Migos

Migos - Lambo Doors lyrics

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Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before

Top floor in condos, pull up wearin' red rose gold

Pourin' lean by the 4, bad bitches at my show

Turn up, turn up, turn up every time you see the Migos



Yeah, Lambo doors, top floor condo

Wearin' red rose gold, f**kin' foreign hoes

Every time you see me, them Feds lookin' where I go

Gotta keep my hand clean, keep a lawyer on my phone

And you know the trap, it be boomin' all night long

And you know it, like Michael Jordan, 23, I'm in my zone

I might go cop official True Religion so I have to take a flight to Hong Kong

I'm walkin' around with a cone, when you see the goon y'all better go home

Steven Spielberg, bring your camera out

VVS shinin' so turn the lights out

We the youngest niggas in the street that everybody be talkin' 'bout

[?], smokin' on the mild



I'm in the Lam, she ain't ever seen before

I'm in the 'rari she ain't ever seen before

Turn up when you see the Migos

I got your bitch 'bout to send me her soul

I'm all about the head like a pillow

I got an eskimo in my earlobe

Red VV's 'round my collarbone

Red Actavis in my Styrofoam

Black Lambo, with the butterfly doors

Spaceship UFO, my whip ain't even in the store

I'm in the kitchen water whippin' on the stove

[?] get you where you wanna go

I'm in the backseat coolin' in the Rolls

Shawty mad, couldn't open up the doors

Young nigga try to [?] out the recipe

The money gettin' the best of me

The baking soda is the recipe

When I was broke, [?] rescue me

I know you ain't seen it

Young nigga walkin' with the Louis on the beanie

[?] young nigga schemin'

Had to pull the Lam out, shawty ain't believe me



Oh she bad, but I don't need her

Drop my top, I got Mazi fever

What's that in your long, bad blunt? I'm smokin' on Keisha

What's that in your bottle? Sippin' on lean by the liter

God damn Quavo, you movin' too slow, what the lean go for?

We can chop it up in the bando, I ship a pack anywhere they wanna go

Top floor coolin' in the condo, look out, see the ocean view

Make y'all niggas watch this movie, young nigga actin' like Tom Cruise

I got Louis V on my shoes, I got your mortgage in my jewels

I got a Corvette in my jeans, you broke, you don't know what that means

I'm just a young nigga gettin' trap money, invest it into the rap money

Back then, shawty you were actin' funny, I'ma still smash, you ain't gettin' nothin'
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Language: English

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