Waptrick BoB Ft Future - Ready Στίχοι Τραγουδιών

  • [Intro: Future]

    Apply major pressure, my nigga...

    You hear me?

    [Chorus: Future]

    Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit

    Nigga got five different iPhones only pickin' up for that grip

    Anytime they come around here nigga

    We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas

    We just get ready...

    We just get ready...

    Any time they come around here nigga

    We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas

    We just get ready...

    [B.o.B]

    Hey, hey, hey, hey

    It's Ray Bans (Bans) and Freebandz - we gettin' money

    while you hatin' (okay, okay, okay); we somewhere in Abu Dhabi

    with Arabians (rrrah) and G5, and where my posse at?

    It's outrageous (yeah), on that good Jamaican (hey, hey, hey)

    That's right, I'm too faded, you two shady, I'm too greedy with two ladies

    Excellence I'm exuberated, I'm finna smash like two potatoes

    I don't give a fuck, not even two maybes (na-da), I turn up/turnip on niggas like rutabagas

    I do it daily, I do it daily (what), that's my swag, you should pay me (okay)

    Ain't that the truth? This my whip, ain't that the coupe?

    Hustle Gang ain't that the squad, that bitch actin' like you gotta prove

    While they out here catchin' feelings, I'mma catch a flight or two

    I just give her major pressure while she gave me major WHOOOOO...

    [Chorus]

    [Future]

    We just get ready...

    Anytime they come around here nigga

    We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas

    We just get ready...

    [B.o.B]

    Okay, okay, okay, hey

    Anything they wanna do (Bans), hell yeah I'm ready for it (okay)

    Sexy bitch just throw that back (ay), hell yeah she ready for it (yeah)

    They thought that the boy was stupid (what), now my shit they checkin' for it (yeah)

    And your girl she addicted to it, I think that ho need metaphor (BANS)

    All I heard is that boy a-pop, all I heard is that boy a-not

    Top 5 on any list (okay), but I moved up about five slots

    Some pass one, high as fuck, I don't see nigga 'til I look down

    Just turned my crib to the hookah spot

    you are now welcome to the kush lounge (smoke it, smoke it, smoke it, smoke it)

    So miss me with that fuckery (fuckery), girl come here with that suckery (do it)

    Ham squad, Hustle Gang, that's that (Underground Luxury)

    I don't mess with them fake type, I bet 'em all if it was up to me

    Even if a bitch was a cashier, still she'll never get a buck from me

    Hahaha

    [Chorus]

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