Lời bài hát MotorSport - IF8FX687
Bài hát: Motor Sport
Ca sĩ: Migos, Nicki Minaj, Cardi B
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
Face all your fears
Then get at me
Hit so many donuts
On them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly yeah
Xans Perky check (yeah)
Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball
Just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall
Walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey)
Now she can't go back
Xans Perky check (yeah)
Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah)
Just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey)
Walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad
(woo woo woo E)
Girl yeah yeah
I wish my grandma could see me
(Grandma)
Take away pain ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas ain't cappin' this season
Offset!
Uh the coupe came imported (hey)
This season's Off-White
Come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being I'm immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K
I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine
Butter (margarine)
And my ears got
McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon as I land on the Lear (whew)
Piguets they wet tears ('guets)
488 hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors Britney Spears
I'm boujee so bitch
Don't get near (boujee)
Criss Angel
Make dope disappear (voilà)
Hit the gas
It got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It's a race to the bag
Get the mills (hey)
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more
When I see him less
I get up set off
I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man we should sell that porn
Yeah Cardi B I'm back bitches
I don't wanna hear
I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't
What they say they are
And their pussy stank
They catfishin'
Same hoes that was sendin' shots
They reachin' out
Like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef (why)
When I could just hop in a Porsche
You heard she
Gon' do what from who
That's not a reliable source no
So tell me have you seen her
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
¡Dame más gasolina! Skrrt!
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
Uh yo watch your man
Then you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed
Administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats
You know what I am about
I am the champ
I'm Iron Mike in a bout
Attention
I'ma need you to face front
You don't want smoke with me
This is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan
We ain't pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit
On your bum-ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade
Shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be dead
You can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky
He say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga
You know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made
Now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office
But they copyin'
And that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent
But if Nicki on it it slaps ho
Get you lined for that paper
Like a loose leaf
When that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad
Bitches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB
I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe
I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford
To get a pink Bugatti
Hey yo Nick
Didn't you just do a hit with Gotti
That too
But my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap like the things
On the head of a Saudi
Bitch you my son
Go and sit on the potty (rrrr)
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I scuffed 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
Ain't make no commitment
With none of you bitches
'Cause money is treatin' me well
(uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible
I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums
We gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel
(I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad give me chills
And the left hand
On Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch
But the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is (huh)
Motorsport motorville
Abort the mission
That's a kill (pew pew brrr)
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
Bài hát: Motor Sport
Ca sĩ: Migos, Nicki Minaj, Cardi B
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
Face all your fears
Then get at me
Hit so many donuts
On them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly yeah
Xans Perky check (yeah)
Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball
Just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall
Walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey)
Now she can't go back
Xans Perky check (yeah)
Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah)
Just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey)
Walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad
(woo woo woo E)
Girl yeah yeah
I wish my grandma could see me
(Grandma)
Take away pain ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas ain't cappin' this season
Offset!
Uh the coupe came imported (hey)
This season's Off-White
Come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being I'm immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K
I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine
Butter (margarine)
And my ears got
McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon as I land on the Lear (whew)
Piguets they wet tears ('guets)
488 hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors Britney Spears
I'm boujee so bitch
Don't get near (boujee)
Criss Angel
Make dope disappear (voilà)
Hit the gas
It got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It's a race to the bag
Get the mills (hey)
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more
When I see him less
I get up set off
I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man we should sell that porn
Yeah Cardi B I'm back bitches
I don't wanna hear
I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't
What they say they are
And their pussy stank
They catfishin'
Same hoes that was sendin' shots
They reachin' out
Like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef (why)
When I could just hop in a Porsche
You heard she
Gon' do what from who
That's not a reliable source no
So tell me have you seen her
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
¡Dame más gasolina! Skrrt!
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
Uh yo watch your man
Then you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed
Administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats
You know what I am about
I am the champ
I'm Iron Mike in a bout
Attention
I'ma need you to face front
You don't want smoke with me
This is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan
We ain't pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit
On your bum-ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade
Shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be dead
You can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky
He say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga
You know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made
Now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office
But they copyin'
And that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent
But if Nicki on it it slaps ho
Get you lined for that paper
Like a loose leaf
When that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad
Bitches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB
I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe
I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford
To get a pink Bugatti
Hey yo Nick
Didn't you just do a hit with Gotti
That too
But my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap like the things
On the head of a Saudi
Bitch you my son
Go and sit on the potty (rrrr)
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I scuffed 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
Ain't make no commitment
With none of you bitches
'Cause money is treatin' me well
(uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible
I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums
We gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel
(I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad give me chills
And the left hand
On Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch
But the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is (huh)
Motorsport motorville
Abort the mission
That's a kill (pew pew brrr)
Motorsport yeah
Put that thing in sports (skrrt skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad)
Pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork
Never been a sport (dork yeah)
Pull up woo woo
Jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink)
My cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where)
We didn't take the stairs (where)
Faced my fears (fears)
Gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift)
On the Nawf get serious (serious)
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