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- Out in Space (feat. Quavo) 歌詞 Wiz Khalifa Quavo
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- Quavo Out in Space (feat. Quavo) 歌詞
- Wiz Khalifa Quavo
- Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough
All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up
No I ain't fake enough money I'm raking up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up got ya girl baking up
Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up
Pillow her face in there whole lot of space in 'em
My car I'm racing it crash and replacing it
Don't put the basics in smoking the face in it
Came from the bottom I know where the basement is
Real G's moving silent my n* **as are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everything at the club make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
F**k n ***as hate guess that comes with the game
Wiz Khalifa：
Got a new car and a bust down
I was down bad but I'm up now
When I buff now loud when I come 'round
And we just met she in love now
I'm a straight player I don't cuff now
I get to the bag got this run round
I'm on KK I've been one pound
When I call the play it's a touchdown
I'ma beat it down money
Eat a pile of it blowing strong and I even fly with it
Team that I' m with they don't violate it
Got a man but she couldn't hide it
Say she can't get enough late night I hit her up
Smoking not drinking so I'm 'bout to pick her up
Had me one roll soon as her n***a left
Life and I choke or don't let her get a breath
Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough
All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up
No I ain't fake enough money I'm raking up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up got ya girl baking up
Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up
Pillow her face in there whole lot of space in 'em
My car I'm racing it crash and replacing it
Don't put the basics in smoking the face in it
Came from the bottom I know where the basement is
Real G's moving silent my n***as are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everything at the club make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
F**k n***as hate guess that comes with the game
Quavo：
Quavo woah
Connect that with my cookie that's what Huncho rolling up
Walk around take out this nut kick out this double cup
Offset so crazy you might end up polled up
Poll 'em up
Looking for your b***h she asking for cuddle up
Circle is tight look like a huddle up
Tryna get right your n***a double up
Double up
I paid for the b***h to go get a new tummy tuck
Can 't come in first we don't remember runner ups
Walk in the club with my motherf**king burner tux
Burner tux Grah
I am your leader your favorite achiever
I bought the biggest the private is cheaper
Quavo Huncho I'm trapping with Wiz Khalifa
Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough
All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up
No I ain't fake enough money I'm raking up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up got ya girl baking up
Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up
Pillow her face in there whole lot of space in 'em
My car I'm racing it crash and replacing it
Don't put the basics in smoking the face in it
Came from the bottom I know where the basement is
Real G's moving silent my n***as are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everything at the club make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
F**k n***as hate guess that comes with the game
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