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Datos de Quavo Nombre Verdadero: Quavious Keyate MarshallNombre Artístico: QuavoDonde Nació: Atenas, Georgia, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 02 de abril de 1991Edad: 33Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Hip hop, trapActividad: 2008 - actualidadInstrumentos: Voz, tecladoOcupación: Rapero, cantante, compositor, productorDisquera(s): Quality Control Music, Motown, Capitol RecordsCónyuge/Pareja: SaweetieRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es Quavo? Quavious Keyate Marshall conocido a nivel artístico como Quavo, es un cantante, compositor y productor. Nació el 2 de abril de 1991 en Athens, Georgia, Estados Unidos. Integrante de la agrupación de trap que se formó en Lawrenceville, Georgia en el año 2009, la cual lleva por nombre Migos. Se destaca por ser uno de los raperos más influyentes, el cual posee una gran capacidad de componer y producir grandes éxitos, bien sea a nivel de grupo o en solitario. Quavo ha logrando encabezar las listas musicales de Estados Unidos. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Cuando Quavo contaba con tan solo cuatro años de edad su padre falleció. Fue criado por su madre junto a su primo, Kiari, conocido como Offset y su sobrino, Krishnik, conocido como Takeoff, ambos integrantes también del grupo Migos. Los tres crecieron juntos en el condado de Gwinnett, el cual es el segundo condado más poblado de Georgia, Estados Unidos. Realizó sus estudios de secundaria en la escuela Berkmar High School, ubicada en Lilburn, Georgia, donde jugó para el equipo de fútbol de esa institución. Con tan solo 18 años de edad, una estatura de un
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Quavo - We Did It Kid Fivio Foreign Y Fat Money Reference Lyrics



We Did It Kid (Fivio Foreign & Fat Money Reference) Lyrics[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
Not nice, or the meanest
Feelin' sorry for my mama’nem
Survivor's guilt really get old
Whole gang in the end zone
Not nice, or the meanest
Heaven's Gate when I get home
Color palettes lookin’ Pantone
'Bout to turn into a phantom
Cameras off, get to flippin' lights
She ain't happy with the other guy
Had a argument the other night
I ain't even get to 'pologize
While I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised
I’ma show face ’til I get tired
Don't carе about event size
Lookin’ at you through a fishеye
I'm never nice, or the meanest
I'm tired, I'm tired, I’m tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah

[Bridge: Kanye West & Fat Money]
We here, you can't deny that we here, we here
Hands up, Vs up for my man
For Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man
I seen the feet prints in the sand
We done everything that we planned

[Verse 2: Quavo, Offset & Fivio Foreign]
Huncho, I shitted it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it)
Like a nigga just got potty trained
Hourglass, how her body came (Yeah)
Chop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah)
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin ‘ya
Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P)
Bitch ridin' with a felony
See the jealousy
The struggle made me a better me (Struggle)
Why you talkin', is you payin' me?
Lamborghini coated candy (Skrrt)
If I fuck her, she gon' have the baby
I'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey)
Quarter million to the nannies (Go)
I'm the head of the family (Hey)
My momma had to cry for this
My gang had to slide for this (Slide)
Pistol Pete had to die for this (Die)
Doin' time through the wire for this (Hey)
Fresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick)
We steppin' outside with the shit (Outside)
Hannah Montana with grits (Hannah)
That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah)
I'm up, I'm rich, look at my bitch, she fine and rich (Look)
Studied the game and I find the glitch
Hustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey)
He not poppin', he kinda lit
He not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda)
Nigga ain't trippin', just signed this shit
Hunnid mill', we'll split (Split it)
If it's fifty mill', we'll split
If it's two in one, they'll split (Split)
Three bitch split a G6
These platinum plaques ain't nothin'
I stand over 'em take a piss
I stand over and take a shit (Hey)
This a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid)
Get the money, never politic
Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks
Young nigga with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr)
In the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah)
Kid gon' play with 'em, he got friends
He know Migo dem, knock off limbs
Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's
Ridin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt)
Helpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach)
No new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu)
Remember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo)
Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through)
I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick
Thank God I'm alive and rich (Alive)
No lie, I survived the trench
Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes)
That's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey)
Hand-built it like a carpenter did it
Shootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah)
Tattoos and the scars for this (Tats)
'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey, uh)

[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]
Ladies and gentlemen (Gentlemen)
They takin' pictures of my woman friend (Uh)
But this one is different then (Huh)
You leave me then, you never get lit again (Never get lit again)
They hate me, it give me adrenaline (It do)
The demons are making me sin again (They are)
They trying to change how I am livin' it (Nah)
Take too much money to get rid of him (Woo)
We did it kid, we did it, huh (We did it)
I want my bitches submissive (I do)
I wanna finish my mission (I do)
I want my children to be Christian (I do)
I want my shit to be hittin' (I do)
I want my people to listen (I do)
I wanna fit the description (I do)
I hope I'm makin' a difference (I do)
My mans had to die for this (Uh)
Somebody gotta die for this (Boaw)
Whole city finna cry for this (Boaw)
Say a prayer, give me God for this (Boaw)
How you still livin' marvellous? (Haha)
And we still go to war for this (Uh)
And they makin' new laws for this (Uh)
We ain't ever gettin' caught for this (Nah)
I want everything that I want (Yeah)
I'm with Elon Musk eatin' lunch
I want a new crib and a space station
I can park my rocket in the front
I need my money to come in a bunch
I been had this feelin' in the hunch
I'ma win every time I say win
I got too much power in my tongue
I got horse power in my trunk (Skrrt)
I'm too tough, they too punk
Thought I was comin' and I ain't do nun'
I was just scarin' niggas, that was fun (Ha)
I'm still tall nigga, that's was sun
I went to war, just me and my gun (Boaw)
I'm with it all, we in a crunch
And I shouldn't even be in the front (Huh)
Ladies and gentlemen (Gentlemen)
I'll be a superhero when I finish this (I will)
My platform's not innocent (Uh)
That's why I'm savin' all the citizens (Uh)
Look at the seats that I'm sittin' in (Yeah, huh)
How is nobody not winnin' him? (Never)
They say it's written
It's written then (Huh)
Shit

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