Migos - Open It Up (Lyrics)

Описание: Open It Up Lyrics:
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Shit do you, Cardo
Shoutout to Cardo
Cardo got wings
Woo, woo woo
Coupe with the wings (brr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it count money in my dream (yeah)
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Mr. Miyagi, tats on my body (yeah)
Racks up the party (uh)
Facts say I got it (yeah)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrt skrt)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrt)
QC murder ain't no Gotti (QC)
Sh, don't tell nobody (aye)
We ain't tryna rob, that's just how we mob (mobbin')
Leave that to the blocks (leave it)
Money to the stars (yoda)
Blessings came from God (woo)
Had to beat the odds (beat it)
Young nigga workin' hard (workin')
Pull yo card (pull it)
In that pot, first one makin' noise (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
Boulevard, slide with my boys (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
Met Gala, dripped on the red carpet
So my ice on the runway (yeah)
Elliot did the pave, Johnny Dang did my Ice Tray
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Open it up, open it, open it
Double cup feelin' the opium
It's AK in the cut, my niggas totin' it
We ain't tryna look appropriate (nah)
Don't show up and look at me wrong, I'm blowin' it
You tryna plot and we knowin' it
Throw it with, I shoot a pistol then throw it
My niggas shoot without warning (brr)
6 o'clock in the mornin' (mornin')
Phone ringing, it's annoying (brr)
I ain't been to sleep, tourin' (tourin')
And I got a late performance (late)
You're funny, call you Martin Lawrence
You're 12, so issue a warrant (12)
All this ice on me, it's stormin' (ice)
Fuck her at night, she gone by the mornin' (gone)
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Try to get the formula
Iced out all of us (ice)
Bricks from the cornerback
Dome for a hundred packs
Fronted me a 50 and I ran with 200 racks (ran)
I ain't ever plan on comin' back (nah)
Got the 16 year old shooter pack (brr)
Get back, .40 push your noodle back (get that)
Diamonds almost took the Rick Ruler back (slick the Ruler)
Gotti god, I'm fallin' for the booby trap (booby trap)
Stretch out the dope like it's athletic (dope)
Then I asked the bitch, "Is your mouth ready?"
You got a nigga drip on your water, Crip (drip)
Better keep it over there to keep it copastetic (hey)
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I'ma thread 'em (nah)
He don't want no smoke, and I'm down to battle (smoke)
25 bricks and they all edible (bricks)
I'm the big dog on a high pedestal
Bow legged coupe (coupe)
Mil' in the roof (mills)
Bitch got the juice (juice)
I know you feel me, masseuse (you feel)
You rock me, I kill you a truce (I kill you)
Big porno's on my neck, Bruce Bruce (Big porno's)
Grave digger on the nawf on mute (grave digger)
You too cute, gimme mouth, give you loot (too cute)
Better watch yo bitch, she want the cooler (hey)
Woo, woo woo
Coupe with the wings (brr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it count money in my dreams (yeah)
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk

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