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Romano
OG Parker

We keep it goin’ let’s go (Go)
Don’t need no keys to go (No keys)
Fuckin’ with me, get go (Me)
Nobody seen li’l bro (Ain’t seen him)
Livin’ life fast, you go (Fast)
Keepin’ it goin’, you go (Keep goin’)
Keepin’ it goin’ li’l ho (You know)
Keepin’ it goin’ li’l ho (Ho)

How ’bout the whole gang get geeked? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout the whole gang get freaks? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout we run the whole scene? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
Whole scene (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?

Aye, move the scene (Move)
Move the block (Block, ugh)
I’m with the team (Team)
We All-stars (Stars, aye)
This all I got (Got)
I can’t stop (Stop)
Came from kickin’ in doors, hop out Benz
Shootin’ at Ops (Ugh, ah)
She gave me mouth, the dental floss (Aye, floss)
I bought a boat, I feel like a boss (Ugh)
Pull up on the dock (Skrrt)
Park the drop (Skrrt, aye)
Just give me my ends
Give me my knots (Knots)
Woah, how ’bout strong?
How ’bout strong? (Strong)
Drippin’ and dabbin’ (Dab)
Didn’t take me long (Drippin’)
You gotta practice to beat me homes (Oh)
Just keep askin’, put me on

How ’bout the whole gang get geeked? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout the whole gang get freaks? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout we run the whole scene? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
Whole scene (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?

Floss it, (Hey) fuck with my posse (Hey, hey)
Fuck with my posse (Hey, hey)
Wanna go that way (That way, hey)
Ridin’ in the crowd wave (Skrrt)
Ridin’ in the big Wraith (Big Wraith)
Give a li’l bitch a taste
We goin’, up, up, up
Yeah, up, I just, up, went, up, up, up, yeah, up
We just, up, pipe it, up, up, up
Yeah, up, we just, up, level up, up, up, yo

We keep it goin’ let’s go (Go)
Don’t need no keys to go (No keys)
Fuckin’ with me, get go (Me)
Nobody seen li’l bro (Ain’t seen him)
Livin’ life fast, you go (Fast)
Keepin’ it goin’, you go (Keep goin’)
Keepin’ it goin’ li’l ho (You know)
Keepin’ it goin’ li’l ho (Ho)

How ’bout the whole gang get geeked? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout the whole gang get freaks? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
How ’bout we run the whole scene? (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?
Whole scene (Yeah, yeah)
How ’bout that?

[Chorus: Quavo]
Keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Oh)
Aye, keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there, aye
Aye, keep that shit (No, no, no)
Keep that shit over there (Woo!)
Keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Woo!)
Aye, keep that shit (Hey)
Keep that shit over there (Keep it)
Aye, keep that shit (No, no, no)
Keep that shit over there, aye
Aye, keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Woo!)
Keep that shit (Keep it)
Keep that shit over there (Hey)
Aye, keep that

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Racks on my fist (Racks)
You broke as a bitch (Woo!)
Three-way assist (Three-way)
Migo Gang rich!
She hopped on the dick (Keep it)
Guap, fuck this shit (Yeah)
Pop for this shit
Don’t stop for this shit (Yeah, hey!)
I get the bag, fuck a diss (Fuck it)
Don’t get me wrong
You get chopped for this shit (Chopped)
.30 clip shit (.30!)
Hit your residence (Hit ’em, nah!)
Look, we don’t pretend (Nah)
And we don’t do new friends
We can beef it up (Up!)
Nigga peace it up (Up!)
Niggas seen it’s us (Us!)
Now they walking up (Up!)
Try to work a move (Up!)
But I’m on it too (Yup)
On the first of June (June)
Them Niggas hunted you (Woo!)

[Bridge: Quavo & Takeoff]
Pockets, double cheese
She please me with ease (Please!)
When I put this ice on
Everything freeze (Freeze! Ice, Ice, ice, ice)
Everything freeze (Ice, Ice, ice, ice, freeze!)
If she going hard
She gotta get a job (Go, go!)
Told her don’t stop, now she on (Don’t stop)
Somebody got dropped, now he gone (Bow!)
But the world don’t stop, it keep going

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Takeoff!
Kama glitched (What the fuck?)
By my see-through clip (Uh)
Keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Uh)
Look at my ice (Ice!)
Hit ’em with a right, then left (Bop!)
And the gang-gang nice (Gang-gang)
Big drip better watch you step (Whoa!)
Check your tone (Watch it)
I made my guap to feed my own (Mines)
Remember the nights
I’m telling my nigga that “we gon’ be on”? (Remember them nights?)
Whipping the chicken, I’m whipping the brick
And my eyes is closed (Whipping the white)
In love with the money, I got on my knee and I had to propose

[Chorus: Quavo]
Keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Oh)
Aye, keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there, aye
Aye, keep that shit over there (No, no, no)
Keep that shit over there (Woo!)
Keep that shit (Keep that shit)
Keep that shit over there (Woo!)

[Chorus: Madonna & Quavo]
Drink me up Champagne Rosé (Oh, Huncho did it?)
It’s my game (M-M-M-Murda)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Yeah)
It’s my name
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé (Drink)
It’s my game
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo)
It’s my name (Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink)
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé
(Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink)
It’s my game
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Drink, drink, drink)
(One bottle, two bottles, three bottles, four bottles, five bottles)
It’s my name
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé
(Six bottles, seven bottles, eight bottles, nine bottles, ten bottles)
It’s my game
(Ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo, woo)
Two bottles (Two), three bottles (Three)
Four bottles (Four), five bottles (Five)
Drink me up Champagne Rosé (Woo, drink)
Ten bottles (Ten), ten models, no drinkin’ out the bottle (Splash)
Fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo, woo, woah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
What, look
They say my time is tickin’
These hoes is optimistic
Somebody told you not to fuck with me
I would listen (Nope)
Now this big mama (Big)
Big watch, big charm
I get pissed off (Bow)
You get pissed on (Grrr)
Look, court-side at the Garden
Just to see LeBron
I don’t do number two
That’s the type of shit I’m on (Woo)

[Verse 2: Quavo & Madonna]
It’s my game (Game, game, game)
Drippin’ like she dance in the rain (Drippin’, yeah)
I had to give her a new nickname (Nickname)
Designer call us Met Gala Gang (Met Gala Gang)
She make me wanna private sale chain (Ice)
Rose gold mixed with Champagne (Rose gold, yeah)
End of the night, she David Blaine (Disappear)
Only thing I knew was her name (What it is?)
Champagne

[Chorus: Madonna & Quavo]
It’s my name (Champagne)
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé (Champagne)
(Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink)
It’s my game (Champagne, champagne)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Yeah)
It’s my name
(One bottle, two bottles, three bottles, four bottles, five bottles)
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé (Champagne)
(Six bottles, seven bottles, eight bottles, nine bottles, ten bottles)
It’s my game (Ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo, woo)
Two bottles (Two), three bottles (Three)
Four bottles (Four), five bottles (Five)
Drink me up Champagne Rosé (Woo, drink)
Ten bottles (Ten), ten models, no drinkin’ out the bottle (Splash)
Fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo, woo, woah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Huncho
We out in public (Hey)
And we thuggin’ (Hey)
Know they love me (Hey)
Yeah, poppin’ bottles (Hey)
We on that fuck shit (Hey)
Just keep ’em comin’ (Hey, hey, hey)
Shawty bad mouth
Keep that bag though
And that ass soft (Yeah, hey)
I told her please don’t play games

[Verse 4: Madonna]
It’s my game
Please let me entertain you (‘Tain you)
Get inside your vein, too
Intoxicate your brain, ooh
Crazy, what I’ll make you
I’ll take you for a ride
Turn you up inside
There’s nothing you can hide
Crazy, what I’ll make you
Crazy, what I’ll make you
It’s my game

[Chorus: Madonna & Quavo]
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé
It’s my game
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Yeah)
It’s my name (Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink)
Please drink me up Champagne Rosé
It’s my game (Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Yeah)
(One bottle, two bottles, three bottles, four bottles, five bottles)
It’s my name
Please drink my up Champagne Rosé (Drink)
(Six bottles, seven bottles, eight bottles, nine bottles, ten bottles)
It’s my game (Ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles, ten bottles)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (Woo, woo)
Drink me up Champagne Rosé
Fill my cup Champagne Rosé

[Intro: Usher]
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, been a minute
But I still feel the same
Yeah, yeah
You know I want you

[Chorus: Usher]
Give me another chance to be your man, be your man, no
I promise I won’t let you hurt again, hurt again, no
Don’t be afraid, baby, take my hand, take my hand, no
Give me another chance, give me another chance, oh
Just give me another chance, give me another chance, oh

[Verse 1: Usher]
Girl I can’t lie, things are just not the same without you
The sun just don’t shine no more
All it does is, all it does is just rain without you
Girl I ain’t too proud to beg, your love is that good
I miss the thrill, baby, girl if I could…
Show you how I matured, I’m ready to settle
Ready to take this love to another level

[Bridge: Usher]
What’s up with you and I, you and I, babe?
Let me back in your life, second try, babe
Between them thighs, spread
Girl you decide, girl you decide-cide, babe
Girl you decide, girl you decide, oh

[Chorus: Usher]
Give me another chance to be your man, be your man, no
I promise I won’t let you hurt again, hurt again, no
Promise I’ll never hurt you again
Don’t be afraid, baby, take my hand, take my hand, no
Give me another chance, give me another chance, oh
(Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh)
Just give me another chance, give me another chance
(Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh)

[Bridge: Usher]
What’s up with you and I, you and I, babe? (Babe)
Let me back in your life, second try, babe
Between them thighs, spread
Girl you decide, girl you decide-cide, babe
Girl you decide, girl you decide, oh

[Chorus: Usher]
Give me a chance to be your man, be your man (Oh)
Said I’ll promise to be better or whatever it takes (Oh)
Oh, yeah
Girl just let me back in your life
Give me another chance to be your man, be your man, no
Give me another chance, I’ll promise to be better, baby
I’ll promise I won’t let you hurt again, hurt again
I promise I won’t let you hurt again, oh no
Don’t be afraid baby, take my hand, take my hand
Don’t be afraid to take my hand
Give me another chance, give me another chance, oh
(Give me another chance, give me another chance)
Just give me another chance, give me another chance, oh
(Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh)

[Intro: Malcolm X]
We are denied not only civil rights, but even human rights. So the only way we’re going to get some of this exploitation away from us, or aside from us… Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to? So much so that you don’t want to be around each other. Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair? Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Fabrics, fabrics (Whoo)
Expensive, linen (Linen)
Put that bitch in the kitchen, in the kitchen whippin’
Back in the days, I was doin’ lord willin’
Mama gonna kill me, double cup spillin’ (Spillin’)
Every time I get the hundo, Will I’m trippin’
Every time your bitch phone rings she workin’ (brr-brr)
Get no playin’ time, Kendrick Perkins
Rockin’ Timbs like I’m in New Jersey (Jersey)
Dubs versus Hawks, took off KD jersey
And he scored a 30
Up real early, servin’, servin’, servin’
Fuck that bitch, she a virgin (Smash)
Said she had to go to work, she was nursin’ (Nursin’)
I can turn the pot to the armed service (Service)
I declare war on your whole 30
Choppa hold a hunnid
If I wasn’t real, I would be a hunnid
So that mean everything authentic (‘Thentic)
Every car I get, windows presidented (Presidented)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12 (Yeah, hey!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo woo)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset
Knocking at the door, bail
Cookin’ up the dope, rope tail
You can get a whole wholesale (Wholesale)
Fuck 12, 12 on my coattails
They hatin’, contemplatin’ on the money I’m makin’
First niggas trappin’ out the bando, you fakin’
Karate chop the brick, cut it up, Ninja Gaiden
Go and get the re-up, out the buck, not later
Kickin’ my feet up, the J wanna eat up
Your bitch addicted to this drip like a needle
Detective on my back, just took my money, I’m illegal
Shootin’ at the pigs, they been killin’ all our people
Young, rich, black, got my mama on my back
Daddy disappeared when my mama took him back
You shot him ’cause you thought he had a gun or he black
You better watch out for the boys when you’re black

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I’m doin’ just what I wanna (For real)
Don’t believe me, bet a hundred (Bet it)
Bet a nigga won’t go under (Bet it)
Huncho realest out the jungle (Huncho)
I got the bricks from Wakanda (Bricks)
Them boys did the block over yonder (Skrr)
12 tried to pull a young nigga over
One call to my mama
‘Cause I’m black, I don’t know how to act
Fuck the front seat, I go sit in the back
‘Cause I’m black, I don’t know how to act
Double my cup and pour yak (Martell)
‘Cause I’m black, I don’t give a fuck about that
You judging me off the face tats (Whoa)
And I’m black (Black)
Whips on my back got me the whips out back (Whoo)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12

[Outro: Quavo, Malcolm X & others]
Hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot (Fuck ’em)
Hands up, don’t shoot (Fuck ’em)
Hands up, don’t shoot (Fuck ’em)
Hands up, don’t shoot (Fuck ’em)
Hands up, don’t shoot
(Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em)
We are being killed every day
This gon’ be your life every day
You gon’ get tired of this shit before we do
You can ask yourself who taught you to hate being what God made you
Fuck ’em
Fuck ’em