Fight Night

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Fight Night - Migos Lyrics


If you know me, know this ain't my Feng Shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talkin' crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate...Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at, man?MIGOS!Broke niggas stand to the left (to the left)
My rich niggas stand to the right (nigga...)
Lil' mama, she keep lookin' at me (lil' mama!)
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it wit the left, hit wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it wit the left, beat it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight nightPocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload comin' on the Interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape
Rich nigga, I could never be a broke nigga (rich nigga)Broke niggas, I can never get along wit 'em!
Always been hated since a little nigga (always)
It's forever, pussy nigga gotta deal wit it (nigga!)Float like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble, young nigga, rumble!
Lil' mama want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice Cube knock it out like Deebo
Now, who's that talkin' that gangsta shit?
Somebody gon' kick ya ass (ya ass)
When I walk up in the club, I betta make a thundastorm
Let 'em know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich niggas on the right all night (rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the left by yaself (Brokanese)
Now, who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 9-1-1 like Wyclef!I'm a rich nigga, I don't like a bitch nigga
Snitch nigga, broke nigga
I don't deal wit you
All of my niggas official (official)
My bitches, they skrippers
My niggas, they criminals tryin' to get to the M&Ms
If your bitch is so innocent, why she suckin' my children?
Last time I asked I dine and dashed and bitch I go in the buildin'
Bad bitch make it clap, like Magnolia
Young rich nigga on the couch talkin' to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language, Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches they be smokin' on hookah, my nigga ballin' like Hoosiers
Geeked up in the Double R, go scare ya bitch, Freddy Krueger
Flooded Franck Muller
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