Schoolboy Q - 3 On lyrics

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Schoolboy Q - 3 On lyrics

[Drake:] A n***a got a woozah Comin' at me never work no matter who try I got 'em all a check without the wooha Flip Mo's on you quick got a few size (wooh) Comin' from the 6 side When n***as gon' shout posse just to get by Stay true never switch sides, yea The game turn me into this guy, yea And now everytime Drake-out Cameras always flashing tryna put me on the takeout Crib in Calabasas man I call that sh** the safe house 30 minutes from LA this sh** is way up (wooh) D Day that's where I'm stayin' You can hear it in my voice I'm gon' win, yea OB dat my brother like a Wayans Ya know I only show up if you payin' n***a, yea I always been on, I always been 2 on For like the past 5 years all these n***as wanna shine I got the flashlight here mayne 'Bout ta hit the gas right here mayne Also livin' in the past life right here mayne You, bring the cash right here mayne Miracles, sit your a** right here mayne Mayne, you know I hate to wait That's why I get it first and you get it late Yea, OVO sound man that's everyday It's Young Money Records get the record straight [Tinashe:] Now I love to get on I love to get 2 on When the drink be too strong When the tree be way too strong G-g-get faded turn up bruh Pour it on up 'till I can't even think no more G-g-get ratchet go dumb then go more dumb then we can keep it lit let's roll I love to get 2 on (let's let's, let's roll) I love to get 2 on I love to get (le-le-let's roll) I love to get 2 on (let's let's, let's roll) I love to get 2 on I love to get (le-le-let's roll) Yeah we can get active And all - my b**hes attractive We go, you know who we are now Get high, hotbox in my car now If you a lame n***a you ain't making no noise Get faded turn up with the big boys Live fast die young that's my choice Get money, get money like the invoice We can mob all in the whip (make the money) Make the money make the grip (I be stuntin') I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin' faded) Getting faded 'till we trip (oh) Now I love to get on I love to get 2 on When the drink be too strong When the tree be way too strong G-g-get faded turn up bruh Pour it on up 'till I can't even think no more G-g-get ratchet go dumb then go more dumb then we can keep it lit let's roll I love to get 2 on (I love it, let's let's, let's roll) I love to get 2 on (I love it) I love to get (le-le-let's roll) [Schoolboy Q:] Uh, pull your panties down from under you Beat that p**y up, make you wanna holla Q Drunk' than a b**h, high on that Mary Jane p**y in my mouth, p**y on my pinky ring Nasty, make me do it in the backseat Swear this marijuana keep it cracking Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing to the cash Money, money, money, weed, fashion Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees pa**ing Girl twerk that thing up, f** me, f** rapping Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, aye [Tinashe:] Just give me the trees And we can smoke it ya Just give me the drink And we can pour it ya And my enemies they see me living now And if you're on with me then you'll be winning now Now I love to get on I love to get 2 on When the drink be too strong When the tree be way too strong G-g-get faded turn up bruh Pour it on up 'till I can't even think no more G-g-get ratchet go dumb then go more dumb then we can keep it lit let's roll I love to get 2 on (I love it, let's let's, let's roll) I love to get 2 on (I love it) I love to get (le-le-let's roll)

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