Stripper Bowl (Explicit) - Migos
Lyrics by：Tyron Douglas/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Kiari Kendrell Cephus
Composed by：Tyron Douglas/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Kiari Kendrell Cephus
Bring the whips out for the Super Bowl
500 racks for the Stripper Bowl
The money on the floor better get it ho
Anything goes with the Huncho
Buddah bless this beat
Ah yeah woah uh yeah yee uh woah yeah we gon'
Sue sue sue sue sue sue sue let's go
Big boy necklace seriously flexin'
N***as stressin' n***as out here pressin'
N***as out here playin'
My chopper keep on sprayin'
Get on my knees start prayin'
Get on my knees start crappin'
Everybody know that I'm trappin'
Everybody know that I'm gettin' it
Spatula money I'm flipping it
Big guns all through the city
Stir fry smokin' on eggrolls
Trap boy hot with a little stove
The money got a crease like it been fold
I like my money straight hot
Life in the school they got the eye on
Mama said I left with the pot on
Give 'em a shoulder to cry on
Brrp brrp brrp your thot ain't home
On the ground tryna be a gangsta
N***a get bread with no fingers
Boy Meets World no Topanga
Got tried in the street and it change him
D**n I find it the strangest
Lookin' at the lame and he famous
Crowd chasin' all different angles
Little n***a don't know it get dangerous
Woo ooh ooh ooh
Make M's by the hour
We gon' make him leave him sour
Double-up stack it up Twin Tower
Get the stick pay the hit some allowin' it
Auto a burk-burk net deter-terg'
I just occur-urred LV Verge-erge
Mister perf-er my wrist is work-work
Which one you work-work
Check on your turbin
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo they all want me
Hit them all with a .40 the bullet comin'
Get a n***a dead for a lower
Guineas on my wrist you left the water running
So I don't see it that's a whole hunter
N***as can't get in the door for plenty summers
Whip it on the stove like it's been a
Take a n***as soul for some petty money
Danger I'ma go and paint 'em
Douple Cup Triple K I'ma go hang 'em
Gotta let 'em out the cage can't tame 'em
And if you catch 'em by D you can't blame 'em
Big torch I'ma go and flame 'em
Triple bald lookin' like a Wrestle Mania
500k through 500 ways in the hurt and nobody else came with 'em
They say like they mention on Phi
Q say we did it with 21 Nah
A part of ya ain't know 'bout the
Have fun with the guys and nobody dies
No cap on this story as Banco you goin'
As Bussey you think that I'm lyin'
Never seen it with your eyes
So my money strippers were swimmin' in pies
It would've been
***Lyrics are from third-parties***
The London (feat. J. Cole & Travis Scott)
dope yho! Hh Hh
stripper bowl is the shit listen to takeoffs lines 🔥🔥🔥
some appreciation for this beat tho😎♥
😂😂😂😂😂😂U STUPID?? ONSET WHERW U SEEN HIM AT??😂😂😂😂😂
Quavo, offset and onset put it together and it's now migos as a whole
y'all comment like they gon respond
woo am loving 💥
I want Offset and Takeoff to rap alone. Quavo can make his noises on the hook
Love this hit