Dj Khaled No Motiv Lyrics
No Motiv by DJ Khaled
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I'm a lover not a fighter
I can't find my lighter
My house is four stories
I tell'em I don't write'em
And my living room is white
My lies are much whiter
My darkest secrets are bright
I need a sun visor
I say 187 make yo bitch run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula
Ordering Bloody Mary's
I got a house on the prairie
Got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window man
This view is amazing
And if I go back to jail
Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my hands
It got all under my nails
In a room full of stairs
Give'em something to see
I be so fucking faded
Who washed the colors with bleach?
Now they biting my style
Hope it get stuck in yo teeth
I been had the green light
So don't jump in the street
The World's under my feet
I'm just kissing the sky
Tune what is that smell?
That's the shit on my mind
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 millions, 3, 4
Breaking up the kush
Sticky fingersonics
I'm throwing up gang signs
You can see I'm in my vomit
And I'm cool right now
But please don't change the climate
Cause I'm sleeping with the enemy
In bulletproof pajamas
I got issues bigger than you
Bitches taller than me
Ratchet and Bougie I like RNB
Unapologetic I'm sorry for not being sorry
You niggers old news prehistoric
I need Benadryl for my trigger finger
Bad bitches for my home boys
The grass is greener on the other side
I'm focused on my own yard
Ain't got enough need more dough
We twisting blunts like torsos
I'm rich as fuck but more so a poor soul
Oh well If snow fell like hoes
Fell in love I be a snow man
My bitch a die for me
She a soldier GI Joanne
Take chances when I know
I ain't got no chance roll'em
I left that crab table
With a chip on my shoulder
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 millions, 3, 4
We ain't got no motive
We just killin y'all for nothing
And my bitch got cotton mouth
You know them snakes cannot be trusted
And I bet y'all niggers don't say shit
Because I'm feeling lucky
And I still pray every night
That aliens abduct me
Tunechi
3-2-3-4
4-2-3-4
I'm a lover not a fighter
I can't find my lighter
My house is four stories
I tell'em I don't write'em
And my living room is white
My lies are much whiter
My darkest secrets are bright
I need a sun visor
I say 187 make yo bitch run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula
Ordering Bloody Mary's
I got a house on the prairie
Got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window man
This view is amazing
And if I go back to jail
Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my hands
It got all under my nails
In a room full of stairs
Give'em something to see
I be so fucking faded
Who washed the colors with bleach?
Now they biting my style
Hope it get stuck in yo teeth
I been had the green light
So don't jump in the street
The World's under my feet
I'm just kissing the sky
Tune what is that smell?
That's the shit on my mind
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 millions, 3, 4
Breaking up the kush
Sticky fingersonics
I'm throwing up gang signs
You can see I'm in my vomit
And I'm cool right now
But please don't change the climate
Cause I'm sleeping with the enemy
In bulletproof pajamas
I got issues bigger than you
Bitches taller than me
Ratchet and Bougie I like RNB
Unapologetic I'm sorry for not being sorry
You niggers old news prehistoric
I need Benadryl for my trigger finger
Bad bitches for my home boys
The grass is greener on the other side
I'm focused on my own yard
Ain't got enough need more dough
We twisting blunts like torsos
I'm rich as fuck but more so a poor soul
Oh well If snow fell like hoes
Fell in love I be a snow man
My bitch a die for me
She a soldier GI Joanne
Take chances when I know
I ain't got no chance roll'em
I left that crab table
With a chip on my shoulder
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you hoes
1 million, 2 millions, 3, 4
We ain't got no motive
We just killin y'all for nothing
And my bitch got cotton mouth
You know them snakes cannot be trusted
And I bet y'all niggers don't say shit
Because I'm feeling lucky
And I still pray every night
That aliens abduct me
Tunechi