We On

作词 : Derrick Johnson

作曲 : Derrick Johnson

"We On"

Okay Uh, okay I walked in the party Mr. swag, so gnarly

With a bad Spanish mammy betta ask somebody

Yea that's my Maseratti, going ham no salami

That's your chick if I like it then I'm straight bo guarding

In the club where the bottles at, Rosay no Muscato

They see me, models follow, ass clap, Aye, bravo

I'll be why then my niggas see my jewels, they six figures

We On+Starvation+**** your girl and her friend. I'm a dog. How'd you figure?

Chillin' with my click and I puff that loud

She don't wanna ****... then I tell a nigga bye

Heart so cold, why waste my time?

Twenty on the wrist cause I like the shine

**** you niggas who hate on mine

Credit card will not declined

Missionary no, not me, I like that bitch from behind

Bitch I'm balling every day, it's like somebody pressed rewind

All my niggas came from nothing, mandatory that we shine

Private plane and no complainin' if I happen to recline

Same bitch that they doubted and I'm glad they don't remind

Made a million off my hunger, that's just solely my reply

Cause we da best, shit ain't a lie

Had to bring the money home

I had to bring the money home

**** around, we on

I had to bring the money home

**** around, we on

I had to bring the money home

Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the shit with me

Couple mother****ers getting tipsy, celebrating cause we winning

We on (we on) we on (we on)

And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on)

I go so hard, mother****ers already know

Still in the club when they close at 4

Birthday girl gon drop it low

Let's make a toast to never broke us

We on (we on) we on (we on)

And we on (and we on) and we on (on)

Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the **** of it

Pull up in some shit that just might destroy all your confidence

Meet a nigga and hit it quick and never know her government

I been rocking Hermes and that H don't stand for hooligan

High boy, I fly, high bitch, blast off

You goof truth loose goose prove you ain't cutting soft

We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on

All these cases of that aces, bring them back to my oasis

Taking shots after shots like I'm busting off that 44

Man, that ciroc, got me feeling like I overdosed

Living with my niggas, celebrating, rocking hella gold

Ring hella big, you would think I won the Super Bowl

Yeah, we in the building, why the **** you think it's super fly?

Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on

All these women love me cause they know a youngun money long

Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home

Had to bring the money home

I had to bring the money home

**** around, we on

I had to bring the money home

**** around, we on

I had to bring the money home

Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the shit with me

Couple mother****ers getting tipsy, celebrating cause we winning

We on (we on) we on (we on)

And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on)

I go so hard, mother****ers already know

Still in the club when they close at 4

Birthday girl gon drop it low

Let's make a toast to never broke us

We on (we on) we on (we on)

And we on (and we on) and we on (on)

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