Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motorola, artist - $NOT.
Date of issue: 04.12.2018
Song language: English
Motorola |
Ahaha |
Ayy, put the volume up |
Alright, good, whoa, aye |
Yuh |
Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones |
Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome |
One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon |
Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room |
Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Ayy) |
Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome (Yuh) |
One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon |
Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room, ayy, whoa (Hold up) |
Hold up, hold up, ayy |
Press the pause on my life then I hit resume (Resume) |
Yellow car, foreign car, in a Bentley coupe |
Ice on my wrist, lemonade, sweet juice (Juice) |
Fly to the sky, stretch wings like a bird |
Head to the moon, land safe on the dirt (Yuh) |
Rest in peace you niggas, put you on a fuckin' shirt (Haha) |
I be in my mansion drinkin' ginseng tea (Ah) |
Pink, yellow diamonds comin' out the Fiji Sea |
Bad bitch, dragon tattoos on her ass |
She gon' love me for whatever 'cause I got the cash |
Ricky Martin, bitches love my fashion |
Pull up to yo' blood’s crib, ask him, «What's brackin'?» |
(What's brackin'?) |
I want all my net while I’m drinkin' fuckin' Sprite (Ah) |
Don’t mix it with no ice 'cause I don’t like, nah |
I remember when I was a kid, ridin' bikes |
Now I’m drivin', windows low, cups full of ice (Who dat?) |
Lookin' at the sky, whoa, diamonds shinin' bright (Bright) |
Ballin' on these niggas, now they call me head coach (Coach) |
Steppin' on these niggas, now they is a fuckin' roach (Ugh) |
Fuck on yo' bitch, dick cheese, not choke (Ayy) |
She need my bag quick, ASAP, pronto (Hahaha) |
Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Yuh) |
Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome |
One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon |
Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room |
Ayy, Samsung, Motorola, switch different phones (Ayy) |
Big choppa', small choppa', aimin' at your dome |
One bite, two bite, now I’m on the moon |
Back to the earth, chillin' in my space room, ayy, whoa |