Migos - Remember lyrics

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Migos - Remember lyrics

[Hook: Lil Duke] My country boy's on the way, I'm finna serve him I want you to hold this K, and don't act nervous Them goons around me, and they working We getting them birds in, and that's for certain He claim that he a boss but he never took a loss Playing both sides, that's that sh** that'll get your a** offed Got some shooters on a budget, they'll k** your a** for nothing Run up on you with that carbon, 40 clip into his noggin They vicious [Verse 1: Young Thug] Your b**h is naked washing dishes She like my lifestyle, she say we live too religious Two thousand for my gators, them b**hes look itchy b**hes got bumps, and I'm rich like Donald Trump Driving around with that pump, pockets look like a lump Weed smelling like skunks, blunts big as a stump b**hes wan' f** Young Thug and they wanna f** on Duke, uh Thugger not with the bullsh**, baby I just want fun Boolin' out in the [?] baby, I came up off midget Now we not getting pulled over but my whole crew got them tickets Baby I'm YSL, I'd love to come to the funeral No I'm not no physic but I got powers just like Yugi-oh [Hook: Lil Duke] My country boy's on the way, I'm finna serve him I want you to hold this K, and don't act nervous Them goons around me, and they working We getting them birds in, and that's for certain He claim that he a boss but he never took a loss Playing both sides, that's that sh** that'll get your a** offed Got some shooters on a budget, they'll k** your a** for nothing Run up on you with that carbon, 40 clip into his noggin They vicious [Verse 2: Lil Duke] I'm in the front of the line like the motherf**in' hearse do I know Thugger k**ed verse one, I'm ‘bout to k** verse two DK in a new Ferrari, damn we runnin' ‘round the lobby We so high off life, and we ain't got no f**ing option Reel them ducks in, we call it going fishing Washing machine all that money, we call it cleaning dishes Making birds take a bath, we call it shaving pigeons And I ain't PeeWee Longway but your ho know I'm dealing I'm cold hearted, I don't got no feelings In that new drop top, I don't got no ceilings The roof is absent, ball like I got cancer I'm the man in Atlanta, ask your favorite dancer [Hook: Lil Duke] My country boy's on the way, I'm finna serve him I want you to hold this K, and don't act nervous Them goons around me, and they working We getting them birds in, and that's for certain He claim that he a boss but he never took a loss Playing both sides, that's that sh** that'll get your a** offed Got some shooters on a budget, they'll k** your a** for nothing Run up on you with that carbon, 40 clip into his noggin They vicious

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