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Migos Feat. Gucci Mane – CC Lyrics




(Intro: Gucci Mane)
Huh?
Huncho, Gato

(Chorus: Quavo)
Bad b**ch know something (know something)
Give her that money, go blow something (blow it)
She want a rack til’ I pop something (rack)
She want a trick, I’m not one (not one)
Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr)
She wanna text me the addie (text it)
They know we having it (woo)
Drums to the face, closed casket
The pot look greasy
Suck me up, she please me
Chanel like CC (CC)
Upgrade a b**ch from bb (bb)
If she money, she go get it (go get it)
All of her friends, they go with her (yuh)
She keep up them bands with no ni**a (racks)
She keep up them bands with no ni**a (hey)

(Verse 1: Quavo)
She see blue faces, it’s no explanation (no no)
Can you make this paper all across the nation? (whoa yeah)
Told her just be patient, I’m gon’ make you famous
If yo’ ni**a want beef, treat it like it’s angus (bow)
Eat it up
Little bit of dick, get nasty
I gotta tip her (here)
I got a pretty girl, low-key classy
I gotta flip her (flip her)
I ain’t here for no pictures (nah)
Put Huncho in the middle (Huncho!)
Young ni**a popping them bands (woo)
Like Marshawn popping them Skittles (hey)
Young ni**a got a big green truck
Looking like Riddler Riddler
What b**ch name with the mean suck?
Damn, I can’t even remember (damn)
Money fall, yeah, timber (Timber!)
Ice on in the winter (ice)
Put the plug in the blender
Then, he showed up for dinner (that’s cold)

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 2: Gucci Mane)
I suppose, propose, to show off my rollie in rows
This goes, them hoes, we OC, outta control
f**k the folks and the border patrol, coast guard, free all of the bros
We the goats, who want some smoke cuz’ we set all of the smokes
We got lows, my 66′ spokes, they look like dinner rolls
I hit my coupe, now it’s a centerfold
Multi-million, but I gigolo
My portfolio say I sold plenty coke
Wop!

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 3: Offset)
(Offset!)
Applying the pressure for mo’ millions
The bricks come from Japan and Korea
I done made 2.5 on my Nokia
He got kidnapped after that sh*t too real
Bad b**ch, she walking with Chanel on her feet
Litty got her titties done, now she on fleek
Plain Jane rolling with the bust AP
I make the thottie meet me at the grand marquee
Playing for keeps, gotta move it lowkey
She trying to f**k, she in heat
Yeah, she gotta f**k by the three (smashed)
Tip toeing back door and creep (back-do)
I don’t know no tricks, but I treat (trick)
I told her to suck with a beat
Put Emerald sets in my links
24 karat my sink

(Verse 4: Takeoff)
175 for the mink
Turn the housewife to a freak
And I got the ice on fleek
Chanel double down, CC
He’ll tell you, it’s a price on me (he’ll tell you)
Ran off, made your life on me
No gun, pull a knife on me
Back back, get your wife off me
On sight with me, my diamonds fight with me
Can’t clone, we on
Fly like drones, they biting me (rrrr)
A sight to see, this gas tank on E
North Pole, wrist on freeze
Wait til’ my dawg get free

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

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Migos Feat. Drake – Walk It Talk It Lyrics




(Intro)
Yeah, yeah
Whoa, hold on (OG Parker)
Uh

(Chorus: Quavo)
Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)
Walk it, like I talk it
Walk it, walk it Like I talk it (woo!)
Walk it, like I talk it (yeah!)
Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)
Walk it, like I talk it
Walk it, walk it Like I talk it (woo!)
Walk it, like I talk it (hey!)
Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)
Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)
Walk it, like I talk it
Walk it, walk it Like I talk it (woo!)
Walk it, like I talk it (talk it)
Walk it, like I talk it (ayy!)
Walk it, like I talk it
Walk it, walk it (woo)
Like I talk it (yeah!)

(Verse 1: Quavo)
Take my shoes and walk a mile
Something that you can’t do (woo, hey!)
Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves!)
I like to walk around With my chain loose (chain, chain!)
She just bought a new ass But got the same boobs (same boobs!)
Whipping up dope, scientist (whip it up, whip it up)
(Cook it up, cook it up) (Skrrt-Skrrt!)
That’s my sauce, where you find it?
(That’s my sauce) (Look it up, look it up, find it)
Adding up checks, no minus
(Add it up, add it up, add it up) (Add it up, yeah)
Get your “respek” in diamonds (ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
I bought a ‘Plain Jane’ Rollie
These ni**as bought they fame (woo!)
I bet my back got scoliosis ’cause I swerve the lane (skrrt!)
Heard you signed your life, for that brand new chain (I heard) Think it came with stripes, but you ain’t straight with the gang (Gang, gang!)

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 2: Drake)
Aye! I gotta stay in my zone
Say that we been beefing, dog
But you on your own!
First night, she gon’ let me f**k ‘Cause we grown
I hit her, gave her back
To the city, she home! (she at home now!)
That was that
So I can’t be beefing with no wack ni**a, got no backbone
Heard you living in a mansion In all your raps though
But your sh*t look like the trap on this Google Maps, though
We been brothers since Versace bando, whoa
Name ringing Like a Migo trap phone, whoa
Used to be with Vashtie at Santo’s
That’s on Tommy Campbell’s
We live like ‘Sopranos’
And I-

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 3: Offset)
ni**as pocket watching (watching!)
I want that thot This that ‘ménage (which one?)
I bought a franchise To double up the profits (franchise!)
We make a land slide Chopper get the popping (landslide!)
Eliott got me rocky
Blow a socket, chicken teriyaki
Take off, rocket Keep ’em in pocket
Water gon’ lock it
Quadruple the profit! (profit!)
I walk like walk (hey!)
Talk like I talk (whoa)
Rush in my vault Know they catching assaults Brrt!
I put a lab in my loft (lab)
She cook up, and jab with the folk (jab)
By the pair, I got karats that choke (by the pair)
By the pair, I got karats each load (by the pair)
Private life, private jets ’round the globe (private life)
Hit a b**ch, hit a lick with the ‘cho (hey!)

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 4: Takeoff)
Watch it buck, no man walking (Hanging)
Walk it, like I talk it
That’s my bro, he know the lingo (lingo)
Ain’t no ‘walkie-talkie’ (no)
This some, “You know, why don’t we know?” (we know?)
Hold out on that coffee
Smoke the Cookie, get the coughing
Drop dead fresh, I need a coffin
Balling, something we do often (ball)
Take the pot and I’m splashing up, dolphin (splash)
Take the .9 and go buy me a faucet (nine)
Walking like I talk A ni**a done bought it (uh)
I play the coach, so I gotta call it (call it)
Up in the sh*ts, some ni**as just dormant (sh*ts)
F**king a bih, and that’s not a problem (a problem)
I get a rebound, then tuck in my Spalding (ball)

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

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Listen Drake and Migos New Song – “Walk It Talk It”


Drake came through for Migos on their new single “Walk It Talk It” off Culture II.

The album is now out and Drake is among a all-star lineup on the guest list that also includes, Big Sean, Nicki Minaj, Gucci Mane, 21 Savage, Post Malone, Cardi B, and more. The 6 God has been breaking streaming records all week so naturally fans are already gravitating towards this single “Walk It Talk It.” The track was produced by Kanye West, Kevin Federline, and Southside.

“Aye! I gotta stay in my zone / Say that we been beefing, dog / But you on your own! / First night, she gon’ let me f**k ‘Cause we grown / I hit her, gave her back,” Drake raps while Quavo did the chorus. Each of the Migos rappers came through with a verse.

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Migos – Higher We Go (Intro) Lyrics


(Chorus)
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the….

(Verse 1)
I’ma put these racks in your face
In your face, show you that you lame
I’ma stash these M’s at my place
In my place, but no I’m not the bank
I’ma pull that coupe out the race
Who wanna race? We livin’ the fast pace
I’ma put these hoes out on chase
Hit these hoes, get them right out my face
I’ma pull the strap close case
Hit a n*gg* hard send him dat way
I’ma put the gang on your plate (gimme the plate)
You can’t eat off my plate (no eatin’)
Mount it up like the horse on Rari’s (Skrr)
Beat that pop like ortishia
Two feet running from the feds (yeah)
All these n*gg*s lookin like they scared (Yeah, pussy)
Lock a f*ck n*gg* like these dreads (yeah)
Pick a n*gg* up for that bread (Yeah)
We can go there if you want to
I’ll come down if you want to
Load up the rims if you want to
Hop out see what you gon do
We can go there if you want to
I’ll come down if you want to
Load up on the rims if you want to
Hop out gotta see what you gon do
We don’t play with dem lil boys out here naw naw naw (Don’t play)
Big boy bosses all in my seminar
Big boy wraith had them b*tch*s seein’ stars stars (Wraith)
Stunt me out I don’t need no rims on cars
It’s okay
Icing
Icing glaze (Icing glaze)
I don’t take breaks
Shit, wana go blaze? (Blaze)
What’s yo’ page
Sliding on in like snakes

(Chorus)
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

(Verse 2)
The higher you go, went through the most
We get to fly, you float
No Malone, but I post
Migos, you know we the goats
We breaking bread, call it loaf
I shoot at that boy, then reload
Walk in the trap in the soul
My jewelry looking froze
Snatch your soul
Come to the north, then we snatch your gold
I had to set up the plug the other day, boy, he was taxing folks
I do it for culture
Bigger than Oprah, Mayweather 50-0
Culture

(Chorus)
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

(Verse 3)
(Offset!)
150 choking
Flooded my wrist, it’s soaking
Split up the waters like Moses
I done put furs on loafers
Rolls Royce nightmare, I’m a ghost
Let’s have a codeine toast
N*gg*s ain’t getting no stain on me
Don’t trip, don’t trip, my gang with me
Come to the , stop playing with me
Bricks on bricks, it’s raining keys
N*gg*s can’t hang with me
Lame in the deal, they restrain from me
Bust on the plane, Philipe
She bought me a Wraith, unique
You thots want to f*ck in heat
A million, I bring home a week
She a little beast, f*ck around looking for the keys
Got to trap the zzzs
Please keep the cap for me
Count up the rack, proceed
First see what I got, then leave

(Chorus)
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

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Migos – “Notice Me” Lyrics (Feat. Post Malone)


(Intro)
Good job First

(Chorus: Post Malone)
Got your hole in me
I put it slow in me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I put it slow on me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

(Bridge: Quavo)
Hulla
I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna grind, grind, grind on her
I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Cannot vibe, vibe, vibe on it
Find five, five, five on it
Get live, yeah

(Verse 1: Takeoff)
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a b**ch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Been through her show, pick up my currency (back it)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace!)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took us home, make her come work for me (b**ch!)
Keep the Draco case in emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city
Sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, ni**as that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them ni**as on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now they wanna get paid for it, they got us a blessing to see (naw, for real)
Don’t charge ’em on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

(Repeat Chorus: Post Malone)

(Repeat Bridge: Quavo)

(Verse 2: Offset)
I told that b**ch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposing me (skrt, skrt)
A lot of these rappers getting old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishing, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Bunch of the money, we tryna get fitted (went to the mind)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five b**ches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these ni**as be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

(Repeat Chorus: Post Malone)

(Repeat Bridge: Quavo)

(Outro: Quavo)
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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