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migos – no pad, no pencil lyrics

pull up aston martin, hop up in a ‘
migo the label, got no pen, no paper
my shirt tiger stripe, the shoes alligator
my weed from jamaica, money order this i go
i said open them way up, tell ’em i work out on rio
i’mma plug in the cd with them chickens and pigeons
cocaine and midget, plus i touch it, i flip it
i remember it’s cool, t-ts are talking about history
i would try to make history, ‘
in that muscle car 12, put me over for flexin’

i got swingers, sour chicken’
i got soldiers in the streets, i’m commander in chief
when the j’s h-t the door i bet they nose bleed
i got a plug from mexico and a plug that’s chinese
bad b-tch on my team, do whatever i please
get thigh, cloud 9, she finess you with ease
at the jeweler, got me sick, achoo, i sneeze
salute me, i’m a king, the others rest in peace
last n-gg- try to judge him left him deceased
and we dumped him in the river, body stuffed with feces

i’m a cool division raised up with some principle
a lot like the seminals, baking soda and chemicals
i made it, i bake it, try to lie ‘
i be jigging for nothing, told a vision for money
got a b-mblebee belly, in my cup there’s some honey
take a trip to bahamas, made the plug up from london
‘
because itching and craving, girl come taste it
no, my swag is not basic, gonna strut with no laces

- migos lyrics

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