Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Ready, artist - Migos. Album song Young Rich N*ggas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
We Ready |
| We ready, we ready |
| Rich Gang, Soulja Boy, turn up, Soulja |
| S-o-u-l-j-a b-o-y t-e-l-l-e-m we ready, we ready |
| She wanna lick the molly off of me |
| Nigga I be stuntin' so hard, it’s no see me nigga |
| S-o-u-l-j-a b-o-y t-e-l-l-e-m we ready |
| We ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a b we ready, we ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a B |
| She say she wanna lick the molly off of me |
| I pull up in a what you call it |
| Drop top cost $ 240 |
| All the bad bitches on me, nigga get 'em off me |
| I be flexin' in that new 'Rari |
| So much ice on my neck I don’t say sorry |
| You can see me from a mile away |
| Young Dre keep a tec and a throw away |
| Hey bro, ain’t that right or what’s his name |
| Hit the block in that fire flame |
| Lil Dre getting guap, confetti |
| SODMG Rich Gang |
| Bitch, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a, bitch we ready, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| Bitch we ready |
| M-I-G-O G-A-N-G E-N-T, Young Rich Nigga, we ready |
| I’m spraying the Glock like confetti |
| The bullets they humming they let it, my pockets are fat it’s on lettuce, |
| she said it |
| Pull up in that Oakland Raider Drop Audi |
| Then I poof be gone like Houdini driving |
| That’s the plug, drop the bricks, circumcise 'em |
| Then I hit the pot with the pile driver |
| Bitch, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a, bitch we ready, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| Bitch we ready |
| Bitch, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a, bitch we ready, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| Bitch we ready |
| Young Rich Nigga, I call the plug, I’m finessing |
| I’m strapped up with the smith and wesson, I’m taking yo blessings |
| Smoking a Michael Vick 7, preach to these niggas like reverends |
| No Jason and Freddy, I keep the Machete |
| I’m taking a trip to Quebec to go pick up that check |
| Nigga no UPS but he mail it, wrap that bitch up and I scale it |
| Stand on the block and I sale it, selling more dope than them niggas in Belly |
| The niggas after me, I’m Makaveli |
| She popping the molly, she rollin' like Kelly, she sweating |
| She can’t stop touching and talking and feeling on me |
| All this jewelry on me, it’s kinda hard to see |
| Migo Gang Ent! |
| Bitch, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| S-o-u-l-j-a, bitch we ready, we ready, we ready, we ready |
| Bitch we ready |