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Came In (Feat. Peewee Longway) – Migos

Lirik lagu: Came In (Feat. Peewee Longway)

That’s how a nigga came in

[Hook:]
[Quavo:]
Been getting gwap dope boys in the trap nigga (That’s how a nigga came in)
Deuce deuce pocket rocket on the stage in mansion (That’s how a nigga came in)
Migos and Longway we don’t need no label (That’s how a nigga came in)
Walk in the bando see bricks on the table (That’s how a nigga came in)
[Peewee:]
See the mail man dropping the box on the porch know the OG gas came in (came in)
That’s a fool hot nigga got the Olsen twins booted up and I came in (came in)
Fucking yo’ bitch last night and she said you the nigga, came in (came in)
Blue Benjamin’s we got new figures when the truck came in (came in)

[Verse 1 – PeeWee:]
Ran through a whole shit load
Double back to play kick door
Forty bricks and the OG indo
Karate chop the brick like kimbo
Lil bitty bitch wanna play limbo with the dick
She say that her nigga a bimbo
Came in swagga with the Givenchy toes
Cocaine white like the dope on the stove
Vanilla ice on my neck froze
Blue Benjamin’s on me sloppy
She came right in with the sloppy toppy
Four trap spots like Monopoly
Black Double R man I’m [?]
All black choppas sick of shopping
Picking you out no binocular
Only one came in no imposter
MPA Band camp rastas
Young niggas pull up like shottas
Black got the tint on the Bentley like I’m dumpin’
Smoking on the backwood like a rasta
Same way I came in I’m going out
Running my trap house like In N Out
California Kush 33 cash out
Same way the bass came in beat em out
Young nigga move that dope
Chain the way it came in ain’t never seen a drought
Digital scale that’s my clock
Burr burr Audemar watch
Roberto Cavalli all over my body
Watch out for that Heckler & Koch
She want a blue Benjamin knot
Came in getting dope out the pot

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[Hook]

[Verse 2 – PeeWee:]
Bootin up double day Olsen twins
Double down on the cocaine Benz
Same day the SLS came in
Bust down with them blue Benjamin’s
Sack like Saint Nick coming down the chimney
Deuce deuce in my pocket standing in mansion
That’s how a young nigga came in
Pocket monster run how he get it in
Giuseppe stepping residue fishscale
Mail man ringing my door bell with bails
33 gas bags on retail
Break em down fill em up vac’ seal
When the pack came in you ain’t get one smell
Came in sold all my wholesale
Cuddle in the Bentley at the intercontinental 3 bad bitches all on my coat tail
That’s the way I came in, smelling like gas in the hotel
Percocet on me them pain pills
Jack Tripper them bitches same drill
Yes sir no sir trained to kill
Trappin’ n cappin’ it pay all my bills
Whipping a pirate with stainless steel
That’s how I came in tryna make a mil

[Hook]

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Money Counter – Migos

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Dirty Dave:]
This a whole lot of money
Nothin’ but ’em 20s, 50s and ’em 100s
Quavo get the yayo
And some rubber bands, don’t forget the scale
Ooooh, trap house jumpin’
Bitch, I thought I told you keep that corner runnin’
Now take that to the stash house
Migo we don’t need no friends, we count the cash out

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

I just hit a juug on the money counter
I’m swimmin’ in the money I think I’m drownin’
I drink out a lean fountain in the migos mansion
I got Molly I got white, I got Marilyn Manson
Walk inside the trap and see a trash bag
I don’t throw it away it ain’t no trash can
Thought I told you I got molly, I’m the sand man (sandman)
No I’m not a drum major I’m the band man

Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

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[Takeoff:]
Bring out that money counter in the money mansion
Well, my diamonds be dancin’
Cookin’ and wrappin’ that work up from plastic
Shippin’ it on the Titanic
Real niggas got the block hot like a dragon
Abracadabra do magic
Skippa the Flippa, no L.A. Clipper
Got a hundred thousand in the Aston
Dirty they whippin’ a hurricane
So much water in the pot cause a tidal wave
Trap with that work like I’m [?]
Bando lookin’ like a masquerade
Wake up in the morning, spark up my OG
Then I blow my smoke off of my balcony
Whippin and beatin that pot
I hit it with the uppercut, that’s a fatality

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Offset:]
We got that money counter
Cookin’ that dope like it hamburger helper
Got a can of nines, no german shephard
Touchdown on the plug
Give back to the hood I never been selfish
Adopting a baby, God father like Melvin
I’m a cash rapper
Trappin’ and cappin’ tryna’ make a livin’
The world is cold, gotta keep a pistol
Dirty game, dirty dollars
More money bring more power
The bigger the risk the more you get rich
You niggas not rich, you niggas counterfeit
Juggin’ OG and I’m juggin’ the bricks
I’m stuck in the trap, I can’t go [?]

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

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Cross the Country – Migos

[Takeoff:]
Young rich nigga, riding round the city with the mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now what’s the ticket
Whipping and breaking it, making it, taking it
Nigga they mistake me, think I’m selling that midget
Nah for real
What the fuck a nigga really wanna talk about?
You a bitch, we ain’t got nothing to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put that magic up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and bust it down
Migo Jerz, whipping that lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT’s, and sold that reserved
I’m a (Hot) Boy, so you know I gotta stay low
Quavo told me, trap on the block and bang ’em like OJ Mayo
You niggas are rookie but young Takeoff, I’m a vet
Set! Told me trapping and dabbing gon’ get that pussy wet
No Crocodile Dundee, Stingray vet
Whatever I wanna do, I do it, Nike check
I’m a young nigga, with the rich nigga ambitions
At the Migo show, a nigga autographing titties
There’s levels to this shit like Meek said
And you embarrassed to admit it
I don’t want to kick it
After my show
The gangster-ist nigga, he looking suspicious
Walk right up on him, I’m pressing my nigga
And all he wanted was a picture
I used to smoke swishers, like a regular nigga
Now I’m a backwoods type of nigga
A nigga, he run up, tried to rob, I shot him
White people, they still treat me like I’m a victim
Now people they screaming out “Free Activis”
They talking bout that Activis be discontinued
Kept my cup of muddy trouble, trapper, got packs in the attic
Kept me ’round, with pricing my rental
Trap, trap down when I’m on the revenue
Cooking a brick, and remix it with the dog food
Diamond brick with a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 karat my time, Mr. T, pity a fool
Master P, no limit, money been all jumping like a bungee
Kevin Hart, your money is too short, you too funny
Call me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a nigga be cumming

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[Hook:]
Cross the country
Cross the country
You ain’t never been there to catch me
Cross the country

Cross the country
Cross the country
Coca leaves, and palm trees
We cross the country

Cross the country
Cross the country
She don’t understand English, but she want me

Cross the country
Cross the country
I had to get a visa, cause I’m in and out the country

[Offset:]
When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a name
I stole a mustang, drop top, no brain
Police had a nigga, cause they know I’m in the game
Taking pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a little bit of change
Thinking like Obama, something gotta change
Did a lot of dirt, I had to sit up in the chains
When I got outta jail, did the same thing
I spent that money, money, coming back like boomerang
Cocaine in her nose like a Sodom rain
My nigga be trapping the gas, propane
Hit the nigga with a chopper, nigga bang bang
I was getting money, way before the rap game
As a young nigga, used to wear the fake chain
They say that I’m ignorant, $50, 000 on a chain
You know it ain’t come from Johnny Dame
Fake watch, busta can’t bust me, no lie
Walk at me with the fake jewelry, I got too much pride
They killed my nigga Pistol Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, when are you gon’ die
I’m in the kitchen, I be cooking crack pies
I got chickens in the trunk, you think I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you better survive
Getting married to the money nigga, that my bride
My diamonds gon’ shine, might poke you in the eye
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by
Put the birds in my hands, knows when’s it gon’ fly
Clack! Clack! Clack!
In the bushes like a spy
Nigga talking stupid, we don’t let that shit fly
Talking crazy to the migos, boy you know we keep the fire
Got that chopper, flip a nigga like a domino
Young rich nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, make him fold
Chattahoochee river where that nigga body float
On the nation, my nigga we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, trying to film me, better get your ho
Big bank, take little bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella like a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, like tomb raider
Arnold Schwarzenegger, turn into the terminator

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[Hook]

[Quavo:]
Cross the country
My plug he in Wyoming
And the only time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole word know that a young nigga rap
But a pussy nigga better not provoke me
Came in the game with the formula, sold it
Now I gotta switch it up on you phonies
Pocket full of macaroni, mac-11, run up on you
All you can eat in my trap, like it’s Shoney’s
Rich Nigga Timeline
That’s my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got bricks in the donkey
Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, like a leprechaun
And I’m thinking ’bout moving to Babylon
My niggas collecting extortion funds
We built an empire like Megatron
QC the label
Migo the gang
Already told you
I want the M&Ms, fuck the fame
No shame in game, I’m a bull with the nine
Like Loul Deng, finna bang with the thing
Walking through the crowd, ain’t gotta touch the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that’s a part of the game
Squad shit
Oh no
I done rolled around the block and I don’t see him
I paid a J $200, just to hit me when he see him
If I was you right now, I wouldn’t wanna be him
Caught him two weeks later in the club, with his mamacita
He had some jewelry on him, worth $100, so I took it from him
Took the first PJ across the country, got too hot for a moment
They say he got work, now I own him
Now my squad, they going nuts, no Makonnen
In the players pad, at the Caesar’s Palace
Out in Las Vegas, like I’m Roman
All types of euros and yen
I got money in Berlin
I told the Lord forgive me for my sins
Cause I don’t wanna do it again

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Coppers and Robbers – Migos

[Quavo:]
I put the bitch on the boat by the shore
100 thousand for my diamond Chuck Norris
I fucked your bitch, when she call I ignore her
Sold out shows went Atlanta, did Dora
On the jet ski with my Rollie in Florida
If I lose it, fuck it, buy some more water
Come back with the chopper like the game Mordor
I’m ahead of time, I bought a portal
I watch a brick cross over the border
I took her phone cause she a recorder
Quavo Capone, I give you tutorial
I’m the greatest you’ve witnessed, this shit is historical
Me and Nast talkin’ mils
Shoulda played for the Bills
Still trappin’, servin’ wings
Buffalos on my team
Put the dope on the beam
That’s the honest shit I’ve ever seen
Because the scale tell the truth
And the money counter too
Big chopper, that’s a whopper
I tried to buy a helicopter
But instead I bought a Benz
Then disect the engine like doctors
I heard he was a crime stopper
I heard he was a crime stopper
He growed up to be a copper
I growed up to be a robber

Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
Coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers

[Offset:]
What you gon’ do when you look on your camera, them young niggas comin’ in with the bananas?
They heard you been ridin’ around in the Phantom, they watchin’, they know that you got it
I put my ho on the mission, she fucked him, she watchin’ his pocket
Where is my ski? I’m gon’ have to kill ’em, I must have forgot it
Go get the F&N, cock it, screw it on, I kill you in silence
Wait, I thought he was straight, so why he keep hoopin’ and hollerin’?
I was rappin’ and robbin’ while you niggas was callin’ TIP [?]
Hit the lick for a Tec and a carbon
Write his name in with the permanent markers
I pull out the Glock and I aim at your carcass
Offset for president, vote me in office
I be movin’ the dope from Dakota to Boston
I maneuver through niggas, you talk, they gon’ off you
How you gangster when you graduated from law school?
When the police pull up you the one that they talk to
Watch out for your partner, he work with the law too
Fuck it, knock him off, I hate that I lost you
When I beat the nigga, tried to bring out a lawsuit
That’s the type of shit a copper gon’ do
Fend for your life like a hostage gon’ do
I’m pimpin’ your bitch in Vegas prostitutin’
Robbin’ you niggas, fuck it, then I’m shootin’
If I rob then you won’t ask it then call up Kid Nuget
Qua’ rock that nigga, he thought it was bookie
Head for Somalian, cook up some cookies

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[Quavo:]
Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
Coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers

[Takeoff:]
Coppers, robbers, mobsters, lobsters
Audi and Wraith, no Charger
Private jet land in Pearl Harbor
Comin’ up I was a robber
If it was worth the wrapper we did rob ya
Can’t fuck with these niggas, they fakin’, hatin’, writin’ statements in permanent markers
Money come back like it’s karma
Diamonds, they bitin’, piranhas
Make that bitch work, Rihanna
Don’t talk Zans but that drum look like conga
Run with that work, don’t fumble
Run with it Forrest, don’t fumble
Rob a nigga like I’m Curtis Snow
But move like I’m Barrack Obama
I know a couple when I see a couple from robbin’ nigga, let’s be honest
Takin’ the adventurous trips, Jumanji, stashin’ money in the dungeon
The difference between us fourth down, I’m goin’ for it and you puntin’
After I fuck her the first round, tell that bitch not to touch me
Nigga’s face look disgustin’, come out cookie blunt musty
Bad bitch but she busty, she gon’ take the charge for me
Kick in the door nigga, run it, make a move and leave ya ugly
What they sayin’? The cops comin’, pussy nigga called the cops on me

[Quavo:]
Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
Coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers, coppers and robbers
You wanna play? You wanna play?
Coppers and robbers

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