Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To the Max, artist - Yellow Claw. Album song New Blood, in the genre
Date of issue: 21.06.2018
Record label: Barong Family
Song language: English
To the Max |
Yellow Claw just hit my line |
So let’s get this fucking money |
When I start, keep it coming |
I like hundreds, I like twenties |
Got a bitch that look like Chun-li |
And her pussy taste like honey |
I lay pipe just like a plumber |
She can feel it in her tummy |
Like my women, like my cars |
Auto foreign, auto foreign |
She ain’t flexible at all |
Guess she boring, guess she boring |
That say Polo on my boxers |
That’s Ralph Lauren, that’s Ralph Lauren |
Hit it then that paper chasing |
Where you going? |
Yeah, I’m going, waah |
Everything I ever do, know I do it to the max |
I don’t tell no lie to you |
It’s the truth, it’s a fact |
All I know is hustle hard |
Make a flip, bring it back |
You know all my money dirty |
All I know is trap-trap-trap |
All about that boom-boom-boom |
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom) |
All about that ching-ching-ching |
Make the rest go bling (bling) |
All about that bam-bam-bam |
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt) |
All about that green-green-green |
Bitch, I flex so mean |
Yellow Claw just hit my blunt |
They know all my shit is fire |
If you need it, what you want? |
Got that flame I’m the supplier |
If your goal is getting higher |
I’m that bitch, just hit my line |
Cashed a hundred grand in dubs |
No time to pay these hoes, no mind |
Swear to God, Debbie doing just fine |
A lot of new money from my hands these days |
Silly bitch never getting a dime |
'Cause I’ll be out of reach off of land these days |
But my grind don’t lag from the jetlag |
And the ink ain’t dried on my passport |
Put it on for the town, you can bet that |
Got the city on my back like a Jansport |
Everything I ever do, just know I do it to the max |
Like to double up my sex, if I go in and take 'em back |
And I’m known to turn it out, I’m talking everywhere I’m at |
Bitch, I made it out the hood and we ain’t going back to that |
All about that boom-boom-boom |
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom) |
All about that ching-ching-ching |
Make the rest go bling (bling) |
All about that bam-bam-bam |
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt) |
All about that green-green-green |
Bitch, I flex so mean |
Vai, gostosa, vai, danada |
Mexe a bunda, mexe a raba |
Mostra toda a sua pegada |
Vai, não para, não para |
Tá terrível, tá treinada |
Na minha cama tu é braba |
Eu na pose de quebrada |
Ela joga na cara, vai |
Movimento gostoso, ela quica pro pai |
Senta que senta gostoso demais |
Ela mostra pras mina como é que se faz |
Vai, vai, vai, vai |
Ela sabe que os cara não captam a dor |
Ela quer se envolver com nós na vida boa |
Se quer se envolver tem que se doar toda |
É só bunda que mexe, é só nave que voa |
All about that boom-boom-boom |
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom) |
All about that ching-ching-ching |
Make the rest go bling (bling) |
All about that bam-bam-bam |
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt) |
All about that green-green-green |
Bitch, I flex so mean |
Porque hoje deixa ela chegar |
Que ela quer dançar, quer se acabar |
Admiro ela rebolando |
Ela tá dançando, todo mundo quer olhar |
Mas que popozão, desce até o chão |
Eu hoje mirei na morena |
Ela gosta desse negão |
Eu sei que ela quer dançar |
Que ela quer beber, vai se acabar |
Tô pedindo pra esse DJ soltar o som pra ela rebolar |
Deixa ela dançar |
She knows I’m in love to no one |
I love your bumbum |
All about that boom-boom-boom |
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom) |
All about that ching-ching-ching |
Make the rest go bling (bling) |
All about that bam-bam-bam |
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt) |
All about that green-green-green |
Bitch, I flex so mean |