Migos – Payola Lyrics

Payola Lyrics By Migos

Payola Lyrics
Payola Lyrics
  • Artist Migos
  • Title Payola
  • Album No Label II

Migos
You might call it Monifa
But I call it payola (I got it)
I'm getting that guacamole
Migos
Yola, payola, payola, payola
All I ever need in my life, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, broccoli, payola, broccoli
Yola, payola, payola, payola
All I ever need in my life, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, payola
Yola (Yola), broccoli, payola
Trapping off of Motorolas
The plug, he in Minnesota
I got the flavors, Willy Wonka
Gotta make sure that your ticket is golden
I told my mama, "Don't worry
We gon' take off any moment"
Remember me kickin' in doors and giving you jewelry
From where it was stolen?
Now it's Maserati splashin' sideways
Never been scared to get paid
Throwing money on the highway (Money)
Not the Carlito, the Migos Way
Dinosaur, alligator, komodo dragon or Giuseppe toes
Andale come with my Payola
Don't make me jump off the top rope
Yola, payola, payola, payola
All I ever need in my life, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, payola
Yola (Yola), payola
Broccoli, payola, broccoli
All I ever need is a stove and a bando
Thirty minutes, make a milli, Alejandro
I be playing with them bowls, but no banjo
We don't sugar coat, AK split your cantaloupe
Adam Sandler, I control my hoes with no remote
Quality control in every magazine article
You thinking about robbing me?
Better off shooting yourself, Plaxico
No scientist, for you snakes, I got the antidote
Yola, payola, payola, payola
All I ever need in my life, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, payola
Yola (Yola), payola
Broccoli, payola, broccoli
Broccoli, broccoli
Young Offset on top of you **** like I'm an apostrophe
No Monopoly
I'm sticking these ****, don't make me take yo mama property
You **** is pussy, acting like a diva
Got the 40 on my hip like a beeper
You don't want problems with the grim reaper
When it come to money, **** get evil
I'm not gon' let up like I'm DG Yola
Double seals from Minnesota
Guiseppes and now they walking on komodos
No vending machine, but I'm selling that coca
Yola, payola, yola, payola
The feds, they ran in my trap
But they didn't find the bricks 'cause they was in the sofa
Yola, payola, payola, payola
All I ever need in my life, payola
Yola (Yola), payola, payola
Yola (Yola), payola
Broccoli, payola, broccoli

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