Quavo – Minnesota Lyrics

Quavo – Minnesota Lyrics
Minnesota
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    "Minnesota." - Quavo

    Album: Quality Control Music
    Track No: 07
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, riding 'round on boulders
    Money sitting up, it sits way above your shoulders
    I was eating pork and rinds with a bitch from New York Times
    I don't eat no pork and rinds, but that bitch was mighty fine
    I got gold all on my necklace, tatted up my arms
    Now my mama think I'm reckless, got guns under my mattress
    I was juggin' since a youngin', free my older cousin' Reesey
    He from Hamilton not D.C, I rock N.Bs like I'm Gleetchie
    Flip phone banging off the walls, Gucci on my drawers
    Why the fuck you in these streets if your scared of them four walls?
    I was strokin' on your sister, she was calling me her mister
    She sucked dick for a picture, it's like, Yachty, nice to meet you
    I was juggin' off them stacks, counting up them racks
    Almost had a lifetime sentence, but I beat it ,shout out to Pat
    Pat, that's my lawyer he got me off them charges
    8 stacks for that boy, he took care of the boy, aye
    Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat (Migos)
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    When they said Lil Yachty hot I'm like, that's him or me (Lil Yachty, uh)
    Wrists like Minnesota (Minnesota) Traffic Coca-Cola (Coca)
    Catching planes Anquan Boldin
    She got the hot box, know that it's stolen (Hot)
    Large sizes, all type of narcotics
    Whoa, got a bankroll in that big body
    I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola
    I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola
    Fuck 12, they can't pull me over (12)
    Smoking on gas and that odor (Gas)
    Cook it up, then flip it over
    You must've forgot it, we 'bout it like soldiers (Soldiers)
    It's cold, but I got my shirt off
    Trap **** can't fall off (Trap)
    Big sack of molly, golf ball (Molly)
    Big sack of molly, golf ball (Fore)
    I trap in Minnesota like a viking (Swear)
    Flood out the Sky-Dweller it got good lighting (Shine)
    We made the dab and all of y'all biting (Dab)
    Two thick white bitches, both of 'em dykes (Swear)
    I'll make a 50 before his acre (I'll make a)
    I was in the streets, but don't have no cable (I was in the)
    Me and Lil Yachty touch down at the safe house (Swerve)
    Skippa Da Flippa, I will bring the rice out
    Cold like Minnesota, racks on fall, I told ya
    I iced out my Rollie, then did the same damn thing for my brodies
    All a **** trap spot beaming like a post
    I could put the heat inside the kitchen like a baller
    I could feel your bitch head up like a lawyer
    Ain't know, never gon' sign posts
    Big machine, big machine
    I'm cooking bean on jelly beans
    No need to smell it, all is clean
    That money talking, Charlie Sheen (Damn)
    I'm riding Ubers with the toolie
    I got more diamonds than your jeweler
    I make her come back like I'm Yugi
    If you know it, now you knew it
    I aim at her head like a sniper rifle
    She can't be my bitch if she dyking, dyking
    I bought her a ring but no wifey, wifey
    She slurp on that dick and I like it, like it
    No candy, she Mike and Ike it (Candy)
    No Nike, she know I do it (Do it)
    I eat that bitch like a hocket pocket
    No Nike, she know I do it
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
    Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
    Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
    You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat

    Writer(s): Quavo.

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