Migos - 50 Chicks lyrics
rate meI’m trapping, I’m trapping, I’m capping, man
Catch me in the back of the alley
I’m chopping the bricks wit Longway and Da Flippa man
(bricks), bow, bow, craw, bow
Them bullets, they hittin your head band
My niggas, they aim at your shoulders
Your niggas, they shooting below the waist band
Got 50 chicks
Got 50 chicks
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, all this motherfucking trapping
Nigga gonna end up rich
All this motherfucking trapping
We gonna end up rich
I’m trapping, I’m trapping, I’m capping, man
Catch me in the back of the alley
I’m chopping the bricks wit Longway and Da Flippa man
(bricks), bow, bow, craw, bow
Them bullets, they hittin your head band
My niggas, they aim at your shoulders
Your niggas shooting below the waist band
She poppin that pussy on handstands!
She do anything for the rubber band
I heard she can swallow a soda can
Ben Fanklin's stuck in my Robin's
People they looking around for Batman
Nigga, you think about robbing
Pull out the strap and they calling me Gatman
Finesse in the city, we running the tickers
Yo, nigga, go collect the stacks, man
Skippa Da Flippa, Quavo the Grim Reaper
Longway got the strap and a beeper
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, all this motherfucking trapping
Nigga gonna end up rich
All this motherfucking trapping
We gonna end up rich
50 chicks, 50 bricks coming in on a ship
Got a bad, yellow bitch with a cold, we her bricks
Skippa da flippa, young rich nigga
I came up, off hitten them licks, China town plug, he is the shit
He is my flip, the town is my bitch
…50 turn double, I’m a smooth criminal
Paying weighin, triple beam original
No grams here, my scales are now digital
Double cup leaning, you drinking on pinnacle
Audi R8 the 4G's additional …time for a physical
Me and your bitch sucking my dick
Im rubbin her clit still gripping the stick
50 them chicks, 50 them chicks
Trapping and capping gonna get a nigga rich
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, all this motherfucking trapping
Nigga gonna end up rich
All this motherfucking trapping
We gonna end up rich
Take out, take out 50 chicks, 30 sticks
Grab my screen, 50 inch
Bend white bitch …and I’m in the kitchen
I butter my bitch ‘cause they talking ‘bout dinners
…and diamonds boost my appearance …
My lawyer keep telling me my niggas ain’t with me
I fuck with your money, I pull a grand hustle
See it’s the label, it’s the competition
I forget to mention, nigga, we winning …
I’m smoking, I’m guessing, I’m laughing like witches
Them nigga I get it, my resident, take your bitch with the president
My money so long ain’t no measurements
Meeting with Benjamin and picking up Franklins
Fucking my wrist, it got me rich
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks, 50 chicks
50 chicks, all this motherfucking trapping
Nigga gonna end up rich
All this motherfucking trapping
We gonna end up rich
Thanks to sherm for correcting these lyrics
Thanks to tripleBeam for correcting these lyrics
