| Fuck it, crown the king
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| You dig?
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| You know know what I mean?
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| Fuck it, crown the king
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| Been truffle for the queen
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| G.I.A, my rings
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| G.I. |
| Joe, my team
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| Fuck what you mean
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| Fuck what you mean
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| Talking too cheap
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| Like money and green
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| Nigga look like we’ll, nigga look like we’ll shoot at 'em
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| Niggas look like we’ll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em
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| Nigga look like you’d snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
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| Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em
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| Nigga might think you FED’s the way you snap pictures
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| Shawty look like she serve the way she ride with niggas
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| Get what you earn when you serve with pistols
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| Trigger, finger, itching, itching RIP to Pistol Pete
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| She hit that line, Ronda Fletcher
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| Fish bowl, wrist swimming on the fish
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| Catch a Babe Ruth, the bat
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| I batted the bat
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| Two hoes attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins)
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| I do all stunts, I kick like a football punt
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| You wanna talk loans? |
| I made three mil this month
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| You wanna talk keys? |
| The white with the black wrap looking like nuns
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| You wanna talk thieves? |
| One side got it coming in, none
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| Fuck it, crown the kings
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| We’re living the dream
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| Crown the kings
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| Living the dream
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| Nigga look like we’ll, nigga look like we’ll shoot at 'em
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| Niggas look like we’ll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em
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| Nigga look like you’d snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
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| Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em
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| Nigga might think you FED’s the way you snap pictures
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| Drown the ice with medicine
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| Drown your bitch with the skeleton
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| I’m on the stove cooking elements
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| The skies the limit, I’m heaven-sent
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| Dripping the flies, a pelican
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| Buy my a zoo, I got elephants
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| They saucy, these niggas not relevant
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| They copy the bros and it’s evident
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| Riding in the red Wraith, row your boat
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| My soul devoted
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| Bank loans are loaded
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| Cash out, no notice
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| Rolls Royce came with a chauffeur
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| Stick in the couch and the sofa
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| Five Karat in my ear, it’s bolted
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| Hand me the fine smoke
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| Me and my bitches like B and Hova
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| Go do a show in the 'Sota
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| Stash the 100's they mowed up
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| Fuck on your bitch til' she throw up
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| Stick to the code, don’t fold up
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| Boujee bitch, her nose up
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| Smashing the thot, do I toe-tap
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| Hundred round
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| Fuck it, crown the kings
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| We’re living the dream
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| Crown the kings
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| Living the dream
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| Nigga look like we’ll, nigga look like we’ll shoot at 'em
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| Niggas look like we’ll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em
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| Nigga look like you’d snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
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| Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em
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| I got every drug that start with a letter
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| Chick is a tender
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| With her she said I’m «like Souja Boy the way you tell em»
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| Breakin' and enter
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| Free my nigga locked up in the cell, the cellular
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| Especially the regular
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| For the the feds, I free my nigga, federal
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| Couple cameras and some decimals
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| I’ma feed 'em to the animals
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| I let 'em play in the back with them loudly
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| Ti’l he run out of the stamina
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| I told him «he stealing"he told me I’m lying
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| Act like I wanna make millions with ya
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| Just to get hit and your manager
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| Fuck it, crown the kings
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| Crown the kings
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| Fuck it, crown the kings |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crown the Kings , by - Migos. Song from the album Culture II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп