Migos - All Ass Lyrics - Your Own Buddy

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Purps on the beat

Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin out with bags at the store bad
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole all ass aye, all ass aye
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin out with bags at the store bad
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole all ass aye, all ass aye

Yeah, Im throwin a bag bag
It bought her a bag bag
Last bitch I fucked, she wasnt goin out sad goin out sad
Cant play a player for sure, cant play a player, no no
Throw the money to the top top
Its fallin off the top ropes yee
Yeah yee
I bet I put all my bitches on though yee
Yeah yee
Aye yeeee
Shell be fuckin til the sun come up uh uh uh
Hey yeah
If you want to ball, lets get it woohoo
Hey yeah
I make you rich with a fifty cash
Hey yeah
No lemonade its simply, just me and my bitch aye
If she dont get dick, she gon have a fit yeah
Her daddy the plug aye
She fuck with the bricks, she with the shit yeah
He buy a salon to clean the money, he feed the bitch
Now he on the run, they seized the house, they seized the whips yee
Now she on the run, she took the money, he need the bitch

Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin out with bags at the store bad
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole all ass aye, all ass aye
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin out with bags at the store bad
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole all ass aye, all ass aye
Yeah

All ass aye
Fifty cash bags, on a bad day yeah
Im on a fast pace, I wanted the fast way skr
They copied the last wave, I cut em like blank space aye
Fuckin a thot in my mansion, fuckin a thot on my bedroom
Been lookin like a Kardashian Kardashian
We hopped in the coupe and we smashin
Sippin on my drink, I watch that ass go slow motion slow
Walkin with that bag, look at my diamonds like the ocean, huh
Geekin out, she geekin out, she geekin on the dough
Ten different bitches, eeny meeny miny moe
Trappin out the North, trappin out the bando North
No, you need you a brick then I get the dough

My wrists glass glass
My neck is glass glass
Last jeweler just spent sixty cash cash
Last bitch I had, she bought a Jag Jag
They come in empty handed she kept her bag yee
Bag, all ass aye yee, ass
I cant get my nut off Imma spaz bae yee, spaz
No credit, no debit, the cash way yee, cash
No stomach, no waist pretty face, the ass way yee yee

All ass aye, all ass aye
All ass aye, all ass aye
All ass aye, all ass aye
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin, all ass on the pole