Childish Gambino – Move That Dope / Nextel Chirp / Let Your Hair Blow (feat. Young Scooter) lyrics

[Part 1: Move That Dope]

[Verse 1]
Whippin’ the Lam’, whippin’ and grippin’ the Lam’
Niggas like ‘Bino the man, I was like damn
I was allergic to not makin’ money, the timing was perfect
They used to not pay him no never mind
Niggas these numbers don’t ever lie
Fuck wit’ your boy like a pedophile
Damn I’m fly, I’m so high I might need a spaceship
I’m on acid, this bitch is basic
We them niggas y’all love to hate on
But when you see us y’all never say shit
Conversation, I’m in that, top 5, I’m in rap
Pussy niggas, y’all say shit and don’t do shit
Flew your girl to Saint Lucia
Oh, these niggas are not from Atlanta, these niggas are not from Atlanta
Cause I’m from Atlanta and we would just handle it
Struggle rap, Canibus
Amethyst, my weed purple
Rap game, I’m Steve Urkel, Urquelle
She want some pics, I’m like “oh well, you better Google search”
Money rule my universe
Nigga we made it
We had the beat and then we heard the verse and said “nigga we hate it”
Livin’ my life like I’m Jaden (Smith)
Tesla the color of Satan (whip)
Bitches are mine for the takin’
I understand why you hate us

[Part 2: Nextel Chirp]

[Hook]
Nigga don’t (DRAMATIC!)
Hit me on my Nextel chirp, when you heard that *brrrp* *brrrp*, mean that nigga got some work
Yeah, my cousin used to serve ’em, now he learning how to walk
If you really from Atlanta then you heard this shit before
Yeah, you know, uh
Nigga don’t hit me on my Nextel chirp
When you heard that *brrrp* *brrrp*, mean that nigga got some work
Yeah, my cousin used to serve ’em, now he learning how to walk
If you really from Atlanta then you heard this shit before
Yeah, you know, uh

[Verse 2]
Yes I be the man, who you tellin’?
Smokin’ on that loud, what you smellin’?
Cops want a nigga for the sport
Hundred dollars, can’t afford it
Made my momma cry in court
Fuck them niggas
Fulton County, Cobb County, see the twelve be out
See you wit’ your friends and break you up cause you hanging out
Learn to talk about, what you talkin’ ’bout?
Never on the phone, had to do it on my own
Took a minute, now we on, yeah
Scooter got the Street Lottery, that’s a classic
Cause it be showin’ niggas how to be when you passin’
That white girl, that white girl, Niykee Heaton, yeah
I might girl, I might girl, are you eatin’ though?
Patience, congratulations, I’m on my A shit
I met this dude while on vacation, I didn’t say shit
When he was talkin’ all that bullshit about the nation
His daughter, I just gave a facial, my reparations

[Bridge]
Uh, it’s a new black renaissance
Uh, all that wack shit they be on
Uh, what’s the type of shit that they be on
Uh, what’s the type of shit that they be on

[Part 3: Let Your Hair Blow]

[Scratches and Rewinds]

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Let the top down and let your hair blow (x6)
You got a perfect body, all natural
Body that the superstar lookin’ for
Hey baby, let’s just go for a ride, okay

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Let the top down and let your hair blow
Let the top down and let your hair blow
You got a perfect body, all natural
Body that the superstar lookin’ for
Let’s ride and let the top down
Let your hair blow, ride and smoke out
We party on the Interstate, shut I-20 down
Even in the winter flexin’ with the top down

[Verse 3: Childish Gambino]
Top down, let ’em see a king
East side, East side, I’m just bein’ me
I’m just seein’ Gs, I’m just makin’ culture
I just say the realest shit and hope it don’t insult you
On stage, yellin’ crazy shit
I was high but I meant that shit
Let it out, gotta vent that shit
Play me loud, that’s event music
I don’t swear to God, I just swear to me
I don’t think there’s anything I couldn’t be
All we know is trust, that’s the R O Y A L T Y
Please don’t ask a king what it’s hard to be

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Let the top down and let your hair blow
Let the top down and let your hair blow
You got a perfect body, all natural
Body that the superstar lookin’ for
Let’s ride and let the top down
Let your hair blow, ride and smoke out
We party on the Interstate, shut I-20 down
Even in the winter flexin’ with the top down

Young Scooter – Plug Lingo

[Intro]
Haha, yeah nigga, count up
Black migo, count up

[Verse 1]
I just hit up Avianne, told him I want clear stones (real diamonds)
I’m ’bout to say fuck this shit, it’s no more talkin’ on cellphones
Flyin’ packs from Hollywood, coolin’, juggin’ out the load
When they touch Atlanta, plug prices in Lil Mexico
Jugg and finessin’, they ask how I do (finesse)
Get your calculator nigga, I make count music (count up)
You can count to it (count up), smoke an ounce to it (yeah)
Or go and make a jugg, nigga this is plug music (plug)
So I speak plug lingo (yeah), remember I used to four four? (yeah)
But now it’s twenty for a show so I don’t four four no more (nah)
But I still got bricks though (bricks)
Hoes full of bales too (remix)
Same clientele my whole life, I just ain’t servin’ you (Young Scooter)

[Chorus]
The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo

[Verse 2]
My producer did this beat, shout out to Metro
A jugg want a brick right after the show
That nigga the police, I know though
I’m street smart nigga, and you know how that go though
Everybody want to be a plug but can’t handle it
Soon as he get caught with a brick he start tellin’ shit
That’s why I finesse every new nigga, try to buy a brick
But I won’t let you play me nigga, I’m the king of pullin’ tricks
I’m talkin’ to the labels, speakin’ plug lingo
These bricks ain’t goin’ nowhere, I need y’all for promo
The price went down on cocaine, it ain’t high no more
Remix remix remix, that’s Freebandz lingo

[Chorus]
The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo

Young Scooter – Cook Up (feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeah
Let’s get it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook up, they cook up
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who [?]
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

Cook up – Young Scooter feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Cook up

Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeahhh
Let’s get it.(cook up)

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, versuri-lyrics.info
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!).

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook uppp, they cook uppp
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who ..
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant.

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callinnn’.
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