Got A$AP got Fergy with me It's a new day no Black Eyed Peas
That's that sh*t mhm mhm yeah That's that sh*t You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato
Mothaf**ka better blast that sh*t Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot
B**ches sniff raw of the kilos
Flacko makes sales of the perico She knows went to ATL for my C-Note
'Member I ain't ever have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home Back when I was rockin' least 2 Chainz I was trappin' off at least like three phones
Me and Yams made the plan Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance Way before I became myself I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man It's like lately I ain't myself I'd rather hang myself before I play myself I tell her "throw on the dress with the pinstripes" Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight That's right Yeah you that sh*t mhm mhm yeah move that sh*t
Frontin' like you did it for the fellas Get all the b**ches jealous when you do that sh*t
But my neck is gold The rest is froze Sex and hoes best of both Girls and girls perpetual Sippin' slow Texas throwed comma I'm about decimals
Chill and get faded
I'm surprised that we made it Young niggas know the sky's the limit All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
Chill and get faded sh*t I'm surprised that we made it Nowadays stress overrated
All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
I wanna see you take it all off
And she just wanna make it harder
And we just end up takin' longer
Can't impress with them diamonds though Them diamonds Talkin' about M's
Talkin' bout M's ni**a M's
Make 'em talk about Make 'em talk about M's Ni**a talkin' bout M's
Ni**a talkin' bout M's Ni**a talkin' bout M's
Make 'em talk about Talkin' bout M's ni**a Talkin' bout M's Like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's ni**a Talkin' 'bout M's
See the same thing all up in my bank account M's ni**a talkin' 'bout M's
And my YouTube account say the same amount M's ni**a talkin' 'bout M's Money talk and dogs bark I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed Lambo brand new Lambo With tiger stripes on it call That b**ch a golf cart I'm outchea I'm so outchea I swear niggas have no idea
I swear niggas better wear riot gear Cause I appear and pow loud And clear give 'em diarrhea oh
I re-up tonight I'mma be up tonight Cookin' a key up tonight Niggas de-up I slide to the right Throw up a three up in time Put a B up let's fight Don't get beat up tonight Feet up in my European I ride with me heater inside Kill you and your dog Then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life Like you sneeze you on tight You got beef I got white You got beef I got white I got green I got white I got pink I got pints I got lean I got ice I got needles and pipes I got clean I got right I got mean I got nice That's that Tina and Ike I don't lean on her price I don't cheat on her price Try to cheat on the dice you get beat on the spot I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock And I keep it up safe what you keep in your safe S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e Bout to redo the face get a see-through AK I eat seafood and steak But girl I'mma treat you like cake Til I get a sweet tooth tooth ache But wait let's talk about M's not about them I love my BM's I love my YM ain't no more CM Let's pluck out the stems let's f**k like a nymph She walk out she limp it's dark and we dim yeah We dem niggas Handcuffing him niggas back up and skim niggas See that we strapped up we cap up your brim ni**a Fill my cup up to the rim ni**a Tunechi
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ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง M'$ คืออะไร ?
Make 'em talk about Talkin' bout M's ni**a Talkin' bout M's Like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's ni**a Talkin' 'bout M's
