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Quavo - Positions Remix Lyrics

Positions (Remix) Lyrics[Intro]
This is a Melo Beat

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
Heaven sent you to me
I'm just hopin' I don't repeat history

[Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande]
Boy, I'm tryna meet your mama on a Sunday
Then make a lotta love on a Monday (Ah, ah)
Never need no (No), no one else, babe
'Cause I'll be

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
Switchin' them positions for you
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops
Know my love infinite, nothin' I wouldn't do
That I won't do, switchin' for you

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Perfect, perfect
You're too good to be true (You're too good to be true)
But I get tired of runnin', fuck it
Now, I'm runnin' with you (With you)

[Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande]
Said, boy, I'm tryna meet your mama on a Sunday
Then make a lotta love on a Monday (Ah, ah)
Never need no (No), no one else, babe
'Cause I'll be

[Chorus: Ariana Grande & Pop Smoke]
Switchin' them positions for you
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops
Know my love infinite, nothin' I wouldn't do
That I won't do, switchin' for you
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops
Know my love infinite, nothin' I wouldn't do (Nothin')
That I won't do, switchin' for you (Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? Look Ooh)


[Verse 3: Pop Smoke & Quavo]
You don't know what you started, I pop a Perc', go retarded
I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
Mr. Dior-Dior, they know where it started, yeah (Oh)
She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
Go in the store, shop in Dior (Oh)
Come to my crib, take all my shirts
Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
You talkin' too much, baby, pour up a four
We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
When we in Miami, we stay at the Mondrian (Oh)
We pull up to LIV in the Cullinan
Welcome her to the party
The afterparty's afterparty, then party again (Oh)
Hundred bitches, hardly any men (Oh)
In my room is where the party began
Then take a flight to Bora Bora, it's time to catch a tan, look (Woo)
I said free all my niggas that's sentenced, stuck up in the jail (Free all my niggas, yeah)
I could show you how to vibe, but I can't be ya man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh-huh (No, no, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Pop Smoke & Quavo]
Shoot for the stars (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
Aim for the moon (For the moon)
You ain't cool (You ain't cool), 'til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Ariana Grande, Pop Smoke & Quavo]
–In the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,Yeah, yeah)
Know my love infinite, nothin' I wouldn't do (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
That I won't do, switchin' for you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the– (Yeah, yeah)