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Quavo - Trippin lyrics

[Hook: Takeoff]
My b**hes, bad
And she ain't going for that
Got every colour Birkin bag
Just to make them b**hes mad
Balmains on her a**
Booty so big got to look when she pa**
Im a let her drive the Bentley
f** it might buy her a Jag
Most of you n***as be trippin'
All of you n***as be trippin'
My n***a what is you sippin'
That sh** gon f** up your kidneys
Pop a pint and I come to my senses
Rich trappers trap in the trenches
My hoe she actin' like catalina
So I send that b**h on a mission

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
My hoe she actin' like catalina
p**y wet water like Aquafina
She the baddest b**h ain't talking trina
Put that dope in the kitty it's nice to meet ya
Migos show we packin' out arena's
Diamonds shining from across the bleachers
Feel like Ace Boogie when he left the cleaner
Can't see these n***as John Cena
Any n***a want a feature no disrespect I'm a pull up with the nina
Nina make him do the macarena if he comin up short I'm a clean him
I am my brothers keeper told them bye Felica cause a n***a don't need em'
After I meet her then treat her and beat her then I've gotta a leave her
They say the drank is illegal my n***a well I get it in like it's legal
Pimpin' this b**h she gon bring me the money and dick and the perc what I feed her
Still trapping off the nokia
Me, Flippa Offset and Dre gon pour a pint in the liter
A zip in the two boy you teasin, get around broke n***as i get to sneezin, Takeoff!


[Hook: Takeoff]
My b**hes, bad
And she ain't going for that
Got every colour Birkin bag
Just to make them b**hes mad
Balmains on her a**
Booty so big got to look when she pa**
Im a let her drive the Bentley
f** it might buy her a Jag
Most of you n***as be trippin'
All of you n***as be trippin'
My n***a what is you sippin'
That sh** gon f** up your kidneys
Pop a pint and I come to my senses
Rich trappers trap in the trenches
My hoe she actin' like catalina
So I send that b**h on a mission

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Hol' up gang
Hol' up gang
Hol' up gang gang
Me and my n***a we pa**in' your hoe we on the same thang
If you not there then we kickin' your door
My b**h so bad she drinking the four
Beat it up beat it up beat the pot hoe
If she don't do it then she gotta go
Play with the snow
Allen Iverson I play with the snow
I'm Quavo Houdini
I'm havin' luck like I play with the Colts
All my n***as from the north
Pitch a hard ball Quavo John Smoltz
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I wrap it put it on the boat
Cookie bag make a young n***a choke
They say that she the b**h gettin' it
She a bad b**h gettin' it
Then where the f** is my percentage
Where the f** is my percentage?
Free my n***as gettin' sentenced
They say I'm going down in Guinness
I'm the realest n***a in it
Nawfside they invented it

[Hook: Takeoff]
My b**hes, bad
And she ain't going for that
Got every colour burkin bag
Just to make them b**hes mad
Balmains on her a**
Booty so big got to look when she pa**
Im a let her drive the Bentley
f** it might buy her a Jag
Most of you n***as be trippin'
All of you n***as be trippin'
My n***a what is you sippin'
That sh** gon f** up your kidneys
Pop a pint and I come to my senses
Rich trappers trap in the trenches
My hoe she actin' like catalina
So I send that b**h on a mission

[Verse 3: Offset]
I put my hoe on a mission
Go drop that dope off Mississippi
Actavis in and we sip it
We pimpin' that hoe make her listen
I had to take the little sentence
I gotta be there for my children
Talking to god while I'm kneelin'
Black and white lamb like a pilgrim
We put the north on the map
Pump by the head of the couch
Money took me different routes
I got a 9 in my crouch
Took off from the north and we elevated
I just be sippin' on Activated
We ready for war like a gladiator
f** her one time and eliminate her
Shorty a stallion
She looking like Kylie Jenner
I got a million
Bring the dope back I put dick up in her
I was trappin' in the Honda Civic
The dope on the pot be done in a minute
Invested trap money it benefited
One call to the north bring a hundred n***as

[Hook: Takeoff]
My b**hes, bad
And she ain't going for that
Got every colour burkin bag
Just to make them b**hes mad
Balmains on her a**
Booty so big got to look when she pa**
Im a let her drive the Bentley
f** it might buy her a Jag
Most of you n***as be trippin'
All of you n***as be trippin'
My n***a what is you sippin'
That sh** gon f** up your kidneys
Pop a pint and I come to my senses
Rich trappers trap in the trenches
My hoe she actin' like catalina
So I send that b**h on a mission

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