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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeStill Got It (Feat. Migos)
[Quavo]Talk about she looking for the checkTalk about she looking for the check, check, checkTalk about she looking for the check, check, check[Usher (Quavo) ]I still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)All that trickin' off, niggaI could pull without it (I'm trickin' with bitches)I still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)I'mma vet in this thing, I'mma let ya'll young niggas have it(Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)I could pull that bitch if I wanna (I don't want her)I could have that car if I wanna (I don't want it)All your diamonds flawed, I don't want 'em(You're diamonds fugazi)VIP is full with bad bitches (Gone)Come here, come here baby (Come here)Come and take a shot with me (Come take a shot)You can have whatever you want(You could have whatever)Keep them bottles coming on me (Bottles on me)Fuck whatever they think (Fuck with me)All that talkin' don't phase me (Fuck with a nigga)Anything I want, I can have it (Ah)Other niggas can't compete (Hey!)So you think I fell off?What you talking about nigga? I'm too rawAnd my city with meSo I really ain't worried 'bout nothingI still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)All that trickin' off, niggaI could pull without it (I'm trickin' with bitches)I still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)I'mma vet in this thing, I'mma let ya'll young niggas have it(Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)At the party at my crib, you already know it(Y'all already know it)Ain't one person do it this bigYou don't know 'em (You don't know shit)So many girls in my bed and they all waitin' on it (Waitin')Talkin' 'bout whatcha got, show me something (Hey!)Come here, come here babyI put all your focus on me (All on me)My crib's so god damn bigWe can play a little hide and go seek(Hundred thousand square feet)Name anything you want, it's all on me (Balenciaga)Once I'm done with ya body, you ain't ever gon' leave(Never ever ever gon' leave)So you think I fell off?What you talking about nigga? I'm too rawAnd my city with meSo I really ain't worried 'bout nothingI still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)All that trickin' off, niggaI could pull without it (I'm trickin' with bitches)I still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)I'mma vet in this thing, I'mma let ya'll young niggas have it(Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)[Quavo]Young nigga, young nigga, young niggaYou know I just got it, I love it, I can't live without itYour momma told me her name was Master PGot to know she bout it, bout it(If Usher still got it, I got itYou get it, might pull up, we flexin' in Bentleys)You get it? Two women they kissin'Usher start trickin' off, let a young nigga pay the tipYoung rich nigga, I am authenticVersace, Givenchy, red bottoms forensicsUsher my brother, we got different mothersBut blood can't bring a nigga no closerMy nigga [?] my drop [?] I'm trickin' but it ain't OctoberShe got a [?] on her back like BoosieSo I had to pull her overI still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)All that trickin' off, niggaI could pull without it (I'm trickin' with bitches)I still got it, I still got it, I still got it (You know I still got it)I'mma vet in this thing, I'mma let ya'll young niggas have it(Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)
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