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Migos – Fight Night Lyrics

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If you know me, know this aint my feng shui
Certified everywhere, aint gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up, andale
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate

Aye Twaun turn that beat down
Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at, man?
YRN shit, man
MIGO!

Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil mama, she keep looking at me lil mama!
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night

If you know me know this aint my feng shui
Certified everywhere, aint gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andale
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
Its a truckload coming 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 with them
Always been hated since a little nigga always
Its forever pussy nigga gotta deal with it rich nigga!

Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil mama, she keep looking at me lil mama!
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night

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 whos that talking that gangsta shit?
Somebody gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich niggas on the right, all night rich nigga
Broke niggas to the left, by yourself brokanese
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef

Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil mama, she keep looking at me lil mama!
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night

Im a rich nigga, I dont like a bitch nigga
Snitch nigga, broke nigga, I dont deal with you
All of my niggas, official, my bitches they skrippers
My niggas they criminals trying to get to the MMs
If your bitch is so innocent, why she sucking my children
Lights, camera, action, diamond dancing bitch we go in the building
Bad bitch make it clap, like Magnolia
Young rich nigga on the couch talking to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I dont speak your language, Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches they be smokin on hookah, my nigga ballin like Hoosiers
Pull up in the Double R, go scare ya bitch, Freddy Krueger
Flooded Franck Muller

Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil mama, she keep looking at me lil mama!
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Ima knock the pussy out like fight night

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