Mike Will Made-It feat. Swae Lee & Future - Drinks On Us Lyrics

Lyrics Drinks On Us - Mike Will Made-It feat. Swae Lee & Future



Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthafuckin' plug"
Everybody sayin', "Aye where you get that from?"
And you feel so coolin' every time you in the club
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little mothafuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch, but she ain't loyal (she disloyal)
Nothing but love for you niggas riding with no tint
Grand total, five digits, make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog (geek geek)
I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands, dog (geek geek)
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we get that club, we 'bout that fun, go H.A.M. y'all
My comrades want them mils, my comrades want them millions
My comrades want the bills, my comrades want them billions
My comrades want that tri, my comrades want them trillions
Yeah, we need more than racks, my comrades want them 'illions
Been Provin', you ain't ever goin' up
Every time you hit the club, you always fuck it up
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
Bet you never see my niggas pull up to the spot
I just signed so many checks my wrist about to pop
If you ever talk about me when I'm not around
Your girl'll probably tell me when I put it in her mouth
(When I put it in her mouth)
Put your wallet in your pocket, bitch you playing
(Bitch you playing)
Even when I wasn't on, I'm always paying
(You know who's paying)
Went from hipsters, now it's models and these singers (on the low)
And my hair be growing like a fuckin' Saiyan (ooh)
I popped a couple pills, I think that I'm Devante
I fuck a bitch from Lost and Found
Like every Monday (oh yeah, oh yeah)
My jawline so defined, I'm wildin' like I'm Gunplay (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You see no white inside my eyes and it's a fun day
But when I'm workin', girl,
I'm workin' for the millions (workin' for the millions)
Girl, when I'm workin', I be workin' for them billions (ooh yeah)
Why your hand out, I ain't trickin', find another sucka'
These bitches tryna make a livin', but
You know I been on now, then, and I'm next
Every year my year, you know I always wanna flex
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
Say my, say my, say my, say my name
Switchin' bitches and I'm switchin' lanes
When they call last shot for alcohol
I just wanna take my last drink
I just wanna sip some clean purple
Hit the car lot and just made a purchase
I just realized that I am a star
Cruisin' my coupe up the boulevard
None of my pictures are watermarked
Got more water than the waterboy
I be on it draped me up, nigga
Yellow bone suck my nuts, nigga
She think it's chocolate but she call me papi
Papi Chulo, I'ma get it poppin'
Got some red bottoms on a hotty thotty
Put them heels and them nipples in new Cavalli
I just came in like a kamikaze
I just walk 'round like a zombie, daddy
I don't like bein' in paddy wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I'm really ready
I'm really 'bout to pour up on a jet
I would never mention niggas names
Tell niggas nigga never did exist
You niggas never ever been a threat
These niggas never get enough attention
I just put the bitch on punishment
I've been hangin' where the money been
I don't know what type of love is this
Can you tell me where my dogs at?
Put a hollow in your ball cap
What type of nigga you call that?
When I hang up on you, never call back
I'm a money counter, count my own money
Been Provin', you ain't ever goin' up
Every time you hit the club, you always fuck it up
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little mothafuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead



Writer(s): Michael Len Ii Williams, Abel Tesfaye, Nayvadius Wilburn, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown, Matthew James Day


Mike Will Made-It feat. Swae Lee & Future - Ransom
Album Ransom
date of release
16-12-2014



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