clone
You think about migo when yo make a song
You gon make me have to put out that crome
Im aimin im shootin off your georga dome

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pipe It Up"
(feat. 2 Chainz & Young Jeezy)
("Streets On Lock 4" Version)

"Pipe It Up"
(feat. 2 Chainz & Young Jeezy)
("Streets On Lock 4" Version)



[Quavo:]
'Know whatchua'll doin?
But I'm piped up
See that boy right there?
He piped up
See that girl right there?
She piped up

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

[2 Chainz:]
Mike take some money and throw it
Might take your bitch and ignore her
I go to the club in Balenciagas, I fuck your bitch in some Jordans
Turn the hotel to the titty bar, get there drunk at the mini bar
I just bought a line of Actavis, I just pay like 300 for it
Alright I'm a focus on the pipe, my bro was on the white I will make him play, Rodney White
I will make him play, Julio, my trap pow where the studio
Process of elimination, this a real nigga invitation
This a real bitch conversation, drop the top for some ventilation
Yeah, my flow is hotter than an inmate on the conjugal visit
Tuggin' and kissin', one of these hoes ain't seen in a minute
I'm smokin' weed in the Emmys, I pop a pill in the Grammys
I be a live in Miami, just like I live in Miami

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

[Jeezy:]
Look, pipe that bitch up
Them bottles they light up my section
Just look at these haters (what they doin'?)
They lookin' off in my direction
Movin' my hood, bitch, I've been a boss
Weigh up the 9, said Aninia Ross
Buss' it up, cook it up, get it off
What you do with the rest, that's so and salt
They play with the sack, they gon' get the pipe
Then they gon' pull up and hit the lights
Hop out that bitch like I'm doughboy
125, that's a 4 boy
You piped up, then I piped her down
I'm a lil' wet, but, she gon' wipe me down
Ballin' like Birde above the rim
I rolled down the top like sun slip
I made the team, nigga, fuck the coach
Them niggas you made man you hate the most
Jack got 'em in, they fresh off the boat
Saw 2 of them bitches then bought a rope
Bentley GT doing drive-bys
Pocket G4 doing fly-bys
Church in these streets
Ya'll best tighten up
How much you drop when you pipe it up?

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

[Quavo:]
Quavo!
Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up (Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up)
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
She was a basic bitch til I piped her up
I'm just doing my dab, I called it the pipe it up
They know that I'm having blue Benjamin's
They know I'm on top of the pyramid
They know I'm a go down in Guinness
All this dab a nigga drippin'
Piped up in the city
Piped up with yo bitches
Piped up in Givenchy
Piped up new edition
When a nigga start talking shit, gotta pipe up the ammunition
Your bitch walkin' around piped up
When she see me, she blowin' kisses
Feelin' like Aladdin, Quavo the genie
I grant your ho three wishes
You know I do magic, Quavo Houdini
I touch the pack and get it missin'

[Takeoff:]
Broke niggas still saying "turn it up!"
All my young rich niggas screaming out "pipe it up!"
Benjamins old they extinct like a dinosaur
Look at yo diamonds, yo diamonds ain't bright enough
I send the work to get used in a catapult
Play with the dope in the snow like a hockey puck
Pipe it up, pipe it up, no Roddy Piper
They biting the flow nigga but the Migos got the title
So now niggas dabbing, don't know how it happen
I been touchdown on you niggas ask Madden
Don't forget bitch I'm the dab daddy
In stores now YRN fashion (Yung Rich Nation!)
Pipe it up, bitch it's gon' be the new anthem
I come through swervin in a black Panamera
Pull out the camo when you see me Christian Louboutin, hopping out that's an animal
Now remember, fore we made this song, nobody said pipe it up
Next thing we dropping, we gon' fuck em up, have everybody screaming pipe it up
Pipe it up in the club while I'm on drugs
A nigga fucking up the furniture
Shoot a money ball like Steve Kerr
Pipe it up, I get them pints on reserve (Actavis)

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

Pipe it up [x8]
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

 

[fox69]

"Pipe It Up"
("Yung Rich Nation" Version)

"Pipe It Up"
("Yung Rich Nation" Version)



[Chorus x2 - Quavo:]
Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up
Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up
I walk in the club just to pipe it up
She was a basic bitch til I piped her up
I'm just doing my dab, I called it the pipe it up
They know that I'm having blue Benjamin's
They know I'm on top of the pyramid
They know I'm a go down in Guinness
All this dab a nigga drippinG
Piped up in the city
Piped up with yo bitches
Piped up in Givenchy
Piped up new edition
When a nigga start talking shit, gotta pipe up the ammunition
Your bitch walking around piped up
When she see me, she blowing kisses
Feeling like Aladdin, Quavo the genie
I grant your ho three wishes
You know I do magic, Quavo Houdini
I touch the pack and get it missing

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
Broke niggas still saying turn it up
All my young rich niggas screaming out pipe it up
Benjamins old they extinct like a dinosaur
Look at yo diamonds, yo diamonds ain't bright enough
I send the work to get used in a catapult
Play with the dope in the snow like a hockey puck
Pipe it up, pipe it up, no Roddy Piper
They biting the flow nigga but the Migos got the title
So now niggas dabbing, don't know how it happen
I been touchdown on you niggas ask Madden
Don't forget bitch I'm the dab daddy
In stores now YRN fabric
Pipe it up, bitch it's gong be the new anthem
I come through swerving in a black Panarama
Pull out the camo when you see me
Christian Louboutin, hopping out that's an animal
Now remember, fore we made this song, nobody said pipe it up
Next thing we dropping, we gon fuck em up
Have everybody screaming pipe it up
Pipe it up in the club while I'm on drugs
A nigga fucking up the furniture
Shoot a money ball like Steve Kerr
Pipe it up, I get them pints on reserve

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Plan B"

"Plan B"


[Hook - Quavo:]
I gave a bitch a Plan B (Open your mouth)
‘Cause she was my plan B (Side bitch)
I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here)
She a real trapper in the streets
My niggas don’t mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My niggas don’t mean it)
Cookie bag and a Percocet, that’s what applied to me (I’m geeking)
The dab is not a sneeze (Dab)
I fuck her once, then she leave (Smash)
She only got her fucking keys; I give her phone down the street

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Eat it up - busy bees
Stevie Wonder, play with keys
I told my plug, “Yadda mean,”
That mean, “Come on, with them things,”
I put the work ‘cross seas
Feel like I play with Kareem
I walk around with the nin’
Hundred thousand for the team
I woke up ‘cause I had a dream
I shot at nigga in the spleen
Two niggas looking like Kel and Ken’
Your favorite cousin, dope fiends
I was going on a mission
But I swapped out my hoe for that
Young nigga talking business
Tell that nigga I ain’t here for that
Migo Gang like the Thundercats
And I’m trapping out a Hellcat
Pussy nigga, you a lab rat
Bitch, my diamonds doing jumping jacks
Pull up, gave a Phantom heart attack
Hoe nigga, where your heart is at?
We quick to send ‘em to the cardiac
Cookies and Perc’ – that’s the starter pack
Go to the jeweler; want all of that
Ball on my court, nigga, can’t get the ball back
I be where the money fall at
I take the pot and beat it with a ball bat
You ain’t own it, Where you rent it at?
If it ain’t broke I ain’t fixing that
I put the dope in the trunk
I put the extras in the kitty-cat

[Hook - Quavo:]
I gave a bitch a Plan B (Open your mouth)
‘Cause she was my plan B (Side bitch)
I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here)
She a real trapper in the streets
My niggas don’t mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My niggas don’t mean it)
Cookie bag and a Percocet, that’s what applied to me (I’m geeking)
The dab is not a sneeze (Dab)
I fuck her once, then she leave (Smash)
She only got her fucking keys; I give her phone down the street

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Fuck on me, then fuck my brother
Just because she’s your bitch, you don’t trust her
These bitches really trying to come up
Damn, she trapped you, you nutted up
When you went to work, I had picked her up
She said she want to kick it on the bus
Fucking and sucking up all of us
You know how we do; we just slaughtered her
My jeweler made me look like Slick the Ruler
My bitches booshie, walking with a poodle
When I was little, thought bitches had cooties
Now that I’m grown, got a brick in her coochie
Finesse the plug; I hit him with the whoop-de-whoo
Finessed him right out his shoe
I got some boot in my Margiela boots
Bitches running ‘round my mansion in nude
Bitches stick to me like Gorilla Glue
Smoking on cookies did somebody poo?
You niggas is suckers; you a roody-poo
YRN 2, ball alert, got the news
Sipping on Actavis, like it’s a brew
(Aye, Boaw!) Who shot at you?
Yes we can fuck, is your friend fucking too?
(Ooh, Boaw!) I’m killing her too
Plan B, you can fuck her for free
Make sure that shit don’t get back to wifey
Skeet on her cheek, fuck her one time a week
Get a Plan B, ‘cause I know I was geeked
Fucking this bitch, went to sleep
I got to get this bitch a Plan B
She fucking that nigga, that nigga, then me
I just want that mouth, ‘cause I know it’s on fleek!

[Hook - Quavo:]
I gave a bitch a Plan B (Open your mouth)
‘Cause she was my plan B (Side bitch)
I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here)
She a real trapper in the streets
My niggas don’t mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My niggas don’t mean it)
Cookie bag and a Percocet, that’s what applied to me (I’m geeking)
The dab is not a sneeze (Dab)
I fuck her once, then she leave (Smash)
She only got her fucking keys; I give her phone down the street

 

[fox69]

"Playa Playa"

"Playa Playa"


[Hook - Takeoff:]
I can take you places you ain't never been
You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan
Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant
I can turn you to an American citizen
Courtside Staples watching Lakers
Big mansion, no neighbours
Bitch go back to watching basic cable
If she thinking she can play a player
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon')
Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never)
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon)
That bitch she think that she gon' play a player

[Verse 1 - Takeoff:]
(Takeoff)
See one thing you can't do is you can't play a player
I done did everything that you did, and I've been everywhere
She riding on Toyota, have you ever been on a Lear?
A California foreign baby, something you can barely steer
Wait hold up, that's something you can't afford
You say you want that [?], well I can lease that Porsche of course
Take her to the mall, shutdown her favorite store
Have her walking out with bags, she don't wanna shop no more
Damn, Dolce Gabbana's, Alexander McQueen, she want red bottoms
This bitch she say she want her hair just like Rihanna's
And she know daddy money longer then Rapunzel
My diamond stones cause she say she want a stoner
The way I kick it shawty thought I was a punter
Try to play me like I'm crazy, make me think that she famous
But I got one question baby, how the fuck you thinking that you gon' play a player?

[Hook - Takeoff:]
I can take you places you ain't never been
You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan
Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant
I can turn you to an American citizen
Courtside Staples watching Lakers
Big mansion, no neighbours
Bitch go back to watching basic cable
If she thinking she can play a player
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon')
Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never)
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon')
That bitch she think that she gon' play a player

[Verse 2 - Quavo:]
No she can not play me like a Playstation
Pull up and I drop her off Atlantic Station
You know I don't want nothing but some penetration
So hit me later, tell me what's the situation
You know It's nothing
She said she never been to Atlanta now she coming
Flying from a foreign country, trying to get into something
Really she don't know nothing, can't play a player
Baby girl I want you on the northside, welcome to my world
Then why the hell she so mad then
She ain't got nothing but a little back end
She hop in the front of the Bentley coupe
And she give me brain that's frontin'
Her phone ring, she hop out my Bentley like her grandmama was calling
I ain't seen her since then, and she still keep calling
Can't play a player
They say she got a man, keep her shopping out on Rodeo
I'm a let him do it, I ain't gonna spoil her, I'm a player
No not gon' sell no dream, this ain't no fairy tale
They say that you cuffing her, nigga you working for 12

[Hook - Takeoff:]
I can take you places you ain't never been
You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan
Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant
I can turn you to an American citizen
Courtside Staples watching Lakers
Big mansion, no neighbours
Bitch go back to watching basic cable
If she thinking she can play a player
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon')
Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never)
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon)
That bitch she think that she gon' play a player

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
I'm a player, bitches calling me Bill Bellamy
She want my formula, can't give away my recipe
Italy, Hawaii, Beverly, it don't even matter to me
I'm on the road every day, somebody come call for me
The rings, the chains, the bezels, you ain't even on my level
Gotta fit you in my busy schedule
I can help you get your life together, I'm flyer than a feather
In any weather, I'm a player
We can swap these bitches out nigga and trade them
I've never been the cuffing type, I'm no lifesaver
I put a hole in your nigga, he like a bagel
I'm on the molly calling Scotty like I'm Fabo
You not a J-Lo, you a OK ho
Shut the fuck up before I beat it on my table
Number one rule of the Players Club
Never cuff a bitch that one of your partners done hit

[Hook - Takeoff:]
I can take you places you ain't never been
You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan
Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant
I can turn you to an American citizen
Courtside Staples watching Lakers
Big mansion, no neighbours
Bitch go back to watching basic cable
If she thinking she can play a player
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon')
Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never)
Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon)
That bitch she think that she gon' play a player

 

[fox69]

"Plug Talk"

"Plug Talk"


[Hook:]
I talked to Pedro, Pedro told me talk to Neno
Neno he been jugging he got everything illegal
And Neno he dont know that Pedro told me about the kilos
If i ever catch him slipping bet i take all his burritos
I called Neno up and said i want a half a brick Plug Talk
Walking ATM bitch you can't front me shit
Pick me up on the block at 6 o'clock make then birds flock
What the Fuck there go 12

Ahh shit look at this [What the fuck]
This nigga Neno tried to hit a fucking lick
Thought i was sleep
He think he slick
Had to hit'em with that FN lil bitty bitch
Look at you now
All on the ground
Where is yo chain where is yo work gimme it now
Looking around watching for 12
Loyalty over royalty my nigga won't tell gas bags call em shell
38 revolver catching shells
I'm not leaving no evidence shooting out witnesses even yo manager
Take out the cameras
Nigga try and catch me slipping flip em like a spatula
I tried to get in with Neno but Neno he told me i had the Monifah
About him and his Señorita
Tripping and took a trip to Argentina

[Hook]

Pedro hit my phone say he ready
About to touchdown on some pea good gas unleaded
They say the plug in the jungle with machete
And Takeoff with the choppa Offset the Mac 11
Flippa go get the pound, fuck nigga done move better lay it down
Its a MM lick lil bitch if we hit this shit we gone be rich
I take a look under the sofa
Its a key to a brand new Rova
Offset went and search when he came back he a 100 bricks
Now that's what i call successful you niggas is peasants
My bitch is so bad she came from MS universe beauty pageant
You talk about shit that I'v done
You can go off yo macromatic
Look at me now counting my millions in Migos mansion

[Hook]

See me and Rico related
They heard that I'm trapping out vacant
These heathers the come from the 80's
My OG all my money is ancient
Im on a mission like a agent
Ducked off in the bushes be patient
The plug across the whole nation
Got Hessian, Jamaican and Asian
Serving the J's to White Caucasian
Back in the day selling knicks on the pavement
Distorting you niggas nigga make a payment
Send my hitta's on the block and tell em to take em
This nigga Neno really think he is slick
30 clip left a nigga in a ditch
My nigga pedro got a young nigga rich
And every story he tell is legit

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pop That"

"Pop That"


Oooh, this for my bad bitches cross the country
You know it's about that time right?
Time to pop it nasty!

[Hook:]
The way she shake that ass, she make me wanna make a million babies
The way she shake that ass, she make me wanna make a million babies
The way she shake that ass, she make me wanna make a million babies
The way she shake that ass, she make me wanna make a million babies
Pop that, pop it, pop that, pop it, pop that, pop that booty
Pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that booty
Ball, pop it, ball pop it, ball pop it, pop that booty
Ball, ball, ball, ball pop that booty
Pop it

[Quavo:]
Quavo wanna see you pop it nasty
Lil mama so thick, look like Kim Kardashian
But no I'm not wifing, young nigga passin'
She making Impala at the 4th of July
She know I got millions, no need to lie
Tattoo on her booty is a butterfly
I bet when she make it pop, it's gonna fly
Soda pop booty, she poppin' her booty like popcorn, and it's wobblin'
Wanna take her home, when I get in the room, when I get the pussy, I'm a dive in it
She make me wanna have a million babies, when she poppin' the booty, hop-scotchin' it
I reach in my pocket, I slap her on the ass, told her she better not stop poppin' it
Everybody know that she a cutie
You keep spendin' money, she make you foolish
But look at me, Young Quavo, I'm a do it
She poppin' it on me, she make me lose it
I run out of cash, hit the ATM
I'm livin' my life like the game of Sims
She stump the booty on me like a pair of Timbs
I end up leavin' the club at 6 AM

[Hook]

[Takeoff:]
Freaky deaky, pussy drippin', leakin'
White girls, I got jungle fever
Her booty jumpin', every beat out the speaker
Hit her one time, then I leave with the leader
Run around, jump up and down like a pogo
I brought the camera, we might make a porno
I had to pop her up, my game for a makeover
Private jet to LA, we don't do layovers
Piercings in her nipple, piercings in her dimple, pop it like a pimple
She nasty, bet you didn't know her daddy a pastor, laughter
She in my trap while she poppin' the castle
Speed it up, then she go slow
Grippin' that pussy, do the tootsie roll
She go harder than the concrete
Italian tailor, Givenchey
Money longer than a bungy
All this damn gold like a treasury
Lick on me like I am licorice
Burkin bag, she an expensive bitch
She ratchet, she still got the kinky twist
Pop it, pop it, in my Bentley bitch

[Hook]

[Offset:]
The way that she suckin it, I might be taking it
Breaking it but no relationship
Bigger booty, no big booty Judy
Her pussy wet when she get on that percocet
She looked at my hand, saw it full of bands
Put a little bit, bitch pop that
I'm throwin' cash, cash, all niggas see is ass
It must be an ass attack
Do you want some of these old hundreds baby?
I'm talkin' older than Thundercats
She shakin', she know her ass fat
Got me thinkin' where is her momma at
All the bitches starin' at you in the club
Cause they know that you be poppin' that
She breakin' it, makin' the club shake
She done gave her old man a heart attack

She shakin' like she care, look in the mirror
No ass shots, her booty real
She poppin' her nigga no Activis here
Bad bitches tell me how you feel
All my rich niggas stand in the mirror
Mirror, mirror, it's a million here
Migo chain lookin' like chandeliers
Shakin that ass like it's fast and furious

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pound Cake (Freestyle)"

"Pound Cake (Freestyle)"


[Intro]

[Hook:]
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
Pussy nigga, we made it
Pussy nigga, we made it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
They thought I wouldn't make it
Thought I wouldn't make it
Pussy nigga, we made it
Pussy nigga, we made it

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
The Audi, Bugatti, Ferrari, the Masi
The Bentley, the Fisker, the Jag, the Rover
With a bad bitch like Hova
My wrist it be spinning and spinning like it got a motor
Fifty bricks in the Toyota, trapping off the motorola!
Through this same time, it was last year
Migo gang still with the top, Migo gang
Niggas wasn't fucking with me
Now they wanna fuck with me
Cause they see on tv in that Versace
I know that they hate it, I know that they hate it
I know that they praying we won't make it
Momma told me, "Son, you gon be the greatest
And you know that you gon always have haters."
16 stuffing zips in my windbreaker
Hanging with the OGs and the killers
Then that windbreaker turned to a chinchilla
No limit money nigga like I signed with Percy Miller
Whippin it, whippin that Hitler then hop in that Fisker

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]
It was all a dream like Biggy
Grind hard, committed, Migo gang lieutenant
Lost a lot, now we winning
From the Hondas to Bentleys
First of all I wanna say... fuck the feds
Wanna see a nigga locked up or dead
Straight up out the county, straight to the fortune
Remember back in the day broke on the porches
Smokin gas, sipping mud, driving in them Porsches
Now we traveling the world like a fucking orbit
Thousand dollars pair Giuseppes, no more rocking Jordans
Fully loaded Rolex for my son, Jordan
Now he looking up to daddy like my daddy important
Rolls Royce or the Maybach, that's boss choices
Get this shit like I'm Chuck "Offset" Norris
Rasputia my pockets they fat, don't mistake me for Norbit
WHOA!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Ever since day 1, had to juug some
Momma told me, 'better not run into these houses son"
What you mean ma? We gotta keep the lights on
She said, "Quavo you might run into the wrong one"
It was 2 years ago, it feel like it was yesterday
Task force around my house looking for a case
Turning on the channel news then I see my face
Turn myself in cause I know my lawyer beat the case
Then we dropped Bando, hoes go loco
How dare a nigga ever disrespect the Migos
Could see that hater look in the eyes, the way we hit em by surprise
Cause we blowing up like inner tube tires
Now look at my life rocking the ice, rocking the mic
Now my hoes a different color, looking like Mike & Ike
Damn right I changed my life
I hope I motivated young niggas to get their money right
Now this is for the people let em know that we some young rich niggas
Now this is for the people let em know that we got way more than one hit single
GONE!
Young Rich Niggas 2...
It's a blessing...
From us to you...

 

[fox69]

"Pour Out The Seal"

"Pour Out The Seal"


[Hook: Quavo]
We pour out the seal, we pour out the seal
I ran out of lean, I need a refill
We pour out the seal, we pour out the seal
I might call Pedro, I might call Phil
We pour out the seal, we pour out the seal
I ran out of lean, I need a refill
We pour out the seal, we pour out the seal
I might call Pedro, I might call Phil

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I'm drinking on this Actavis, my diamonds are immaculate
In the kitchen and I spilled the work, I made an accident
Kush smell like [?] my wrist retarded
Pull up in the party, wearing a carbon
You lookin' like you starving, my team we eating
20 bandz on my rollie and my wrist is speeding
Got Versace like a jungle my goons is hunters
And my momma said don't fuck with [?] stay away from ya
All these baby bottles and no toddlers in my house
And my nigga keep that Razorback like Arkansas
Lil mama mixed with black and white I call her Mickey Mouse
I'm trapping out the bando pull up at a leanhouse

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
That actavis, I'm smoking on cannabis
Lean, lean, lean, that's my medicine
My perfection of finnessing is excellent
Versace Versace Medusa my jacket no Letterman
I'm drinking on lean by the liter
You drink margaritas and sip on tequila
I call up the plug for the [?] in Spain I'm taking trips don't need Visa
[?] Tila Tequila
I'm walking with cash no Visa
I pour out the seal, I drink it for real, I do it you niggas pretenders
You niggas send message subliminals
The Audi, the Mazi you rented 'em
Dropping in Florida State I'm a seminar
Feds got my handcuffs on like a criminal
Lean, lean that's all I need promethazine codeine
Pull that chopper out he want to violent [?] the king

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pretty Little Lady"

"Pretty Little Lady"


[Chorus - Quavo:]
Pretty lil lady, lil lady
I tried to put her on but she already made it
Pretty lil lady, lil lady
And she got her own, she don't need a nigga paper
Little lady, you're so pretty
Pretty lil lady, you're so pretty
Pretty lil lady and she got her own
Pretty lil lady you know she got her own

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Pretty lady, she got her own Mercedes
And she single, she thick and grown with no babies
I really wanna take little mama home and go crazy
But she won't let me, I can't do nothing but respect it
She know the work from Monday through Thursday she earned it
She don't care about my money, I sip my tea like Kermit
She don't care bout them hunnids she pull em out the purses
Yo bitch I'm the dab king I fuck her like a virgin?
She say she got a 9-5 I know that bitch serving
It's none of my business I ain't worry
But if you got a nigga and you working for him
I'm a shoot that nigga, Quavo Stephen Curry

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Handle your business don't put me in it
I know the truth you not innocent
She got excited by my Louboutins
Hop in my Lambo fuck her, we don't speak again
She didn't know I was a rapper
Pick up the front and back in every weekend
Gotta tell the truth shawty be dabbing
Pull up on you in the jagger with Aston
Her stomach so fat like she fasting
Look at that ass it's fantastic
Go get that money lil bitty bi**h go get it
Now hop on that pole and get nasty
She won't let you smash let you spin in it
It gotta be some type of benefit
Oh fuck it I don't really need that bi**h
She a bad bi**h, she ain't really shit
I beat it, I hit her but I can not keep one
We at the condo she smoking the reefer
Some of you lie she a beater
Nasty and know little mama in the fetal
Balenciega, alligator sneakers
I trapped on the block, hotter than a fever
I know she working she is not a keeper
She fucking all these nigga's with monifa

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I know little mama she got it, no doubt about it
But I'm trying to see bout it
Pulling Benjamin's out her wallet
Looking real exotic, walking in Zanotti damn!
Big booty so big it's shaped, look like an apple ooh!
She bending over bouta make me get tackled
Wanna go to... let her see the castle
Grab bout 28 folds you gon need a ladder ooh!
We smoking up cookies burning like a candle gas
Asked her where she's from she told me Seattle
Mama live in California, said her brother doing 5 years in Savannah
Got a condo down in Alabama
She gon let me pull up be my nasty dancer beat it!
TV's in my phantom can change the channels flex
Looking up to the sky cause it's panoramic
I fuck with her pimping cause she really getting it fuck with ya
No Felicia, lil mama run up a ticket add it up
Dabbin might pull up to you in Givenchy damn!
Pretty lil lady, know she independent
You beat the statistics you got you a car and a house
So I can't take you out of the trenches, nah!
Ain't gotta add me for none of my benji's
You bout ya riches and you mind your business
Takeoff!

[Chorus]