Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We On, artist - Ace Hood. Album song Starvation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
We On |
| Okay |
| Uh, okay I walked in the party and Mr. swag, so gnarly |
| With a bad Spanish mammy that I act somebody |
| Yea that’s my Maseratti, going ham no salami |
| That’s your chick if I like it and I’m straight bow garden |
| In the club where the bottles, that Rosay no Muscato |
| They see me, models follow, ass clap, A, bravo |
| I’ll be why then my niggas see my jewels, they six figures |
| Fuck your girl and her friend. |
| I’m a dog. |
| How’d you figure? |
| Chillin' with my click and I puff that lot |
| She don’t wanna fuck then I tell the bitch bye |
| Heart so cold, why waste my time? |
| Twenty on the wrist cuz I like the shine |
| Fuck you niggas who hate on my |
| Credit card was not declined |
| Missionary no, not me, I like that pussy from behind |
| Bitch I’m balling every day, it’s like somebody pressed rewind |
| All my niggers came from nothing, mandatory that we shine |
| Bought a plane and no complainin' if I happen to recline |
| Sayin' nigga that they doubt it and I’m glad they don’t remind |
| Made a million off my hunger, that’s just solely my reply |
| Cuz we da best, shit ain’t the lie |
| Had to bring the money home |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Motherfucker, we on |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Motherfucker, we on |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me |
| Couple bitches getting siffy, celebrating cuz we winning |
| We on (we on) we on (we on) |
| And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) |
| I go so hard, niggas already know |
| Still in the club when they close at 4 |
| Birthday girl gon drop it low |
| Let’s make a toast to never broke us |
| We on (we on) we on (we on) |
| And we on (and we on) and we on (on) |
| Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the fuck of it |
| Pull up in some shit that just might destroy all your confidence |
| Need a bitch and hit it quick and never know a government |
| I’ll be rocking Hermes and that X don’t stand for hooligan |
| High boy, I fly, high nigga, blast off |
| You goof truth loose goose prove you ain’t cutting soft |
| We on, we on, way to keep up, bring on |
| All these cases of that aces, bring them back to my oasis |
| Taking shots after shots like I’m busting off that 44 |
| Man, that’s a rock, got me feeling like I’m overdosed |
| Living with my niggas, celebrating, rocking hell a go |
| Ring hell a big, you would think I won the Super Bowl |
| Yea, we in the building, why the fuck you think it’s super flow? |
| Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on |
| All these women love me cuz they know a youngun money long |
| Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home |
| Had to bring the money home |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Motherfucker, we on |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Motherfucker, we on |
| I had to bring the money home |
| Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the niggas with me |
| Couple bitches getting siffy, celebrating cuz we winning |
| We on (we on) we on (we on) |
| And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) |
| I go so hard, niggas already know |
| Still in the club when they close at 4 |
| Birthday girl gon drop it low |
| Let’s make a toast to never broke us |
| We on (we on) we on (we on) |
| And we on (and we on) and we on (on) |