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Quavo - Where lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh sh**, Takeoff you ready?)
Hey flip, f** n***a better tell me where the money at
(Where it's at?)
Where it at f** n***a?
(Get it up)
Where it's at n***a?
I ain't playin' n***a, uh

[Hook: Takeoff]
The n***a better tell me where the cash at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the bands at (cash)
n***a better tell me where the dope at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the coke at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the work at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the d** at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the pounds at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the yams at (uh)
n***a better tell me where the stove at (where?)
n***a better tell me where you put the dope at (where?)
n***a better tell me when the truckload comin' in (truckload)
Or your wig get pushed back (baow-baow)
And I know you don't really want that (no)
So you better tell me where you put it at (where it's at?)
Where the work and f**in' d** at? (where it's at?)
Where the pounds and the f**in' yams at? (pop-pop-pop)

[Veres 1: Takeoff]
Broad daylight searchin' for a juug
Finna hit a kick door in my hood
Hit the right house and everything good
Dope sold, money fold
Them Arabian people, they got the gold
West side that my migo, did five years down the road
He never told, he never fold
When they brought him up in court the n***a stood up on his own
If a n***a try to run up on a n***a, think a n***a slippin', ain't know I had the Smith & Wesson, hit in the dome
I'm takin my private jet to go out to the Rome
That Dolce Gabbana, the OG gas is my cologne
Jay Z and Kanye West, b**h I come to take the throne
Macaulay Culkin n***as because you was home alone
I was trappin' cappin' n***a now I'm trappin', dabbin'
You gotta be a soldier if you wanna be a captain
Thinkin' bout a plan n***a, got to make it happen
Got to get a name even if it means snatchin'
Runnin' round the lobby with a perc and clean molly
Scotty 2 hotty, these b**hes feel it on their body
Don't blame it on Takeoff, you better blame it on narcotics
We livin' in Jumanji house so say rest in peace to Robin

[Hook: Takeoff]
The n***a better tell me where the cash at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the bands at (cash)
n***a better tell me where the dope at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the coke at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the work at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the d** at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the pounds at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the yams at (uh)
n***a better tell me where the stove at (where?)
n***a better tell me where you put the dope at (where?)
n***a better tell me when the truckload comin' in (truckload)
Or your wig get pushed back (baow-baow)
And I know you don't really want that (no)
So you better tell me where you put it at (where it's at?)
Where the work and f**in' d** at? (where it's at?)
Where the pounds and the f**in' yams at? (pop-pop-pop)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Shh, there he go
Shh, run to the truck, n***a kick the door (boom-boom)
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Shh, lay him on the floor n***a, so tell me where the dough
He didn't want to talk so I shot him dead in the throat
I ain't gon' say no more
Searchin' through the house I find a suitcase with the dough
It's a n***a in the closet loaded with the .44
Oh sh** n***a, back up the coat then we out the door
The lick was successful, I bought me a bezel
Next time I hit a lick it's gonna be better
I started off robbin', finessin', it's different levels
In the game I watch a n***a schedule
Beatin' up the pot, you call me Pacquiao (beat it up!)
I'm readin' the bible, talkin' bout Malachi (God)
This pistol lookin' at you, it's my 3rd eye (boaw!)
Put it into a n***a, give him a toe tie (k** him!)
I heard that you the gangster, pistol got you flinchin', think it's Christmas all the gifts I'm gettin'
33 birds in the kitchen, Scottie Pippen (brrr!)
You n***as be flexin', you actin', Mel Gibson (flex!)
Got the fork in the water, you think a n***a fishin'
Where it's at, I don't like to k** 'em, I'm a Christian
Police lookin' for a n***a, call me Brian Nichols
It's not a photo shoot, I'm takin' shots, it's not a picture (ra-ra-ra!)

[Hook: Takeoff]
The n***a better tell me where the cash at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the bands at (cash)
n***a better tell me where the dope at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the coke at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the work at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the d** at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the pounds at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the yams at (uh)
n***a better tell me where the stove at (where?)
n***a better tell me where you put the dope at (where?)
n***a better tell me when the truckload comin' in (truckload)
Or your wig get pushed back (baow-baow)
And I know you don't really want that (no)
So you better tell me where you put it at (where it's at?)
Where the work and f**in' d** at? (where it's at?)
Where the pounds and the f**in' yams at? (pop-pop-pop)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Somebody better tell me, where is the dope-dope-dope (where it's at, n***a?)
Somebody better tell me, Lord bless his soul-soul-soul-soul
When I kick in your door (boom! Get down!), wavin' the chopper all around the room
(And you already know what time it is n***a), I'd like to welcome y'all to legion of doom
He ran off with the pack, I know I'ma see him soon
There he go, he sprayin' bloock wet like typhoon
Get on the floor (get on the floor)
Better come off that dope (better come off that)
Better not be cut with soap (better not be cut)
I am the head huncho, I got head hunters that come for the throat
Don't nobody know that you missin'
Don't know body know nothin' bout Migo' business
Runnin' with the money pronto, not leavin' a witness

[Hook: Takeoff]
The n***a better tell me where the cash at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the bands at (cash)
n***a better tell me where the dope at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the coke at (c**aine)
n***a better tell me where the work at (where?)
n***a better tell me where the d** at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the pounds at (you better do it)
n***a better tell me where the yams at (uh)
n***a better tell me where the stove at (where?)
n***a better tell me where you put the dope at (where?)
n***a better tell me when the truckload comin' in (truckload)
Or your wig get pushed back (baow-baow)
And I know you don't really want that (no)
So you better tell me where you put it at (where it's at?)
Where the work and f**in' d** at? (where it's at?)
Where the pounds and the f**in' yams at? (pop-pop-pop)

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