ScHoolboy Q - THat Part (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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ScHoolboy Q - THat Part (en) Lyrics
Me no conversate with
the fake, that part
All my bitches independent
bitches, that part
I just want the paper,
that part
All my bitches flavored
That part, that part, that
part, that part
Ayy! That part
Bang this shit in
the hood one time
Lil bitch I'm
back and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move
away, I need more options
Broke? Then fix your pockets,
all I do is profit
Quarter million, switchin'
lanes... That part
Bet my bitch move the same
old thing... That part
405 With the gun off safety.
.. That part
A.m. Still tryna
make that play
Rich or poor, nigga,
choose your fate
Style on top
of style, nigga
Five years I've
been rich, nigga
Drove beamers
down fig, nigga
Pushed porsches
down broadway
I've been divin' in different
hoes, nigga
Got a chain that's worth
the rolls, nigga
Got an engine back
with the top in it
Nigga drivin' it like
it's a bomb in it
I just want the
paper, that part
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay,
okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch
this ain't chipotle
Nigga with an attitude,
I feel like o'shea
Walkin', livin' legend,
man I feel like kobe
I just left the strip club,
got some glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me,
she the female oj
Y'all don't feel me, man
this ain't okay
Four seasons, take a shower,
new clothes, I'm reloaded
Ehh rich nigga,
still eatin' catfish
That bitch ain't really
bad, that's a catfish
If I walk up out
of saks fifth
Have the paparazzi
doin' backflips
If I lay you down
on the mattress
Blow the back out
'til you backless
Thick, we
already established
She just got 'em
done, bra-strapless
Okay, okay, okay,
okay! (That part)
(That part)
Nigga with an attitude, I feel
like o'shea (that part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man I
feel like kobe (that part)
Few million made and still ain't
changed... That part
Me, my girl got matchin'
bling... That part
I'ma get so blowed, I'ma lose
my brain... That part
Me and xo only
thing go straight
Need me a bitch
that'll go both ways
Style on top of style, nigga
Since a youngin' I wanted
to ball, nigga
Had a pistol in
my drawls, nigga
When I was broke, I had
the sauce, nigga
Got a chevy with
side to side on it
Hundred spokes, the dang-
d-dangs on it
Got a chopper that
stand the fire too
I put your uzi
down beside you
That part
Walkin' livin' legend, man I
feel like kobe (that part)
I just dropped 60, man
I feel like kobe
Lamar was with me, man
I feel like kobe
Pippen at my weddin', man
I feel like jordan
Trippin' at my weddin',
I be runnin' away
Ain't say shit, nigga
You was listenin'
close though
You was listenin'
to hoes though
You wouldn't listen to
the flow though
Listen to the 'goat
Listen to a young nigga
from the 'go though
I'ma freestyle this mothafucka,
who knew?
When I'm with my niggas,
nigga, schoolboy q
And uh, top dawg,
call top dawg
Get that nigga
on the phone
Top dawg on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy,
ayy, ayy! Hah!
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