Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song THat Part, artist - ScHoolboy Q. Album song Blank Face, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ScHoolboy Q
Song language: English
THat Part |
Me no conversate with the fake… that part |
All my bitches independent bitches… that part |
I just want the paper… that part |
All my bitches flavored |
That part, that part, that part, that part |
Ayy! |
That part |
Bang this shit in the hood, one time |
Lil' bitch, I’m back and poppin' |
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options |
Broke? |
Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit |
Quarter million, switchin' lanes… that part |
Bet my bitch move the same old thing… that part |
405 with the gun off safety… that part |
A.M., still tryna make that plate |
Rich or poor, nigga, choose your fate |
Style on top of style, nigga |
Five years I’ve been rich, nigga |
Drove Beamers down Fig, nigga |
Pushed Porsches down Broadway |
I’ve been divin' in different hoes, nigga |
Got a chain that’s worth the Rolls, nigga |
Got an engine back with the top in it |
Nigga drivin' it like it’s a bomb in it |
Me no conversate with the fake… that part |
All my bitches independent bitches… that part |
I just want the paper… that part |
All my bitches flavored |
That part, that part, that part, that part |
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! |
(That part) |
Beggars can’t be choosers, bitch this ain’t Chipotle |
Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O’Shea |
Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (Kobe) |
I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me |
Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ |
Y’all don’t feel me, man, this ain’t okay |
Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I’m reloaded |
Rich nigga, still eatin' catfish |
That bitch ain’t really bad, that’s a catfish |
If I walk up out of Saks Fifth |
Have the paparazzi doin' backflips, yeah |
If I lay you down on the mattress |
Blow the back out 'til you backless |
Thick, we already established |
She just got 'em done, bra-strapless |
Yeah! |
Okay, okay, okay, okay! |
(That part) |
Beggars can’t be choosers, bitch, this ain’t Chipotle (That part) |
Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O’Shea (That part) |
Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (That part) |
Me no conversate with the fake… that part |
All my bitches independent bitches… that part |
I just want the paper… that part |
All my bitches flavored |
That part, that part, that part, that part |
Ayy! |
That part |
Bang this shit in the hood, one time |
Lil' bitch, I’m back and poppin' |
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options |
Broke? |
Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit |
Few million made and still ain’t changed… that part |
Me, my girl got matchin' bling… that part |
I’ma get so blowed, I’ma lose my brain… that part |
Me and XO only thing go straight |
Need me a bitch that’ll go both ways |
Style on top of style, nigga |
Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga |
Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga |
When I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga |
Got a Chevy with side to side on it |
Hundred spokes, the Dana Danes on it |
Got a chopper that stand at 5'2″ |
I put your homies right down beside you |
Me no conversate with the fake… that part |
All my bitches independent bitches… that part |
I just want the paper… that part |
All my bitches flavored |
That part, that part, that part, that part |
Ayy! |
That part |
That part |
That part |
Walkin' livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (That part) |
I just dropped 60, man, I feel like Kobe |
Lamar was with me, man, I feel like Kobe |
Pippen at my weddin', man, I feel like Jordan |
Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy |
Ain’t say shit, nigga |
You was listenin' close though |
You was listenin' to hoes though |
You wouldn’t listen to the flow though |
Listen to the GOAT |
Lunch line, young nigga from the 'Go though |
I’ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew? |
When I’m with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q |
And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg |
Get that nigga on the phone |
Top Dawg on the phone! |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! |
Hah! |