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[Intro: Usher]
(Zaytoven)
I walk up in that motherfucker like, get what you want
Ayy, let me get that
Gift shop, gift shop, yeah

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc
Got your main thing in the lip-lock
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Verse 1: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck? That glass
That foreign lil’ whip been crashed
A lot of those diamonds ain’t real
My nigga gon’ get it how he live (Yeah)
Good life, who this?
She do what she can for a Fendi bag (Yeah)
Iced out wrist, that gliss, that gliss, that gliss
Girl on my dick, my tip, my tip

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way (Add it up)
Came, came, came (To fuck it up)
Foreign whips, new Mulsanne
Kick shit, no Lui Kang

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
I put some Fiji water in a wrist watch
Then showed her how to ball like a big shark
I spent a couple thousand on her ass shots
She got all colors in the G socks
That’s a Rolex not a G-Shock (G-Shock)
I’m diggin’ in her while she got her legs locked (Got her legs locked)
We fuckin’ in the penthouse at the tip top (Oh)
Make her cum again, spend a hundred bands, new Mercedes-Benz
Gucci store again, had to let us, private when we land
I gave her a chance, gave her the advance, diamond on her hands
VVS’ dance, Off-White on the Vans, Tesla for a van
I’m rubbin’ on her skin, she gon’ let me in, we ain’t gon’ pretend
I’m her latest friend, she don’t chase her Hen’ and ain’t scared to sin
I’ma give her a lend, purse that cost a ten, help her on the rent
We just wanna win, just don’t care to spend, Gucci store again

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way
This shit, got me feelin’ like Michael
She call me her idol
She play me Tidal
She cum on arrival
But I don’t want no bridal
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Outro: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck? That glass
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)

Zaytoven

Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday

Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday

Tonight you gon’ party, tear down the city
You got a section
Your sister, your cousin, your bestie with it
You birthday flexing
Pop champagne, ain’t no sips, straight from the bottle
Yeah, that’s it
Night just started, gone and make a wish
Maybe later you’ll get that birthday dick
Baby you so special (So special)
That birthday suit you wearing looks so sexual
She got a body like a bottle ’cause she bought it
Did it in Miami ’cause she knew she could afford it
Birthday sex test drive that model

Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday

[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday

How many girls gone be poppin’ rubber bands
Up in the place, tippin’ them dancers, smackin’ ass
What the hell you sippin’ tonight
She say if it’s brown, she ain’t faithful tonight
She wanna wild out, she wild out, she wanna play
Wanna get fucked up, she wanna live for today
She wanna wild out, she wanna kiss on her friend
And that’s the kind of mood she in

Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday

[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday

Your girl got a birthday, yeah
Your sister got a birthday, yeah
Your niece got a birthday, yeah
Your auntie got a birthday, yeah
Your mama got a birthday, yeah
Your baby mama got a birthday, yeah
Your daughter got a birthday, yeah
Is your birthday, Is your birthday

Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday

[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday

(Zaytoven!)
Big time, yeah
(A, A, A, A)
A Town, forever down
(A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, ooh)

I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)

Booty got me inspired
Move that thing to the side, yeah
We ain’t ever gettin’ tired, no
I know you love it when you tied up
Where we goin’? Got a flight (Flight)
You ever seen a G-5? (Yeah)
‘Cause I’m a G type of guy, yeah
That’s a whole different vibe, yeah

I don’t do this on occasion (Yeah), this my every day shit
Put your ass through college, give me brain, education
Know you ain’t gon’ say shit, have your man devastated
Boo, don’t keep me waitin’, boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (Yeah)

I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)

Ayy, yeah, Zay jumpin’ out the Phantom (Zay)
This the Atlanta anthem (A)
Tell your girls get to dancin’ (Ayy)
Helipad on the mansion
This some shit you can’t fathom (No)
Spillin’ drinks in the jacuzzi
Anything you can imagine (Wow)
Turn this shit into a movie

I don’t do this on occasion (Yeah), this my every day shit
Put your ass through college, give me brain, education
Know you ain’t gon’ say shit, have your man devastated
Boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (No), boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (Yeah)

I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Yeah-eah)

(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Lay, lay, lay, lay
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Lay, lay
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Ooh, that’s crazy
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)

[Intro: Travis Scott & Quavo]
This nigga man
Yah, yeahhh
Oh, uh oh, yeah yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, wooaahh
Yaah, yuh-yuh

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun

[Verse: Travis Scott & Quavo]
Yeah, go ahead spend it, I’m live in it (yeah)
Yeah, my whip came with curtains, I don’t need it tinted
Yeah, when it come to how she turn so independent
Yeah, when it comes to this D, she turn so damn dependent (straight up)
Night times, summertime cold
You really wanna say yes, but you sayin’ no (no)
I’m on top my game like a Kangol
I let her drive the Range, then she wreck the Rolls
Yeah, ice-ice biting Cartier Bangles (bitin’)
Yeah, she let me smash her friends long as the chain froze (alright)
Yeah, ain’t been here 15 minutes, why she changed clothes? (it’s lit)
She ride with me through the city while we swang doors (straight up)
Slide through the hood, pop up on the north (yeah, yeah)
You know everything good when you with the ‘Cho
Chosen, outspoken (Yah), arrogant, that’s on both ends (Alright!)
Good vibes, given off good vibes (good vibes)
One time, can you dig it one time (one time)

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun

[Interlude: Woman & Travis Scott]
I think one of us is inclined to
You, you didn’t come the second night, I was here
No, I got too fucked up the first night
For real

[Break: Travis Scott]
Link up, come witness
Come link up, we can bring your bitches
Bring your drink up, we can do some business
When the min up, we can run a mission
Yeah, link up, come witness
Come link up, you can bring your bitches
We can drink; we can drink up
Yeah, link up, yeah, link up
Hit my people, I’ma hit the creep up
Just to see us, I’ma need a few dubs
In the ‘pions, you gone get the reep-uh
Oh my, ice wear, on the v-nuh
On a v-nuh, I can do no e-nuh
Called up Nina, rollin’ on my d-nuh
Ike and Tina, way I beat the, beat the, beat the, beat the

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun

[Verse 1: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
Oh that’s a hot spot (Hot spot)
Hit her on the elevator, why not (Why not)
Make the whole block hot (Block hot)
Make the whole block hot (Block hot)
(Skrrt, skrrt) In the hot box (Skrrt, skrrt)
Right next to the chopper (Skrrt, skrrt)
And the thing go ratta (Buck, buck)
And the thing go ratta (Buck, buck)
Came from the jungle
We hot but we humble
You want to reach out tell her
Just put down your number (brrrr)
If she’s not a bad gyal, then I do not want her (Bo)
I like to try new things, but not with one woman (No)
Got to be three or four of ’em (Three)
Yeah, we drippin’ designer, but grind on the floor (Floor)
And I do not care what I drink, just keep pourin’ (Pour)
Already know what she think, girl just go in (Go, go, go)
She ’bout to go to the dance hall (Hall)
Two bad bitches got a dance-off (Off)
By the end of the night, I tried ’em all (All)

[Chorus: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She wanna try the new tings
(She wants to try ’em)
She wanna try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)

[Verse 2: Normani & Quavo]
Oh, I got you seeing double
Careful not to start no trouble
Oh, I try to keep it subtle
I don’t mean to burst your bubble
Oh, I’ve been workin’ hard, I rehearsed that
Quavo loose, that’s ’cause my body heard that
And I think I deserve, a lil’ different tonight
Slow it down and have a drink for a second (Ay)
Come on get on my page for a second, yeah
We’re the ones have a thrill, make it messy, yeah (Ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different, yeah
Slow it down and have a drink for a second (Ay)
Come on get on my page for a second, yeah
We’re the ones have a thrill, make it messy, yeah (Ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different, yeah
(We allowed to swing) I know you love to swing

[Chorus: Quavo & Normani]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different (Yeah)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different (Yeah)
We get allowed to swing

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She wanna try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)

[Verse 3: Davido]
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice (Black juice)
Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready to move (Ready to move)
She said don’t keep me waiting
Now she’s in the mood (She’s in the mood)
Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready to move gyal
I’ll take you to Africa (Ay)
You won’t see my type of car (Scoot, scoot)
The same one that Cardi got (Vroom, vroom)
Come live like a fuckin’ star (Ay)
I could tell you’re too foreigner, yeah
For my place, you no need Visa (No need Visa)

[Chorus: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She want to try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em, we get allowed to swing)
She want to try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)

[Outro: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(We get allowed)
She wanna try new tings
(Come and tell me!)
We get allowed to swing
(Ay, you comin’ down now)
She wanna try new things
(Let ’em go, let ’em know)
Let the beat run out, ohh, oh
Let the beat run out
Yeah, we get allowed to swing