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MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) Culture T-Shirt Call Casting Bad And Boujee Get Right Witcha Slippery Big On Big What The Price Brown Paper Bag Deadz All Ass Kelly Price Out Yo Way

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [DJ Khaled:] They try to play us, they play themselves This the intro For all you fuckboys that ever tried to doubt the Migos, you played yourself! (Another one) Fuckboy bow down [Takeoff & DJ Khaled:] Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt) I act an ass, baboon Wrappin' that dope, cocoon Young rich nigga in the room Finesse a nigga, no raccoon Spending M&M's in June Took a trip to Cancun Culture album coming soon (Another one) [Quavo:] Bought the Benz off the lot Just to give your hoe a lift I'm havin' the sauce in the refridgerator Just make sure you bring the chips Aye it's a fuck nigga in the back Just look at him, look at him plot He probably think it's the club light but really it's the red dot [Takeoff:] Fucked a bitch and hit the lot (lot) NIgga fumblin' with the pot (pot) I put my wrist in the pot (pot) Hit the block brought back a knot (knot) JJ Watt is on the block (woop woop) Kept me r

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Quavo:] Seventeen five, same color T-shirt Mama told me (aye) Not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Mama told me (aye) Not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) [Takeoff:] Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ay) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ay) Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt) Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw) Neck water faucet (water), mocking birds mocking (woo) Act pint, stocking, nats keep thotting (nats) Wrist on hockey (hockey), wrist on rocky (Rocky) Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one) Bitches call me papi, (bitch!), 'sace that's my hobby ('sace) Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to cock it Niggas get to droppin' when that draco get to poppin' All I want is cottage, roll a cigar f

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Sample (Takeoff):] Buddah blessed this beat (Yeah, trap shit No, no, no, no, no, no, no) [Takeoff:] Up early in the morning, trapping (Trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (Ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (Beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (Mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (Eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (Yeah) Ac (Ac) Put the backends in the back (Back) Draco on me, it's attached (Attached) Name a nigga with the pack (Pack) Name a nigga with the sack (Sack) I love my Glock, I got the Mac (Mac) She eat the Molly like a snack (Eat it up) It's gold on my nickel plaque (plaque) Bando Shane's Rib Shack (Eat it up) Bought the plug, give it tax (Tax) Sip the lean and relax (Drink it up) Park the Lamb in the back (Skrt, skrt) Big dog, you a cat (Cat) Rich and the matte black (Skrt, skrt) Twenty hoes to be exa

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Offset:] You know young rich niggas You know so we never really had no old money We got a whole lot of new money though, hah (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Offset, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Rackings on rackings, got backends on backends I'm r

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Quavo:] Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it) Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank) I heard your bitch she got that water (Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash) Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please) Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me) Get beat, cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrt) You can bet on me (skr, skr) Hey, hey, hey, tater tot Fuck niggas on my radar watch (watchin') Crocodile hunter, turn 'em to some gator shots (urr) Iced out watch (ice), ridin' round ten o' clock (ten) Ridin' round, geeked up, damn, think it's three o' clock (three) Four o' clock (four), five o' clock, six o' clock (five) I'm gon pop, if I don't I'm back to the pot (whip) I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales) Tommy gun, come out and play let's have fun (yeah) Big scales (scales), fishscale, big weight (fish) Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Quavo:] Hold up, get right witcha (I'm a get right witcha) Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo) I ain't really here to take no pictures (flash) Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck 'em) Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain't touchin' (nah, skrt) Lookin' at your hoe because she bustin' (ye, woo) Ridin' in the coupe with the wings (brrt) Going to Thailand with them chinks (chinks) Percocet party, servin' fiends (perky!) Swear to God my plug was Vietnamese (brrt brrt brrt) Taliban, my drugs, wrap 'em please (Taliban) Servin' all day, my gas on E (let's go) Thirty hollow tips in extendo (bow, thirty) Shadows keep wavin' by my window (woo, shadows) Thankin' God he saved my life from kick doors (God!) Still sippin' oil, Migos Citgo (drank, gone) Hold up, get right witcha (I'm a get right witcha) Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo) I ain't really here

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) Big on big Big on big Big on big [Takeoff:] If you havin' paper, and I'm havin' paper How you gon' big on big? If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin acres How you gon' big on big? If I got the Draco and you got the Sig How you gon' big on big? If I'm trappin' that gas, you trappin' that mid How you gon' big on big? If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten How you gon' big on big? If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten How you gon' big on big? You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz How you gon big on big? What you talkin' about, we done been did How you gon big on big? How you gon big on big? How you gon' say you gon' driz How you gon' one up the seal How you gon' do what I did Nigga don't know how it feel How you gon' say you is real Nigga lyin' sayin' he havin' act seal But we both know that ain't real Nigga bout lyin'

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Quavo:] Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price No surprise [Takeoff {Quavo}:] What's the price? {Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price)} The big bag, I slide {Prices, prices, going up} Hold on, yeah {Prices, prices (price)} What's the price? What's the price? {Prices going up, prices} Hold on {Price, going up yeah} The big bag, I slide {Sker sker, sker sker, going up} Hold on {Woo woo woo, price} [Quavo:] Bad Mona Lisa Slide with my people Pink slip for the ride, but what's in the trunk, it's illegal Came from dimes, no cosigns You can read between the lines Like a pro skater did my own grinds [Takeoff (Quavo):] Tell me what the preacher preach about (preacher) Tell what the teacher teach about (teacher) I'm a go find me a better route That bullshit and cap you can leave it out (cap) They talking but ain't tryna hear me out Won't open the door, tryna leave me out (o

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Offset:] Hah, pussy Fuck all these niggas man Yeah we havin' this shit too nigga Yeah y'all nigga havin' this money and shit You know what I'm talkin', yeah yeah for real Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the xan then put her on perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working Offset! I 'bout to sign your bitch (sign her) Let me remind ya bitch (remind her) I am a walkin' lick (lick) But I am with the shits (

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble [Quavo:] Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh Fresh out

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) Purps on the beat [Quavo (Offset):] Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) [Quavo:] Yeah, I'm throwin' a bag (bag) It bought her a bag (bag) Last bitch I fucked, she wasn't goin' out sad (goin' out sad) Can't play a player for sure, can't play a player, no (no) Throw the money to the top (top) It's fallin' off the top ropes (yee) Yeah (yee) I bet I put all my bitches on though (yee) Yeah (yee) Aye (yeeee) She'll be fuckin' til the sun come up (uh uh uh) Hey yeah If you want to ball, let's get it (woohoo) Hey yeah I make you rich with a fifty (cash) Hey yeah No lemonade it&#

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Offset:] Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (skr skr) Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs) She gon' eat this molly like it's rice (eat it up) I'm a let that lean flow through my ice (lean lean) Said she never had a Migo night I'm a make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!) [Quavo:] My ice, klondike, ride around, dope ride Ride around, get right, get rich, good night, good night, you know (good night) My bitch forreal, she honest, won't tell Popeyes, oat meals, Popeyes ain't no meals 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 (skrr) 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 dr

MIGOS LYRICS Album: "Culture" (2017) [Quavo:] I wanna say you always going out your way Cancel all your plans, you will understand You probably got your hands full, whatever goal you pursue All this pain, we can live through it, it's called success You always going out your way You always dropping off your flav You always going out your way You never ask me to repay, no You always going out your way, yeah yeah You always going out your way, yeah Yeah yeah I won't ask the bitch unless she going to get it It might take a minute, but she'll be sure to get it Just to pass the test, I won't act the best I got Actavis, there's nothing I can't ask the bitch, no Got one missed, no missed calls, hell nah, nah She got a man, can't get involved, nah nah She still going all ways every time I call We gonna ball today, we gonna ball tomorrow I put this weight on like I put a cape on Now that this fame came, I can see the hate on you Mama told me stay strong, gra