Ace Hood - We On lyrics
[Ace Hood - We On lyrics]
Ok, I walk in the party, Mister Swag
So gnarly
With a bad Spanish mami, better ask somebody
Yeah that's my Maserati, going HAM no salami
That's yo chick? If I like
It then I'm straight bogarting
In the club, where the bottles? That Rosé
No Moscato
They see me, models follow, ass clap
Ah bravo i be wiling my nigga
See my jewels they six figures
Fuck your girl and her friend
I'm a dog I do figure
Chilling with my click and I puff that loud
She don't want to fuck then
I tell that bitch bye
Heart so cold why waste my time
Twenty on that wrist cause I like that shine
Fuck you niggas who hate on mine
Credit card will not decline
Missionary, no not me
I like that pussy from behind
Bitch I'm ballin' every day it's
Like somebody pressed rewind
All my niggas came from nothing
Mandatory that we shine
Private planein' no complainin' if
I happen to recline
Same nigga that they doubted an
I'm gladly gon' remind
Made a million of my hunger
That's just solely my reply
Cause we the best, shit ain't a lie
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Mo'fucker we on had to bring the money home
Mo'fucker we on had to bring the money home
Kay, now catch me in your city wit
A clique of niggas wit me
Couple bitches gettin' tipsy
Celebrating cause we winnin', we on
I go so hard, niggas already know
Still in the club when it closed at 4
Birthday girl gon' drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke
Cause we on
Okay now one for the money
Shawty two for the fuck of it
Pull up in on some shit that
Just might destroy all your confidence
Meet a bitch n' hit it quick
N' never know her government
I been rockin' Hermez and that
"H" don't stand for hooligan
High boy, I fly high, nigga blast off
You goof, truth, loose
Goose prove you ain't cotton soft
We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on
All these cases of that aces bring
Her back to my oasis
Takin' shots after shots like I'm
Bustin' of that 44 man, that Ciroc got me
Feeling like I overdosed
Livin' with my niggas, celebrating
Rockin' hella gold
Ring, hella big you would think
I won a Super Bowl yeah we in the building
Why the fuck you think it's super swoll?
Tell the DJ "bring it back" and
Show 'em what we really on
All these women love me cause they
Know we young and money long
Mama told me "get it"
So I had to bring the money home
So gnarly
With a bad Spanish mami, better ask somebody
Yeah that's my Maserati, going HAM no salami
That's yo chick? If I like
It then I'm straight bogarting
In the club, where the bottles? That Rosé
No Moscato
They see me, models follow, ass clap
Ah bravo i be wiling my nigga
See my jewels they six figures
Fuck your girl and her friend
I'm a dog I do figure
Chilling with my click and I puff that loud
She don't want to fuck then
I tell that bitch bye
Heart so cold why waste my time
Twenty on that wrist cause I like that shine
Fuck you niggas who hate on mine
Credit card will not decline
Missionary, no not me
I like that pussy from behind
Bitch I'm ballin' every day it's
Like somebody pressed rewind
All my niggas came from nothing
Mandatory that we shine
Private planein' no complainin' if
I happen to recline
Same nigga that they doubted an
I'm gladly gon' remind
Made a million of my hunger
That's just solely my reply
Cause we the best, shit ain't a lie
Had to bring the money home
I had to bring the money home
Mo'fucker we on had to bring the money home
Mo'fucker we on had to bring the money home
Kay, now catch me in your city wit
A clique of niggas wit me
Couple bitches gettin' tipsy
Celebrating cause we winnin', we on
I go so hard, niggas already know
Still in the club when it closed at 4
Birthday girl gon' drop it low
Let's make a toast to never broke
Cause we on
Okay now one for the money
Shawty two for the fuck of it
Pull up in on some shit that
Just might destroy all your confidence
Meet a bitch n' hit it quick
N' never know her government
I been rockin' Hermez and that
"H" don't stand for hooligan
High boy, I fly high, nigga blast off
You goof, truth, loose
Goose prove you ain't cotton soft
We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on
All these cases of that aces bring
Her back to my oasis
Takin' shots after shots like I'm
Bustin' of that 44 man, that Ciroc got me
Feeling like I overdosed
Livin' with my niggas, celebrating
Rockin' hella gold
Ring, hella big you would think
I won a Super Bowl yeah we in the building
Why the fuck you think it's super swoll?
Tell the DJ "bring it back" and
Show 'em what we really on
All these women love me cause they
Know we young and money long
Mama told me "get it"
So I had to bring the money home