Migos - Modern Day (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Migos - Modern Day (en) şarkı sözleri
Yeah, let's take
a modern day stroll
This is the modern day hoe
Last time I checked we were
running the globe
I'm bout to go figure four
Two knocks two time, it's
a brick at the door
Somebody blowing up
lil mama phone
Lil nigga just come get
ya hoe
I'm talking patek
on the wrist
Baguette gone dance
on the bitch
You know that bitch
too thick
You can't even see the
pants on that bitch
The way that we spinnin'
Spinnin' in hellcats goin
taz on the kit
She wanna pop a g6
She suckin' on dick
until six
I make a movie
I'm going michael bay
Huncho the sensei
The way that I'm moving
We going motorcade, move
the tactical way
I need the backend this way
Somebody packing this way
She get to clapping that way
You don't got the answers
like sway
Fuck it I'm cooling
I'm in the coupe with the top
and I'm waving a coolant
Switch it go dually
With a bad bitch and I play with
her mind and her coochie
I'm still ratatouille
I got a pot that's so big it
look like chattahoochie
We not the fugees, I go fooley if
a nigga try to three stooges
Break a brick down nigga
Break a bitch down nigga
Word around town nigga
Heard you're askin'
around nigga
Get the fuck
from around nigga
You ain't even from
the town nigga
Takeoff
Where the fuck he came from
(where)
When she see the dawn
she givin' me some
The rari came red like a plum
(red)
The streets like the sun
(hot)
I gotta ride with a drum, keep
smoke in my lungs (smoke)
Arabian bitch in the passenger seat like
she got a illegal bomb (bomb)
Baguette the charm, rainbow daytona
I lucky charm the arm (charm)
That bitch is boring
Oh that's your main, come get
her can't help it she going
Count up a bag but no
we ain't touring
If it ain't bout money I
think it's annoying
Pop me a perc with a cup
of the purp
When I hop in the vert with no
key and I storm (skurrt)
Bb the belt and I vv the arm
Hop on a pj
go visit the farm
Indoor and outdoor whatever
you on (what you on)
Put that lil boy up cuz
my money grown
I know some niggas got
rich off of zones
Made double digits
off apple iphones
Throw that shit on I get
fly like a drone
Put dick in her once she
won't leave me alone
Kapital bones
the wallet is chrome
They say they the opps but
loving the song (opp)
Eat up the dab
when they come around
And then go and put everything
we got on
If I got a plate
you know that he ate
I'm too blessed so one thing
I can't do is hate
I like what you doing just
humble yourself
And know we the ones that open
the gate (open the gate)
Heard your ass
get around nigga
You ain't even
from the town nigga
Big body urus,
fast and the furious
Grippin' my mac watch the
rear in the mirror
Baguettes on my neck on
the lear I'm superior
250 Each ear what'd you
say I can't hear
Shoot dices my prices they
lower than sears
She ride the dicks speed
it up outta gear
Dropped outta school cuz
I didn't wanna hear
I was thinking about making
an m every period
Got my shit out
the block
Seventeen hot
trynna plot on the guap
Fuck that bitch I had to
go and get a knot
I was on the block ain't
know about a yacht
Stick in my crotch, audemars
watch, burberry socks
I was curving a thot
Got baby kk a birkin why not
Bought a ak fell in love
when I shot
We beat em in dough,
we beat em in hoes
We beat em in clothes, we beat
em in lambos on the road
Hold up my wrist it got
rocks like hov
These boys are my kids
don't talk no more
I'm stuffing dick in the
back of this hoe
My rollie got skittles you
taste the rainbow
Keep down the delay I'm
not kurtis blow
Dropping the load on
the nawf in the go
Bad but bitch ain't got
nothing to give
I'm a dad in this industry
I got some kids
She wanna fuck me
I know I can see it
Just for some clout niggas
jump off a bridge
I had a drop on the opp
and we slid
I don't be gamblin' my
dog that's the wig
Make the money eight ways
I'm a squid
He tellin', he yellin',
he work with the pigs
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