"My Nigga (Remix)" (feat. Lil Wayne, Meek Mill, Rich Homie Quan & Nicki Minaj)
[YG] I'm talkin 'bout puttin' on, ridin' out; Glocks in my ma's house Front you with that work (I done fronted niggas work - OH-OHHH~!) You say you want that head up but we don't fight fair brah Catch you slippin' from your backside, they knock you out Ace gon' stomp you out then Buddah gon' stomp you out (Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth?!) Nine milli pokin' out, fo-fizzy pokin' out Death Row days, show you what this West Coast about
[Lil Wayne] I'd die for my motherfuckin' nigga Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple nickels I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top boss, suck a nipple And I never put a ho before my bro, don't beef over no ho And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door Hope you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas When it rains it pours, it's dry for me and my fuckin' niggas, he-heh I kill for my motherfuckin' niggas Vice versa, eyes red from the kush I blew white person Got my middle finger on the trigger and with my little finger to you niggas I swear it's fuck all y'all niggas... except my niggas OWW~! Tunechi!
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan (Wayne & Rich Homie)] I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' nigga Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger I've been grindin outside all day with my niggas (And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my nigga) (My nigga, my nigga...) (My nigga, my nigga) My motherfuckin' niggas! (My nigga, my nigga) My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga - yeah...
[Meek Mill] Ohh! I done spent a million dollars on my motherfuckin' niggas (stacks) You catch me out Chicago with them motherfuckin' hittas (stacks) Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger (Durk!) And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin' with the liquor (no) I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the bitches (to the bitches) ...She keep likin' all my pictures Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up Catch you at the red light, have 'em screamin' "Can't get up!" (YOU CAN'T) Same nigga from the bottom, ain't a damn thing change C-C-Catch me out in Collins screamin' "Money ain't a thang" In a red Mulsanne, lookin' like I claim blood And if homie ain't my homie then I know it ain't love Screamin' out "4 Hunnid!" YG that's my nigga (my nigga) Cause I been in the field life on the line wit' him (line wit' him) And if it's really good, why I prolly die wit' 'em (die wit' 'em) Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit 'em - WHOA~!
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[Nicki Minaj] I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga I-I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga? You nig, you niggas ain't got no joints Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point I just come through with a couple bossy bitches They get money too, they some "don't cross me bitches" Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches And if we at the game then it's floor seat, bitches! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I ride for my bitches I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches Dollar menu fries, apple pies, other bitches I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches; bitches, my bitches I need a nigga with some (Diff'rent S