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Migos - Made Men

Migos - Made Men

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Made Men | Lyrics |


***Takeoff***
That Boy Cass...
Hello, world, hi...
I would like to welcome you to the Migos show, y'know...
It's a day of life, my life, of course...

***Takeoff***
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit be paid for (cash)

***Takeoff***
All my niggas made for it (all 'em)
All my niggas made for it (everyone)
Not Toby, but we slave for it (not Toby)
No Kunta Kinte, but we slave for it (no Kunta Kinte)
I waited some days for it (days)
Secure the bag, my niggas, they spray for it...
Supply a sea of Ac', think I got a taste for it...
She bad, but I already smashed, so she get ignored (smashed)
These b*tches open heart, they quick to open doors...
On my G5 I can soar, I like to explore (explore)
Havin' trouble pick a outfit that I haven't worn...
Havin' everything in store and got plenty more (plenty)
All my niggas made for it (made), process board (process)
All my niggas came forward (came), takin' charge (takin')
All my niggas paid for (paid), no debit card...
Think I might go cop the Wraith since I stay with stars...

***Takeoff***
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit be paid for (cash)

***Quavo***
Yeah, yeah, today was a good day (aye)
Dropped my top ridin' down the highway (skrt skrt)
I don't see no 12, ain't gotta drive straight (naw)
So I'm hoggin' up the lane 'cause my bills paid (yeah)
And my momma's (momma) and my sister's (sister's)
Niggas made for it (yeah), can't knock my hustle (naw)
I done slaved for it (slaved), look at my muscles (muscles)
MVP the whole game, Quavo Russell (Russell)
No, do not touch 'em (don't touch 'em), I'ma have to bust you (bow bow)
I cannot trust you, I cannot love you (nope)
If you ain't my brother that came from the struggle (aye)
Must not be made for it, I'ma have to cut you (ain't made)

***Takeoff***
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit be paid for (cash)

***Offset***
Thank God for blessings, gotta pray more (God)
Hop in the Wraith of course, I grind like skateboard (Wraith)
Lambo truck, I tour drippin' in Tom Ford (tourin')
"How did you come in the game?", I came with the gang, of course (how?)
We get ya fired to flames, turn ya to smores (fire)
All aboard, load up the bricks on the Ford (bricks)
I bought a tiger to roar (tiger), we 'bout to body a store (body)
Soak my wrist for sure (soak), love all my fans to the core...
I put my kids in Dior (kids), I put my momma on resorts (momma)
We catch the bricks and deport 'em, missin' the plug, he got deported (woo)
I'm on the block for a day (block), I pray I don't go back to stay (pray)
I told her my kids come stay (come on), she got my kids on her face (hey)

***Takeoff***
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry...
'Cause all that shit be paid for (cash)

***Takeoff***
Cars, jewelry, house, everything paid for...
I got niggas still tryna beat a case, boy...
Don't you come around that nawf 'cause it ain't safe, boy...
Got my niggas from the nawf, but you don't play, boy...


| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Made Men | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Made Men"
Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Made Men
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
2 Chainz - Too Playa (Feat. Migos)

2 Chainz - Too Playa (Feat. Migos)

| Lirik Lagu | 2 Chainz - Too Playa (Feat. Migos) | Lyrics |


***Quavo***
Yeah DJ Durel, DJ Durel...
The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean?
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?
I got this man on the saxophone...
You know what I mean, he blowin' them keys...
You know we keep keys, the right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture shit together...
It's like a new wave, generation way...
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo...

***Quavo***
She fuck with the gang (gang), she fuck with the team...
She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean (yeah)
She got little perky breasts (perky), I put a little ice on the flex...
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah...
Don't look at that skeleton too long, might drown (swim, swim)
My nigga got felonies, let him out right now (woo, ay)
I'm in Miami like a Zoe Pound (yeah yeah)
Call up Zoey Dolla, jet ski, water clowns...
Wrist spendin' tabs, finna spaz, finna spaz...
Niggas spendin' fast (spinnin'), 150 cash, 50 cash...
Yeah, large (yeah), y'all nigga talk too hard (talk, talk)
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (chop)
Fish bowl same size as fish tank, yeah (yeah)
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (yeah)
My bitch way badder than his bitch, yeah (fo sho)
We too playa (yeah), we too, we too playa (playa)

***Quavo***
Yeah, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa (clean)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), yeah, we too playa (playa)
Woo, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa...
Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah...
All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah...
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah...
We too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***2 Chainz***
Yeah, 2 Chainz...
Playaz Circle was my first squad, but you already knew that...
Nigga claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that...
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat...
Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same...
100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a nigga like a spiritual...
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal...
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark...
Black Patek Philippe, motherfuckers like Armor-All...
Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall...
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall (shittin')
Shittin' on niggas subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy (yeah)
Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she'll pay cash, no penalty...

***Quavo***
Marble all my floors, blue strip all my rolls...
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain't sold...
I like it straight, that mean ain't gotta debate...
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face...
The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz Tate...
I won't even let you film a nigga without seein' tape...
Yeah, that's my brother, work, but I gotta play harder...
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah...
My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah...
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah...
We too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***Takeoff***
I am a player (player) and no, I ain't playing fair (no)
Swear they shakin' like some dreads (shakin')
Oh, that mean we got 'em scared (scared)
Look up at your man's head (look)
Tell me what color that dot is (what?)
Dot on his head is red (red)
Get popped for some shit that your brother did...
I love my mama, never change up on her...
So I gotta let his mama live (mama)
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner...
Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield)
Came in the game and was independent...
They was screamin' out that we ain't got a deal (fuck a deal)
Said I ain't playin', this the face I make...
When I call my plug and he ain't got a sell...
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I'm outta here (outta here)
Open the door and then got in there (got in there)
Quiet, I pick up the silencer, shoot it up to the analogist...
Ballin', but they keep callin' us (ball)
And ain't no stoppin' us (no), try to see the apocalypse...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah...
We too playa (playa, playa), yeah we too playa (playa, playa)

***Offset***
New Moncler, throwin' salt on a playa (salt)
Save the salt for the snails (salt) or the rocks in my ear (rocks)
Put you in the Bentley (skrrt), brand new Selena (Selena)
She a bad bitch, I seen her (bad), I'm flooded, call FEMA
I do it the best (best), I am too playa to stress (playa)
Drip like the mayor, more or less...
I like your bitch, I caress (I like her)
Dry down the stick nigga, hush (hush)
Codeine syrup a must (a must)
Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith)
He sweet, he keep holdin' nuts (sweet)
Your bitch is a throwaway mutt...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. 2 Chainz - Too Playa | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu 2 Chainz - Too Playa"
Penyanyi: Migos & 2 Chainz
Judul Lagu: Too Playa
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Too Playa (Feat. 2 Chainz)

Migos - Too Playa (Feat. 2 Chainz)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Too Playa (Feat. 2 Chainz) | Lyrics |


***Quavo***
Yeah DJ Durel, DJ Durel...
The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean?
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?
I got this man on the saxophone...
You know what I mean, he blowin' them keys...
You know we keep keys, the right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture shit together...
It's like a new wave, generation way...
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo...

***Quavo***
She fuck with the gang (gang), she fuck with the team...
She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean (yeah)
She got little perky breasts (perky), I put a little ice on the flex...
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah...
Don't look at that skeleton too long, might drown (swim, swim)
My nigga got felonies, let him out right now (woo, ay)
I'm in Miami like a Zoe Pound (yeah yeah)
Call up Zoey Dolla, jet ski, water clowns...
Wrist spendin' tabs, finna spaz, finna spaz...
Niggas spendin' fast (spinnin'), 150 cash, 50 cash...
Yeah, large (yeah), y'all nigga talk too hard (talk, talk)
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (chop)
Fish bowl same size as fish tank, yeah (yeah)
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (yeah)
My bitch way badder than his bitch, yeah (fo sho)
We too playa (yeah), we too, we too playa (playa)

***Quavo***
Yeah, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa (clean)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), yeah, we too playa (playa)
Woo, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa...
Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah...
All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah...
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah...
We too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***2 Chainz***
Yeah, 2 Chainz...
Playaz Circle was my first squad, but you already knew that...
Nigga claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that...
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat...
Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same...
100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a nigga like a spiritual...
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal...
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark...
Black Patek Philippe, motherfuckers like Armor-All...
Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall...
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall (shittin')
Shittin' on niggas subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy (yeah)
Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she'll pay cash, no penalty...

***Quavo***
Marble all my floors, blue strip all my rolls...
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain't sold...
I like it straight, that mean ain't gotta debate...
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face...
The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz Tate...
I won't even let you film a nigga without seein' tape...
Yeah, that's my brother, work, but I gotta play harder...
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah...
My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah...
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah...
We too playa, yeah, we too playa...

***Takeoff***
I am a player (player) and no, I ain't playing fair (no)
Swear they shakin' like some dreads (shakin')
Oh, that mean we got 'em scared (scared)
Look up at your man's head (look)
Tell me what color that dot is (what?)
Dot on his head is red (red)
Get popped for some shit that your brother did...
I love my mama, never change up on her...
So I gotta let his mama live (mama)
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner...
Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield)
Came in the game and was independent...
They was screamin' out that we ain't got a deal (fuck a deal)
Said I ain't playin', this the face I make...
When I call my plug and he ain't got a sell...
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I'm outta here (outta here)
Open the door and then got in there (got in there)
Quiet, I pick up the silencer, shoot it up to the analogist...
Ballin', but they keep callin' us (ball)
And ain't no stoppin' us (no), try to see the apocalypse...

***Quavo***
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah...
We too playa (playa, playa), yeah we too playa (playa, playa)

***Offset***
New Moncler, throwin' salt on a playa (salt)
Save the salt for the snails (salt) or the rocks in my ear (rocks)
Put you in the Bentley (skrrt), brand new Selena (Selena)
She a bad bitch, I seen her (bad), I'm flooded, call FEMA
I do it the best (best), I am too playa to stress (playa)
Drip like the mayor, more or less...
I like your bitch, I caress (I like her)
Dry down the stick nigga, hush (hush)
Codeine syrup a must (a must)
Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith)
He sweet, he keep holdin' nuts (sweet)
Your bitch is a throwaway mutt...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. 2 Chainz - Too Playa | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Too Playa"
Penyanyi: Migos & 2 Chainz
Judul Lagu: Too Playa
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Post Malone - Notice Me (Feat. Migos)

Post Malone - Notice Me (Feat. Migos)

| Lirik Lagu | Post Malone - Notice Me (Feat. Migos) | Lyrics |


***
Good job First...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Takeoff***
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin' like Jodeci...
I tip a b*tch just 'cause of my courtesy (tippin')
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy ('Sace!)
Rappers be talkin', think they hurtin' me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (b*tch!)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin' 'round the city, sippin' a tea, packin' the heat, niggas that lookin' for me (lookin' for)
Comin' up watchin' them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I'm the one, gettin' paid for it, thank God, it's a blessin' to see (naw, for real)
Doin' shows, I'm on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Offset***
I told that b*tch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I'm exposin' me (skrt, skrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin' old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin', 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*tches (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 niggas be lyin' about loyalty (lyin')
Get on my knees, prayin' to God to cover me...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Quavo***
Nawfside, yeah...
Can we ride, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

| Lirik Lagu | Post Malone Feat. Migos - Notice Me | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Post Malone - Notice Me"
Penyanyi: Post Malone & Migos
Judul Lagu: Notice Me
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Notice Me (Feat. Post Malone)

Migos - Notice Me (Feat. Post Malone)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Notice Me (Feat. Post Malone) | Lyrics |


***
Good job First...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Takeoff***
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin' like Jodeci...
I tip a bitch just 'cause of my courtesy (tippin')
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy ('Sace!)
Rappers be talkin', think they hurtin' me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch!)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin' 'round the city, sippin' a tea, packin' the heat, niggas that lookin' for me (lookin' for)
Comin' up watchin' them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I'm the one, gettin' paid for it, thank God, it's a blessin' to see (naw, for real)
Doin' shows, I'm on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Offset***
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I'm exposin' me (skrt, skrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin' old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin', 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 bitches (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 niggas be lyin' about loyalty (lyin')
Get on my knees, prayin' to God to cover me...

***Post Malone***
Got your ho with me...
I pull her slowly...
Saint Laurent on both 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 on both my feet...
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me...

***Quavo***
Ayy...
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...
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it...
Get live, yeah...

***Quavo***
Nawfside, yeah...
Can we ride, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. Post Malone - Notice Me | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Notice Me"
Penyanyi: Migos & Post Malone
Judul Lagu: Notice Me
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Work Hard

Migos - Work Hard

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Work Hard | Lyrics |


***
Dun Deal on the Track...

***Quavo***
Dropped out of school, I didn't graduate (oh no)
But I still got the M's on my plate (oh, oh yeah)
Mama ain't really have a good job (oh no, mama)
But now she ain't never gotta have no job (no, no)
'Cause I work hard for mine yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard, oh yeah)

***Quavo***
When I go hard anything goes (hard)
Walk in with the chains Quavo Django (chains)
I-85 on the Ban jee (skrrt skrrt)
Had to park it 4 by 4 Mercedes Jeep...
Wide body check (wide), wide body check (yeah)
Answer all the calls (yeah), cause it might be the check (brr)
We will never fall (yeah), as long as on the head (yeah)
Called my best dog just to ship out all the meds...
I'ma handle all business (yeah), I'ma handle all business (for real)
I'ma take care my mama (mama), and if I ever have children (woo)
Lord knows Lord willing (God), Can't go back to the system (nah)
If I ever get a feelin' (uh), I'ma hide all the millions (woo)
Park the Benz and the Bentley (woo), designer belt game, Fendi (designer)
Put ya bitch in the blender (splash), now she think she work the milly (M&Ms)
Y'all niggas too silly (ha), these niggas too envy (jealous)
Take 'em back to beginnin' (back), Gang gang been winnin' (woo, gang)

***Quavo***
Dropped out of school, I didn't graduate (you know I didn't graduate)
But I still got the M's on my plate (the M&M way)
Mama ain't really have a good job (let's have a field day)
But now she ain't never gotta have no job (No way, no way, no way)
'Cause I work hard for mine, yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard)

***Takeoff***
When I go hard I play hardcore (hard)
And I got that white, ain't talkin' chalk board (white)
Count it...
That's the sound of Benjs, made my thumb sore...
Pull up and get pressed (pressed), laser on the TEC (TEC)
Diamonds drippin' wet (wet), you just got finessed (finessed)
When I say I'm fresh, don't need no stylist to get dressed (no)
Heard he asked for smoke, don't need the game to get you pressed...
I'ma serve 'em with the TEC (brr) and it's the gang fuck the rest (fuck 'em)
I get the bag make it stretch (stretch) and none of my niggas ain't going for that...
My niggas up now but you say you next, look and then see what's the catch...
All my dogs but we don't do fetch (nah), unless I put some on ya head (Takeoff)

***Quavo***
Dropped out of school I didn't graduate (you know I didn't graduate)
But I still got the M's on my plate (the M&M way)
Mama ain't really have a good job (let's have a field day)
But now she ain't never gotta have no job (No way, no way, no way)
'Cause I work hard for mine, yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard)

***Offset***
(Offset!) Worked hard bought my mom a third car (work, work)
Left my heart in my grandma graveyard (grandma, hey)
I'm in the Blues Clues, Bentley Avatar (Blues Clues)
Ain't no flaw, board on the jet eatin' Caviar (no flaw)
Nascar, drivin' it fast like a Nascar (skrrt skrrt)
This not a Jaguar, I'm with the remix and bath salts (remix)
We see what your stash about (stash), dope in the cabin route (hey!)
Feel like I'm passin' out (whew) but they keep the cash en route (racks)
I got my kids to feed, they think that I'm Hercules (think that I'm Superman)
I don't got no time to sleep, I gotta subscribe to be (I cannot sleep)
Open your eyes and see a hunnid mil lottery (woo, woo)
I put my hood on my back 'cause I know they depend on me (facts)

***Quavo***
Dropped out of school, I didn't graduate (you know I didn't graduate)
But I still got the M's on my plate (the M&M way)
Mama ain't really have a good job (let's have a field day)
But now she ain't never gotta have no job (No way, no way, no way)
'Cause I work hard for mine yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard)

***Quavo***
Work hard, work hard, work hard...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Work Hard | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Work Hard"
Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Work Hard
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Movin' Too Fast

Migos - Movin' Too Fast

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Movin' Too Fast | Lyrics |


***Offset***
I put the streets on beats (streets), I been geeked all week (geek)
I go to sleep, I don't eat (sleep), cross-eyed, make a nigga go weak (uh)
Yeah, gas tank on E, yeah but the safe on full (full)
Yeah, got the heart of a lion (huh), yeah head's on like a bull (bull)
Nigga talk real fast (huh) till I got the cash, and I ran past (racks)
Ooh, grandma on my ass tellin' me, "Boy, you movin' too fast" (grandma, ayy)
Cash deposits, get the kicks just to match the watches (woo)
Hit the gas and harrass the ‘rari, diamonds bitin', this glass is water...

***Offset***
Came in the game, tryin' to aim for the best...
Chain for the gang, ain't bought this shit (gang bang)
Everybody 'round me sellin' cold bricks (freeze)
We let it fly with the fire with no kick (brrr)
I don't wanna unify with no clique (who?)
Thirty plus a .45 on my wrist...
42 on the dial, that's a big shield (yeah)
Livin' life, wanna vibe with my b*tch...
500K to the council, come ride with the wave, but I'm handsome...
Givin' back to the face of the planet (givin' back)
Then I bust out a chain with a [?] (bust out)
Ain't shit basic, baby, ain't bout to feed you fugazi, baby...
You're from the nawf side baby, you're f*ckin' with a big dog, all-star, baby...
My heart is so numb, I cannot cry, I don't got feelings (no)
Up to par and I'm on fire and I got millions...
Smokin' on cookie it end up in ashes with all my niggas (smokin' on cookie)
I'm only f*ckin' with gang 'cause I cannot f*ck with these niggas (gang)

***Offset***
I put the streets on beats, I been geeked all week (geek)
I go to sleep, I don't eat (sleep), cross-eyed, make a nigga go weak (uh)
Yeah, gas tank on E but the safe on full (full)
Yeah, got the heart of a lion, yeah head's on like a bull (bull)
Nigga talk real fast till I got the cash, and I ran past (racks)
Ooh, grandma on my ass tellin' me, "Boy, you movin' too fast" (grandma, ayy)
Cash deposits, get the kicks just to match the watches...
Hit the gas and harass the 'rari, diamonds bitin', this glass is water...

***Takeoff***
The streets on beast (beast), I'ma put the streets on me (streets on me)
She suck me to sleep (sleep), told her don't put your teeth on me...
Ridin' 'round in a Range, ain't worried 'bout a thing, anything on me...
Switch lanes with your main thing, I been with the gang, in the lair all week (skkrt)
I got the dogs with me and I'm a let 'em off the leash...
She keep callin' me (call) 'cause the sheets on leak (drip, splash)
Ain't shit basic baby, ain't 'bout to feed you for free...
Ain't no fugazi, baby, no these diamonds ain't cheap (hell nah)

***Offset***
I put the streets on beats, I been geeked all week (geek)
I go to sleep, I don't eat (sleep), cross-eyed, make a nigga weak (uh)
Yeah gas tank on E but the safe on full (full)
Yeah, got the heart of a lion, yeah head's on like a bull...
Nigga talk real fast till I got the cash, hundred round racks (racks)
Ooh, grandma on my ass tellin' me, "Boy, you movin' too fast" (grandma)
Cash deposits, get the kicks just to match the watches...
Hit the gas and harass the 'rari, diamonds bitin', this glass is water...

***Quavo***
Beat on my chest, beast, Huncho, King Kong (beast beast)
You singin' 'bout the bando, Nat King Cole (Nat King Cole)
Solitaires, bounce, diamonds ping-pong (ping-pong)
Make you wrist trap and hit the ringtone...
Grandma, got weak, she flew straight home (grandma)
Now we count all of the blessings thrown (count em', count 'em)
Big boy ice, all in the necklace, froze...
Pause, but I put all of my besties on...
Lookin' like a lion on the streets, lookin' like a lion 'bout to feast (feast)
Pop one he'll go beast (pop one), represent the "land of the free" (free)
But some of my niggas in the cell (cell), so I don't even know what that mean (no)
I bet nigga vouch for me, till all mini dots go green...
Huncho...

***Offset***
I put the streets on beats (street), I been geeked all week (geek)
I go to sleep, I don't eat (sleep), cross-eyed, make a nigga weak (uh)
Yeah gas tank on E but the safe on full (full)
Yeah, got the heart of a lion, yeah head's on like a bull...
Nigga talk real fast till I got the cash, hundred round racks (racks)
Ooh, grandma on my ass tellin' me, "Boy, you movin' too fast" (grandma)
Cash deposits, get the kicks just to match the watches...
Hit the gas and harass the 'rari, diamonds bitin', this glass is water...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Movin' Too Fast | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Movin' Too Fast"
Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Movin' Too Fast
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Open It Up

Migos - Open It Up

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Open It Up | Lyrics |


***
Shoutout to Cardo...
Shoutout to Cardo...
Cardo got wings...

***Quavo***
Woo, woo, woo, coupe with the wings (brrr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings, yeah)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it count money in my dreams (yeah)

***Quavo***
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...

***Quavo***
Mr. Miyagi, tats on my body (yeah)
Racks up the party (uh), facts say I got it (yeah)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrrt skrrt), crashed the Bugatti (skrrt)
QC murder ain't no Gotti (QC), shh, don't tell nobody (ayy)
We ain't tryna rob, that's just how we mob (mobbin')
Leave that to the blocks (leave it), money to the stars (Yoda)
Blessings came from God (woo), had to beat the odds (beat it)
Young nigga workin' hard (workin'), pull yo card (pull it)
In that pot, first one makin' noise (in that, skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt)
Boulevard, slide with my boys (uh, skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt)
Met Gala, dripped on the red carpet, so my ice on the runway (yeah)
Elliot did the pave, Johnny Dang did my ice tray (yeah)

***Quavo***
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...

***Takeoff***
Open it up, open it, open it, double cup feelin' the opium...
It's AK in the cut, my niggas totin' it (brrr), we ain't tryna look appropriate (nah)
Don't show up and look at me wrong, I'm blowin' it...
You tryna plot and we knowin' it (knowin' it)
Throw it with, I shoot a pistol then throw it (throw it)
My niggas shoot "Without Warning" (brrr)
6 o'clock in the mornin' (mornin'), phone ringin', it's annoyin' (brrr)
I ain't been to sleep, tourin' (tourin') and I got a late performance (late)
You're funny, call you Martin Lawrence, you 12, so issue a warrant (12)
All this ice on me, it's stormin' (ice), cookie at night, she gone by the mornin' (gone)

***Quavo***
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (hey)

***Offset***
Try to get the formula, iced out all of us (ice)
Bricks from the cornerback, gone for a hundred packs
Fire me a 50 and I ran with 200 racks (ran)
And I ain't ever plan on comin' back (nah)
Got the 16 year old shooter pack (brr)
Get back, .40 push your noodle back (get that)
Diamonds on me, took the Rick Ruler back (Slick the Ruler)
Gotti god, I'm fallin' for the booby trap (booby trap)
Stretch out the dope like it's athletic (dope)
Then I asked the bitch, "Is your mouth ready?" (dope)
You got a nigga drip on your wedding crate (drip)
Better keep it over there to keep it copasetic (hey)
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I'ma threat 'em (nah)
He don't want no smoke, and I'm down to battle (smoke)
25 bricks and they all edible (bricks), I'm the big dog on a high pedestal (hey)
Bo-legged coupe (coupe), mil' in the roof (mils), bitch got the juice (juice)
I know you feel me, masseuse (you feel)
You rock me, I kill you a truce (I kill you)
Big porno's on my neck, Bruce Bruce (big porno's)
Grave digger of the Nawf on you (grave digger)
You too cute, gimme mouth through your loop (too cute)
Better watch yo bitch, she want the cooler (hey, hey)

***Quavo***
Woo, woo woo...
Coupe with the wings (brrr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings, yeah)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it count money in my dreams (yeah)

***Quavo***
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, open it up...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump...
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump...
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk...
| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Open It Up | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Open It Up"
Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Open It Up
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018
Migos - Beast

Migos - Beast

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Beast | Lyrics |


***Baka***
Murda on tha beat so it's not nice...

***Quavo***
Beast, she a lil, she a lil beast (yeah)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beast)
She a lil beast (yeah), love to walk around on fleek
I call that CC, she a lil, she a lil beast (CC)
Know she gon' need me, I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)
She a lil beast (yeah), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)

***Quavo***
She walk with models, and all the bottles...
And she a robber for, for gold bottles...
And she fuck for dollars, and designer collars...
And for more followers, she a gobbler (yeah)

***Quavo***
Drop that pen (drop it)
Put it in, navi and we can link (Navi and Link)
I fuck her friends (friends)
She a lil, she a lil beast (she a lil beast)
Park it, pull up on east (skrrt)
Get straightenin' just for me (straightenin')
He a lil beast (woo)
My chopper, he a lil beast (baow, baow)
I can put a cook in a window...
We're gon' smell it (cookie, cookie)
Nigga got big boy stain on the block...
It ain't know tellin' (ain't know tellin')
I guess I got away a lot...
'Cause I ain't no felon (I ain't no felon)
He a lil beast (yeah)
Matter of fact, we a lil beast (Migos)
Eat it up, eat it up, feast (eat it up)
Eat it up, eat it up, feast (eat it up)
Patek Philippe (Patek)
Nigga lifestyle ain't cheap (lifestyle)
We a lil beast...
We a lil, we a lil beast (yeah)
We a lil beast (hey)
We a lil (woo), we a lil beast (yeah)

***Offset***
Offset...
Shawty on fleek...
Bartier Cardi put the Wraith on me (Wraith)
When I seen the Patek on her arm, got weak (ooh)
Beat it up, beat it, Ortiz (beat it)
She a lil freak (freak)
Yeah, dick in her mouth for a week (yeah)
My drip on repeat (drip, yeah)
She drip and splash in the sheets (splash, yeah)
You can get the money if you want to (racks)
Ride on the peds like a mongrel (ride)
Feel like Bruce Lee, kung fu (feel)
If your whole gang broke, then you broke too (broke)
Suckin' me up like syringe (woah, woah, woah)
I'm about to go fuck on her friend (hey)
Geeked on the perks a ten...
The coupe too fast in the wind (skrrt)
Audemars P...
'Rari two seat, geek geek geek ('Rari)
Your whole gang sweet...
The whole gang eat...
Yeah, we gon' menage the leech...
White PP, elite (white)
She suck and I fuck her, delete (she suck it)
I ball like Da Ruckus & Meech (ball)
Unbuckle my buckle oowee (oowee)
We made 20 million at least (20)
My stock done went up, increased (increased)
I'm blockin' your thoughts, capiche? (Block)
They tryna throw rocks on me (shame)
All of the water, water...
How can I breathe? (Water, water)
Hop on the jet, the charter...
Fly with no wings (phew)

***Quavo***
Beast, she a lil, she a lil beast (yeah)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beast)
She a lil beast (yeah), love to walk around on fleek...
I call that CC, she a lil, she a lil beast (CC)
Know she gon' need me, I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)
She a lil beast (yeah), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)

***Takeoff***
She walk with models (model) and drink out the bottle (bottle)
And go full throttle (throttle) and she a problem (problem)
No baby bottles (bottle), she suck and swallow (swallow)
For Snapchat follows (follow), she a gobble (gobble)

***Takeoff***
Yeah, she a lil, she a lil beast (yeah, she a lil beast)
She pleasing me (please), let her walk around on leash (leash)
High speed chase with 12, she flee with me (yeah)
Don't spill my cup of lean (lean)
Here lil beast (beast), walk in the trap, I seize (I seize)
Walk in the trap, on freeze (freeze), walk out the trial with Ps (Ps)
Ain't going out like that (nope), momma always told me (momma)
I'ma take lead (lead), follow me, I'll take lead (I'll take lead)
The cash and cream (cream), it's all about the cash and the cream (cash and the cream)

***Quavo***
Beast, she a lil, she a lil beast (yeah)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (beast)
She a lil beast (yeah), love to walk around on fleek...
I call that CC, she a lil, she a lil beast (CC)
Know she gon' need me, I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)
She a lil beast (beast), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)
She a lil beast (yeah), she a lil, she a lil beast (woo)

***Quavo***
She walk with models, and all the bottles...
And she a robber for, for gold bottles...
And she fuck for dollars, and designer collars...
And for more followers, she a gobbler (yeah)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Beast | Lyrics |
"Lirik Lagu Migos - Beast"
Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Beast
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018