HUNCHO DREAM LYRICS BY QUAVO (NICKI MINAJ DISS)

[Intro]
What's happenin', Uncle G?
How you doin' this mornin'?
Good mornin', brother
What's happenin'?
Good mornin', Uncle George
What is y'all so happy about?
I mean, you're walkin' through here grinnin'
You're just grinnin', grinnin'
Like you a new man or somethin'
Nah, Rashad's a New-New man
He got some cuddy last night
Shut up, mm-mm
You got some booty in this house last night?
Mm-mm
I told you I don't want no company in my house
Mmm
I told you that I don't want none of them lil fast girls in my house
Mm-hmm
No females in my house, that's the rule
There's a one-bull rule in effect
I ain't gon' lie, I got some cuddy last night
Stop lyin'
You ain't got no cuddy
Candy blinds, yeah
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

[Verse]
Raise the prices, raise it two times (Two)
No cap, these girls be the new vibe (New)
We don't like suicide so the doors fly (Doors)
She said I hurt her feelings 52 times (Two)
Call up queen (Nicki)
The queen can't flex on a young bull (Flex)
Made her scream (Scream)
Chanel, I bought her two of 'em
You can check IG (Hey, IG)
'Cause when she post, it go up (Go)
Is she for keeps? (For keeps)
Only if she come with two of 'em (Two)
Yeah, I be snipin' (Snipe, snipe)
I can't be wifin' (Nah, no wife)
I know she feisty (Feisty, feisty)
I'm Huncho Bison (Huncho Bison)
She treat me righteous (Righteous, righteous)
Nigga don't mean to brag (No)
I be tryin' to keep it cool, but I sniped yo' ass (Swear)
No "FEFE," I skeet-skeet ("FEFE") on yo' face ass (Face ass, brrt-brrt)
Called up Huncho to come tap that ass (Swear)
Pull up on you, autotune when I grip that ass (Skeet, skeet)
Pullin' on yo' weave, 'cross the room when I pipe that ass (Pipe it)
I see a queen on a tree-tree (What you see?)
She like the ride new boy tree-tree (Yeah, new boy)
I see a queen on the tree-tree (What you see?)
She like the ride that boy tree-tree (Yeah, new boy)
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/quavo/quavo-huncho/huncho-dreams.html]
Nicki (Nicki), do you love me? (Please)
Why you crying? (Why?)
She don't wanna be a queen unless she got me (Queen)
She don't wanna be on scene unless we married (On scene)
No cap (No cap, yeah), forreal (Hey)
Tea in my double cup, it can't spill (Tea)
Left the fire on the dresser at the hotel (Fye, yeah)
Drunk as hell, made her cook some RO-TEL (Whip it, whip it)
If the truth hurt, then I won't tell (Truth)

[Chorus]
Bounce that ass, Nicki (Bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass, Nicki (Bounce that ass)
Shake it like Iggy (Iggy)
Shake it like Iggy (She bad)
If I hurt your feelings (Feelings)
I am truly sorry (Sorry, woo)
I'm straight out the jungle (Hey), no safari (No)
Bounce that ass, Nicki (Bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass, Nicki (Bounce that ass)
Shake it like Iggy (Iggy)
Shake it like Iggy (She bad)
Woo, if I hurt your feelings, I am truly sorry (Sorry, woo)
Straight out the jungle, no safari

[Outro]
Ooh, yeah
(Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Don't try to play me
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Cannot play that Huncho (Skrrt)
(Woo, woo, ha-ha-ha-ha, ad-libs)
Just don't play that Huncho, Huncho
(Smash, drip)
Huncho, that Huncho (Ad-libs)
That Huncho, that Huncho (Smash, drip)
Huncho, that Huncho (Drip, drip)
Huncho, that Huncho (Woo, woo, woo, yeah)
This all fun and games, right?
(Huncho, that Huncho)
Since I just dropped this
I'm gon' go get you a iced out chain, baby
(Huncho, that Huncho)
Iced out Chun Li, you know how we do it
(Huncho, that cha-cha-cha, hey)
Hey Elliott (Bling, bling, bling)
(Huncho, that cha-cha-cha, hey)
Get her that iced out chung-chung (Bling, bling, blaow)
(Chancho that chancho)
(Ching-chong, blaow)
(Huncho, that chancho)
Put the tab on Huncho
(Huncho, this that Huncho)
Woo

NO BRAINER LYRICS BY DJ KHALED FT.JUSTINE BIEBER CHANCE THE RAPPER,QUAVO

We the Best Music!
Another one! DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]
You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh Put 'em high

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Quavo! Mama told you don't talk to strangers
(mama, mama, mama!)
But when you're ridin' in the drop,
you can't explain it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
What you been waitin' on this whole time? (Yeah)
I blow the brains outta your mind (ooh)
And I ain't talkin' 'bout physically (no)
I'm talkin' 'bout mentally (talkin' 'bout mentally)
She lookin', she look like she nasty (she lookin')
She lookin', she look like she classy (she lookin')
She lookin', just look at her dancin' (look at her)
She lookin', I took her to the mansion (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]
You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh Put 'em high

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
Don't look rich,
I ain't got no chain (huh)
Not on the list, I ain't got no name
But we in this bitch, bitch, I'm not no lame
And I keep it Ben Franklin,
I'm not gon' change Lot of these hoes is messy (messy)
I just want you and your bestie
Y'all don't gotta answer for whenever you text me
It's multiple choice and they all wanna test me
She ch-ch-ch-ch-choosin' the squad
She tryna choose between me, Justin,
Qua' and Asahd She told me that she love that
I make music for
God I told her
I would love to see that *** applaud

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]
You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high

[Verse 3: Justin Bieber]
Walked down, had me sittin' up
Demanded my attention, had to give it up
Look like somebody designed you
Drop-dead gorgeous, you make me wanna live it up
Your presence is critical
Movin' my soul, yeah you're spiritual
They hate it when you notice me
Like everybody else invisible (ooh)
Breakin' all the rules (oh-oh)
So above the law (so above the law)
I'll be your excuse (damn right)
Uh, and you go wrong, no

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]
You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer (no-brainer)
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer (no-brainer)
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise (rise)
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer (oh, no)
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, oh (yeah, in the middle)
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high (put 'em high) Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah (both sides in here)
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high (put 'em high)

[Outro: DJ Khaled & Justin Bieber]
It's We The Best Music Way high
It's Father of Asahd Another one

SHE FOR KEEPS LYRICS BY QUALITY CONTROL,QUAVO,NICKI MINAJ

[Intro: Quavo]

Is she for keeps?

somebody tell Is she for keeps?

somebody tell

[Chorus: Quavo]

Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)

Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)

Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)

Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)

Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)

Somebody tell me is she

Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)

Somebody tell me is she for keeps

(somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 1: Quavo]

'Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo

And I put them diamonds in them

Bengals (shine) Like the way she take them pictures,

it's the angle (flash) Like the way she keep her business all personal

You know, you know, you know,

you fit me You get me, you get me,

you get me Drop off, your old boy,

then get with me Heard it's slippery (splash),

heard it's wet like seaweed (splash)

Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like

Babs Nails and hair all long,

shoppin' spree in Hong Kong Ass fat in her jeans,

she don't like to wear thong

She gon' make you sing this song Is she for keeps?

Pour this drink for me Smoke this dope for me

Drive around with me, ayy Just for keepsake (keepsake)

She gon' lead the way (lead it)

I might fall back and go count up a large bag

[Chorus: Quavo]

Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)

Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)

Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)

Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)

Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)

Somebody tell me is she

Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)

Somebody tell me is she for keeps

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Perfect, nobody's perfect

My body's perfect, bitch I'm perfect

Somebody lied, just watch me murk it I'ma murk it,

bitches my sons, I used a surrogate Got 'em hurting,

he know for certain, cop me that Birkin Baby nervous,

I make 'em nervous, I make 'em nervous

When them bum bitches in my town,

all my real niggas alerted He say,

"Damn baby, you bad," I say, "I commit murders"

When the block starts to get hot he

know I'll hide his burners I'm from keeps,

I am for keeps, she can't compete

He ain't stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets Ooh,

they salty, I know they salty Please say the barbie,

he say the barbie I'm the bad bitch that all the bad

bitches fuck with She a mad bitch if she ain't fuckin' with me,

suck dick This piece flooded out cost about a buck six

Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis?

Rap bitches is on my nuts, call 'em Chip 'n' Dale

These bitches can't see me,

they should all be reading braille Pull off in that

GT with some Seagram's Ginger

Ale Tell that bitch I'm Oprah, she couldn't even be

Gayle I'm me, when will these girls ever see?

You will never be Nicki,

and that's the real key-key Ki-ki, ki-ki

[Chorus: Quavo]

Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)

Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell) Is she for keeps?

(oh yeah) Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)

Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)

Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she

(yeah, somebody tell) Somebody tell me

is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

"SHE FOR KEEPS" Track Info
Music video by Quality Control, Quavo, Nicki Minaj performing She For Keeps.Quality Control Music, LLC and UMG Recordings, Inc.