[Intro] Let’s get it Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherf**kin’ Yeah Let me pop my shit, ooh IMixNation for real Let me pop my shit, yeah Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit, yeah Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit (I’m comin’ straight off
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Chris Brown – Sensei (Remix) Lyrics
[Intro: DJ MLK] MLK, fatality [Chorus: Chris Brown & A1] Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei (Whoo Kid) Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei [Verse 1: Chris Brown & (A1)] Hold it down, don’t never get caught out of bounds (down, brrr) Get
LLOYD – Strapped lyrics
Aint no nigga up in here Betta come fuckin wit me Cause im a real bad man Wit a gun in my hand And unlike you niggas I am not afraid to squeeze Ya telephone ringin Kelly Price on line one Fat girl singin I said kelly price on line one All you get is
Migos – Kelly Price (feat. Travis Scott)
[Hook: Offset] Bentley truck, yeah, that’s my choice of ride (skrrt skrrt) Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah Don’t stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs) She gon’ eat this molly like it’s rice (eat it up) I’ma let that lean flow
MIGOS – Kelly Price lyrics
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’ma let that lean flow through my
Migos – Kelly Price lyrics
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’ma let that lean flow through my
Migo Domingo – Trap All Night
[Intro] I been in the trap all night What? What? Trap, trap, trap trap trap [Pre-Hook] I been in the trap all night Beatin’ up the pot, call me Ike Whipping up the rowdy, no white 27 birds, Ray Rice Don’t call my phone talkin’ ‘bout the price Hit a lick then I count it