โหลดเพลง mp3 No Motive - DJ Khaled

No Motive (feat. Lil Wayne) - DJ Khaled
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I'm a lover not a fighter
I can't find my lighter
my house is four stories
I tell'em I don't write em'
and my living room is white
my lies are much whiter
my darkest secrets are bright
I need a sun visor
I say 187 make your bitch

run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula
ordering bloody Mary's
I got a house on the prairie
got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window
man this view is amazing
and if I go back to jail
Persian rugs in my cell
got the world in my hands
it got all under my nails
In a room full of stairs
give em something to see
I be so fucking faded
Who washed the colors with bleach
Now they biting my style
hope it get stuck in yo teeth
I been had the green light
so don't jump in the street
The World's under my feet
I'm just kissing the sky
Tune what is that smell
That's the shit on my mind eh
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you hoes

Fuck all you hoes

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Breaking up the kush sticky
fingers onics

I'm throwing up gang
signs you can see
I'm in my vomit
And I'm cool right na'
but please don't change the climate
Cause I'm sleeping with the enemy
in bulletproof pajamas
I got issues bigger than you
bitches taller than me

Ratchet and Bougie I like R'n'B

Unapologetic I'm sorry
for not being sorry

You niggas old news
prehistoric

I need benadryl for my
trigger finga
bad bitches for my home boys
The grass is greener
on the other side
I'm focused on my own yard
Ain't got enough need more dough
we twisting blunts like torsos
I'm rich as fuck but more
so a poor soul
Oh well If snow fell like hoes
fell in love I be a snow man
My bitch a die for me
she a soldier GI Joe Ann
take chances when
I know I ain't got no
chance roll em
I left that crab table with a
chip on my shoulder
Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you bitches

Fuck all you hoes

Fuck all you hoes

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We ain't got no motive
we just killin' yall for nothing
and my bitch got cotton mouth
you know them snakes cannot be trusted
and I bet y'all niggas don't say shit
because I'm feeling lucky
and I still pray everynight
that Aliens abduct me Tunechi