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The Addams Family Soundtrack (My Family) Lyrics

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My Family Lyrics  Family, family (family) I go to war with my family (raah, raah) Ups and downs (up) Wrong or right,  this family (yeah,  hey) They think that we crazy (crazy) They say that we crazy, can't handle it (crazy, yeah) My back on the wall (back) Who I'ma call? My family (brrr) We different (woo) We stick out (stick out) Wig out (wig out) Bug out (hey) Pop out (ooh) Hop out (go) Ball out (hey) Show out Aye, this a party, let's not make a problem (no) Why you lookin' at me like you startin' somethin'? You should know it's not just me that you'd be wrongin' You wronged me so you better think twice You shouldn't mess with me You don't wanna mess with me 'Cause if you mess with me You're messin' with my family (yeah, yeah, yeah) You shouldn't mess with me You don't wanna mess with me (no) 'Cause if you mess with me You're messin' with my family (uh) Aye-aye-aye You might think that we all loco Aye-aye-aye

Jim Jones & Migos – We Set The Trends Lyrics

We set the trends (Trends) Bringin’ in ends (Bringin’ in cash) I’ma have to call my accountant to make sure this shit came in (Brrt) It’s just me and my gang (Gang) Fuck n*****, we don’t do friends (Fuck) What he say? He want smoke? (Smoke) We gon’ spin (Brrt), spin again (Takeoff) I been tryna get the money, I been tryna feed my fam ‘Cause these n***** they don’t wanna see me win (No) I was thinkin’ ’bout the Rollie, but I went and copped the Richie Then I went and put my mama in the Benz (Mama) I get in (Get it) In the pent’ suite, fuckin’ two twins I thought about the Glock, but I went F&N (Baow) And a n**** spin this shit without a pen (Spin) I call Jimmy, kick it with the billies (Billi’) We already ran up a milli’ (Milli’) So that shit ain’t really interestin’ (Nah) He outta line, he get a penalty (Penalty) Said he start it, then I’ma finish him (Finish him) Stomp a n****, fed up, in my Timberlands (Timberlands) Hangin’ with the vampires and gremlins (Gremlins) Got them hoes

Kanye West – We Did It Kid Lyrics

We Did It Kid Lyrics by Kanye West (feat. Migos & Baby Keem)   Not nice, or the meanest, feelin’ sorry for my mama’nem Survivor’s guilt really get old, whole gang in the end zone Not nice, or the meanest, Heaven’s Gate when I get home Color palates lookin’ Pantone, ’bout to turn into a phantom Cameras off, get to flippin’ lights, she ain’t happy with the other guy Had a argument the other night, I ain’t even get to ‘pologize While I’m in the meetings lookin’ disguised I’ma show face until I get tired Don’t care about event size, lookin’ at you through a fisheye I’m never nice, or the meanest I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, yeah We here, you can’t deny that we here, we here (Woo) Hands up, me throwin’ for my fan (Migo) God’s home, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey) Hands up, thirty piece for the tan (Uh, woo, woo) Run a ‘thon, everything that we planned Huncho, I shitted big, you did it kid, you did it kid (We did it) Like a nigga just got potty trained Hourgla

Cocaina Migos Featuring Young Thug Lyrics

 [Intro: Young Thug & Quavo] Act' daddy YSL, YRN Uhh Cash Clay YRN, YSL, you know? Brrrr Woop, yee! Thugger Uhh, woahh! Migos! [Hook: Quavo & Young Thug] Yee! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina (sheesh) Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina! (woah) Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina (yee!) Cocaina, cocaina Tutututu, white! Cocaina, cocaina (ya!) I don’t wanna serve my people (ya!) Cocaina, cocaina (ya!) You can call them birds, call them seagulls (brrrr!) Cocaina, cocaina (ya!) You can call the girl mamacita (ya!) Cocaina, cocaina (ya!) I do this shit for my familia (ya, ya!) [Verse 1: Quavo & Young Thug] Turn a half to a whole thing (woah) With cocaina you will make a name (woah) If you wanna make a mountain (rock) Gotta turn that kitchen to a hurricane (woo!) Trapping out the boarded houses (bando!) Don’t go check the door without John Wayne (grahh!) All white bricks, plain Jane (white!) Pure Cocaina Cane, Cocaina cane (woo, woo, woo) (hee!) Have you ever seen a drop before

Migos ft. Justin Bieber – What You See Lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff] Hey baby, I got a question [Verse 1: Takeoff] Baby, I wanna know what you see in me? (What?) Tell me the truth, keep it 100, keep it G with me (Hunnid) Ain’t no love up in these streets, and life ain’t promising (Nah) How many times that you got mad, or told me you done with me? (every time) All these hoes you think I’m talking to, mean nothing to me (who?) Hop on the jet, come with me, and come live comfortably (come) I ain’t bringin’ my gang, you ain’t bringin’ your friends, we don’t need no company (Nah) If I hit me a lick, and I told you I’m hot, would you go on a run with me? (Run) Trying to check my phone, look at my messages, see who I’m messaging (Check it) Make her real mad, but she can’t find shit, and there ain’t no evidence (None) You say you love me, you say you want to be with me (Me) I’m asking questions, and I need you to answer me (Please) [Chorus: Justin Bieber] (I want to know) I want know, what you want from me What you want from me Now I wanna know

Migos – Having Our Way Lyrics

Load up the Drac’ Fuck it, I’m makin’ ’em pay It’s however niggas wan’ take it (Ayy) I’m havin’ my way, ‘Set out here havin’ his way Qua’ out here havin’ his way, and like the third Migo, I take (Bitch, what?) Load up the Drac’ What else are they gonna play? This however niggas wan’ take it (Ayy) I’m havin’ my way, ‘Set out here havin’ his way Qua’ out here havin’ his way, and like the third Migo, I take (What? Ayy, yeah) Now that I’m pickin’ it through I just ain’t fell in love ’cause I’m way too awake And she tried fuckin’ a rapper to break up my heart But my heart doesn’t break Soon as I link with these niggas, they feelings are written all over they face (What?) Okay, great, I’m in the backroom of Wally’s, I spent thirty thousand on somebody’s grapes We done did so many pull ups on niggas, no wonder we gettin’ in shape Too busy backin’ my words up with actions to ever go front in your face (What? Ayy) Shit done changed, billionaires talk to me different when they see my paystub fro

Migos - Working A Fool Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo & Offset] Swerve with the goons (Swerve) Big stepper, I just came from the moon (Step, moon) I’m smokin’ a real one (Static is real) I’m workin’ a fool (Workin’ a fool, Dun Deal on the track) I’m grippin’ my tool (Grippin’) Right when I dropped out of school (Woo, woo) And my dawg gon’ shoot (Baow, baow) And his head hang tight with the screws (Offset) [Verse 1: Offset] I want your noodle, we spit out the cooler (Spit out) Patek the face ’cause I didn’t want the Muller (I’m good) Stand in the trap, movin’ bows like I’m Luda’ (Bows) Bald head the coupe, and I call it the Buddha (Buddha) This a Glock with a thirty (Pop-pop) Seventeen, a nigga got locked up for burglary (For burglary) Pull out the mop in this ho (Hey) Gеt the Maybach and lay back and close all the curtains (Lay back) Walk in thе room, I could tell she was thirsty (I could tell) Fuck on the Perc’ and get numb by the burger (Ooh) You catch a slugger, don’t play with my brothers (Baow) Not with these knuckl

Migos - Migos Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #111 Lyrics

[Verse 1: Offset] The bag is right there, go get it Them baguettes right there, two-fifty Hundred thousand, five hundred, the midget I was racking my gun in the kitchen On the low we fuckin’ your bitches Wipe his nose but no, not a tissue Bullet hole, the switch got a .50 Wrist is cold you’d think it was Christmas Nigga know that it’s up Fuckin’ that bitch in the back of the Maybach I told her to put the seat up I’m not gon’ go to the internet I’m ’bout that action, it’s time to meet up Broke niggas know we not into that go get some bigger racks Time to eat up Call my young nigga he spinnin’ that He want some stripes with the gang, Adidas [Verse 2: Takeoff] My bad, I forgot to mention Through the pandemic, we was still runnin’ up chicken Whippin’ that shit in the kitchen You make a mention, a ticket’ll make you go missing Don’t do the sneak dissin’ I’m startin’ to think niggas wear panties You niggas some bitches While you niggas run out of money My niggas gon’ get it ’cause everyday g

Migos - Birthday Lyrics

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  Migos - Birthday Lyrics [Intro] Got it on smash OG Parker [Chorus: Quavo] When that drink kick in, she feel sexy (Sexy) Flexin’ on the ‘gram, made her add me (Add me) Cash kicked in on the worst day (Cash) Quit cap’n girl, you know it ain’t your birthday (Birthday) Ay’ who birthday? Put yo hand up You get a purse bae, if she bad enough She get a car today (Skrrt), hit that dash, skate (Skrrt) Hit that dash skate (Skrrt), hit that dash, skate (Skrrt) skeet (Skrrt) [Verse 1: Quavo] 50 bands to 100, get your racks up (Racks up) Throw it back, get that cash out the Brinks truck (Brinks truck) New whip, show the slip, it’s the pink one (Whip) Now tattoo me on your ass, so it means something (Oh) Thumb through it, count that big bank roll (Count it) Pavé on my Cartier by 4 (Eyes) She say she gon’ say not nothing if she told (Nothin’) Coke bottle shape she got the world on her mold (Whoo) Pop out with a vibe, but I got her in disguise (In disguise) Lookin’ dead at her, hypnotized, I can see

Migos - Malibu Lyrics

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  Migos - Malibu Lyrics [Intro: Offset] You understand what I’m sayin’? Pooh, you a fool for this one Hey, hey Hey [Chorus: Offset] I bought me a drop (Drop) I’m switchin’ out hoes and thots (Switch out the thots) I Richie’d the watch (Richie) I made me an M on the spot (M on the spot) I took twenty-five hoes in Malibu on my yacht (Twenty-five hoes) I got twenty-five M’s in the bank, no cap, no lie (Yes sir) [Verse 1: Offset] Run up an M, ain’t tricking (Run it up) Chrome Hearts cross, I’m Christian (Chrome Hearts) Sippin’ on dirt, no whiskey (Dirt) Bought me a Spur, big Bentley (Spurt) I’m from the Nawf, put a hole in your boss And then caught me a lil’ bitty fifty (Fifty ball) I bought a ‘Cat with a wide body back Take it out to burn out, and go fishing (Skrrt, hey) [Verse 2: Polo G] You did this shit with handouts, or with no help? If you think I’d cross and takе my mans out, just kill yourself In the trenchеs, .40 on my hip, I had to fix my belt Can’t listen to critics ’cause they

Migos & Cardi B - Type Shit Lyrics

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  Migos & Cardi B - Type Shit Lyrics  [Intro: Takeoff] Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Takeoff] It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (Half a milli’) But it ain’t cost me nothin’ for this bad bitch (Ain’t cost me nothin’, ho) We the ones that break the stage (Break), then get paid (Pay) Came in the game, get yo’ stain, bet the opps know all our names (Bitch) Ain’t you entertained? (Ho), I bossed her, now she plain (Plain) The struggle where we came (Struggle), there’s smoke behind my game (Smoke) [Verse 2: Quavo] (Soo, grrah) Shots get to firin’, ’cause some niggas got to hittin’ (Hittin’) Made ’em spin twice, ’cause I swear I thought he missed (Go) Fuck that smoke shit, I got ice on my wrist (Ice) Still get my hands dirty, I’ll wash ’em ’til it’s drenched (Soo, soo, soo) [Verse 3: Takeoff] Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane Bitch, it’s the Rocket with all of these chains (Bitch, it’s the Rocket) She got a nigga, but shit, she told me she d

Migos & Future - Picasso Lyrics

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  Migos & Future - Picasso Lyrics [Intro: Quavo & Future] Yeah, yeah, yeah (DJ Durel) (Yeah, Pluto) [Chorus: Future] Put a fifty round on that Glock Plush leather when you dropping the top I push a button, now I can’t stop I’m doing donuts, turning out the lot Staying vibed out at the spot A mill’ ticket when I pop out Feeding all the trill bitches lobster I’m doing Marni and Stella McCartney I made a full 360 out the ‘partments I’m like Picasso, I paint me a portrait I’m getting money, taking drugs with orphans I’m at the bottom of the mud, where it started I need biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest Got a flock of ten, like an arsenal This shit making a nigga phenomenal Put the energy on you, you elеvate [Verse 1: Future & Quavo] Put the cut on Fetti and sеllin’ it Spend the money on me, you inhaling it There’s a lot designers to recommend Put the racks in ‘Rarri, then I’m riding in it (Skrrt, skrrt) To the dealers to get on the promise land [Verse 2: Quavo] Grip the thirty

Migos & Justin Bieber - What You See Lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff] Ayy, baby, I got a question [Verse 1: Takeoff] Baby, I wanna know what you see in me? (What?) Tell me the truth, keep it a hunnid, keep it G with me (Hunnid) Ain’t no love up in these streets, and life ain’t promisin’ (Nah) How many times that you got mad, or told me you done with me? (Every time) All these hoes you think I’m talkin’ to, mean nothin’ to me (Who?) Hop on the jet, come with me, and come live comfortably (Come) I ain’t bringin’ my gang, you ain’t bringin’ your friends, we don’t need no company (Nah) If I hit me a lick, and I told you I’m hot, would you go on a run with me? (Run) Trying to check my phone, look at my messages, see who I’m messagin’ (Check it) Make her real mad, but she can’t find shit, and thеre ain’t no evidencе (None) You say you love me, you say you wanna be with me (Me) I’m askin’ questions, and I need you to answer me (Please) [Chorus: Justin Bieber & Quavo] I wanna know, I wanna know (Yeah) What you want from me, what you want fro

Migos - Antisocial Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Baka] Don’t forget it, I ain’t had love in a minute I was on the drugs for a minute, I’m sorry (Yeah) (Murda on the beat so it’s not nice!) I ain’t had love in a minute I been on drugs for a minute I ain’t hit my plug in a minute [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Takeoff] I ain’t had love in a minute I been on drugs for a minute I ain’t hit my plug in a minute Lately, I been drownin’ in my feelings (Takeoff) [Verse 1: Takeoff] When I’m in my feelings, I pour me some codeine just so I can feel it (Drank, lean) No doctor, nurse, or pharmacy needed, the way I prescrip’ it (Sip it) Pray I don’t get cursed, rebukin’ the demons with the Holy Spirit (God) And I was makin’ it work, before I had fame, I had to go get it (Did it) I’m down to run up some M&Ms, my niggas, you wit’ it? (M&M) The cash, the rack, thе bags, a few synonyms, my niggas, you get it? (Cheese) You tryna fuck with Thе Rocket? What’s in your pocket? Better come wit’ it (Come wit’ it) Word around town,

Migos - Avalanche Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Woo [Verse 1: Quavo] Papa was a rollin’ stone, but now I got rollin’ stones in the bezel (Ice) Mama at home all alone, hustlin’, tryna keep this shit together (Mama) Young niggas smokin’ on gas, I’m livin’ too fast, my foot on the pedal (Woo) If I go back to the past, my niggas ain’t know we’d be rockin’ Coachella (Hey) If a nigga ever try me or play me, I buy him an iced-out shovel (Ice) Dig ya own grave, nigga, you played yourself, I put some cash on your schedule (You played yourself) If a bitch ever try to filet me, huh (Yeah), I just sit back and let her (She got it) Think she come up off the ‘Cho, it’s whatever My pockets came with extra cheddar (Go) I can see through the fuck shit (Fuck shit) I think that my skills gettin’ better (Gettin’ better) With a stick, come in peace, Mandela (Mandela) I’m willin’ to feed whoever (Who?) How can I help you? (How?) Nobody judge you but God (God) You can watch us beat the odds (Beat it) This is no cap, no facade Young, rich, a

Migos - Handle My Business Lyrics

[Intro: Offset] Fuck nigga done forgot about this shit, y’all niggas, you know We can see y’all fly, we can see you niggas hatin’ Yeah, it ain’t no secret Hey [Chorus: Offset] Handle my business, I’m grown (Woo) I’m tryna make me a B ‘fore I’m gone (Billion) There’s drugs in my chromosomes (There’s drugs) Yeah, we thugs, don’t know right from wrong (Thugs) (You know we don’t know no better, know what I’m sayin’ Somebody gotta teach us somethin’, whoo, whoo, whoo) Boardin’ a jet with a bad bitch that’s wet (Jet) Breakin’ her back, and I gave her a check (Check) Bottega flex, I got Marni on deck (Bottega) Dolce Gabbana, lil’ mama, oh yes (Dolce & Gabbana) (Spеnd a little check, you know, a little somеthin’, somethin’, not too crazy, whoo, whoo, whoo) [Verse 1: Offset] We brought it back, like the 80’s with crack Nobody frontin’, we takin’ your pack (Take that) We changed the game, nigga, keep it a stack (Gang) Not takin’ chains, if you play you get whacked (Whacked) All facts, no cap

Migos - Having Our Way Lyrics

[Chorus: Drake] Load up the Drac’ Fuck it, I’m makin’ ’em pay It’s however niggas wan’ take it (Ayy) I’m havin’ my way, ‘Set out here havin’ his way Qua’ out here havin’ his way, and like the third Migo, I take (Bitch, what?) Load up the Drac’ What else are they gonna play? This however niggas wan’ take it (Ayy) I’m havin’ my way, ‘Set out here havin’ his way Qua’ out here havin’ his way, and like the third Migo, I take (Bitch, what? Ayy, yeah) [Verse 1: Drake] Now that I’m pickin’ it through I just ain’t fell in love ’cause I’m way too awake And she tried fuckin’ a rapper to break up my heart But my heart doesn’t break Soon as I link with thеse niggas, they feelings are writtеn all over they face (What?) Okay, great, I’m in the backroom of Wally’s, I spent thirty thousand on somebody’s grapes We done did so many pull-ups on niggas, no wonder we gettin’ in shape Too busy backin’ my words up with actions to ever go front in your face (What? Ayy) Shit done changed, billionaires talk to m

Migos - Mahomes Lyrics

[Intro] BGudini, spell that shit [Chorus: Quavo] S-U-C-C-E-S-S, havin’ success B-L-E-S-S, yes, niggas is blessed Ten toes down, that’s a bag in Atlanta (Ten toes) It ain’t no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (No, no) Bitches on bitches, like to fuck they friends They done lowered their standards and errybody cool with it Young niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper He’ll show you he a fool with it Which one ya on? Body for body, we havin’ bags full of bones (Bones) Came back rich, woulda thought it was a clone All these za’ bags, woulda thought it home grown Huncho the chief, had to send it to Mahomes Franchisе tag, everybody want a loan (Mahomes) [Verse 1: Quavo] Wе kicked the door down and we made some money And we left it open for y’all to come in Gave ’em the blueprint to shake the whole world And even done showed ’em the robotic Benz Mama, she told me to watch for the enemies Even the ones you call your friends Charge it to the game, or call it a penalty Fuck it