Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Emoji A Chain, artist - Migos. Album song Culture II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol Records;, Motown, Quality Control
Song language: English
Emoji A Chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain (rain) |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (hey) |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (whoo) |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain (rain) |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Niggas out here ain’t got stain (yeah) |
Making this money, been balling on niggas |
They think I’ve been sounding too lame |
Pull up and «what the fuck nigga"that's strange (what the fuck) |
Water on my neck and my wrist (splash, splash) |
Look at this fluid (splash) |
200 sit on my dash, smash |
12, I’ma lose 'em |
Hot commodity, the dope on hot commodity |
The drop is on fire |
I’m at the top and I took your slot, you niggas ain’t hot (cold) |
Go to the lot and drop |
I want the drop, robot |
Niggas gon' talk and pop |
You get shot out your socks |
What you want lil mama? |
Go 'head and fuck on my partner |
Comfort your head like a liner |
White, these diamonds albino |
Wrapping the brick like a gyro |
Migo gang Cinco De Mayo |
Hey, I, count the guwop (count, count) |
Set up shop (oh, oh), fuck the cops (fuck 12) |
Wayne worried (not at all) |
Diamonds (diamonds) on my wrist look like McFlurry’s (oh lord) |
And these, thotties ain’t got manners, slurpin' |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Flipping the bird, I put a brick in her purse |
These niggas evil, a curse |
I pray and send 'em to church |
I’ma pull up on your turf |
I’m with the smoking, who get it first |
No addy but I’ma learn |
I ain’t been hurt since birth |
I know my rights and worth |
Birds and Gerald LaVert |
I show you the plug at work |
He careful from sittin' but I was a curve |
She pull up on me, a curve |
Hop in the Rolls and swerve |
The watch two tone |
It’s white and red so much water |
I’ma have to learn how to surf (surf) |
Hey, I, count the gwap (count, count) |
Set up shop (oh, oh), fuck the cops (fuck 12) |
Wayne worried (not at all) |
Diamonds (diamonds) on my wrist look like McFlurry’s (oh lord) |
And these, thotties ain’t got manners, slurpin' |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
You can’t get a bag, makin' me laugh (hah) my hips |
I Gucci my belt, makin' an emoji my whip (emoji) |
Huncho barbarian, McLaren, I park at fif’s |
And the comparison, I’m staring at lines of shrimps |
Cruise, of course, like a blimp |
Dunking a boat like I’m Kim |
Slangin the like a chimp |
Shot on me walk with a limp |
Niggas so don’t attempt |
Ice on change the temp |
No sense bangin' them |
Don’t let strangers in |
Twist your fingers in |
Gangsters shit begin |
Used to get in and kickin' the doors and now I want the back end |
Used to sleep on Metro’s floors, fuckin' a bitch and her friend |
Waking them up with a text, say «hoe, let your day begin» |
Hey, I, count the gwap (count, count) |
Set up shop (oh, oh), fuck the cops (fuck 12) |
Wayne worried (not at all) |
Diamonds (diamonds) on my wrist look like McFlurry’s (oh lord) |
And these, thotties ain’t got manners, slurpin' |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |
Put on the Patek, changing the weather |
The shit turning into the rain |