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Partynextdoor - More [Remix] Lyrics
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[ Featuring Quavo, Lil Wayne ]

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Walk up out that bank, cop up anything
Money ain't a thing, but I need more of that thing
The world need more like Wayne
Baby, what you think?
She said, "All you do is bang"
I said, "What you think?"
But I need more from her
If she ain't f*ckin', it's fine
'Cause I got more than her
So be more alert, do more than twerk
Get more bitches for daddy
Be more diverse, f*ck more than me
And do more to her
I'm more unique when I do more of the Percs
No more CMB, and, sure, it hurts
But I'm more complete, wish I knew more at first

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Ayy, they lookin' at me like a water fountain
The way I'm flowin', flowin', flowin', flowin'
They lookin' at me like a water fountain
The way I'm goin', goin', goin', goin'
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I'm so up, yeah, I feel like I'm on the top floor
Life so dangerous, the Bible in the top drawer
One question: gotta tell me what you'd die for
Ayy, go Forrest, to the money, run Forrest, yeah
Hot boys, yeah, we really hot boys, yeah
Your girl, yeah, she really not yours, ayy, ayy
Got the key to the streets
Been pushin' so long, don't need a key
Got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
If I lose a bitch then I'ma get another one
Treat her just the same, just like the other one

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

I'm more elite 'cause I'm more at work
I do more than work, I move more than work
I did more than dirt, I ignored them words
'Cause that shit for the birds and I need more than birds
I got more to see, I do more than search
She charge more to sleep, I charge more a verse
I need more than freaks, she do more than slurp
She a registered nurse, she gimme more of that syrup
She gimme more of that pussy, I give her more of this nut
I do no more than Tunechi, she say that more than enough
I give no more than a f*ck, so f*ck his and hers
That other shit for the birds and I need more than the birds

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Walk up out that bank, cop up anything
Money ain't a thing, but I need more of that thing
The world need more like Wayne
Baby, what you think?
She said, "All you do is bang"
I said, "What you think?"
But I need more from her
If she ain't f*ckin', it's fine
'Cause I got more than her
So be more alert, do more than twerk
Get more bitches for daddy
Be more diverse, f*ck more than me
And do more to her
I'm more unique when I do more of the Percs
No more CMB, and, sure, it hurts
But I'm more complete, wish I knew more at first

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Ayy, they lookin' at me like a water fountain
The way I'm flowin', flowin', flowin', flowin'
They lookin' at me like a water fountain
The way I'm goin', goin', goin', goin'
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I'm so up, yeah, I feel like I'm on the top floor
Life so dangerous, the Bible in the top drawer
One question: gotta tell me what you'd die for
Ayy, go Forrest, to the money, run Forrest, yeah
Hot boys, yeah, we really hot boys, yeah
Your girl, yeah, she really not yours, ayy, ayy
Got the key to the streets
Been pushin' so long, don't need a key
Got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
If I lose a bitch then I'ma get another one
Treat her just the same, just like the other one

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

I'm more elite 'cause I'm more at work
I do more than work, I move more than work
I did more than dirt, I ignored them words
'Cause that shit for the birds and I need more than birds
I got more to see, I do more than search
She charge more to sleep, I charge more a verse
I need more than freaks, she do more than slurp
She a registered nurse, she gimme more of that syrup
She gimme more of that pussy, I give her more of this nut
I do no more than Tunechi, she say that more than enough
I give no more than a f*ck, so f*ck his and hers
That other shit for the birds and I need more than the birds

Get a check, get another check
Flip another check, f*ck a bitch
Thought I f*cked 'em all, I done f*ck 'em all
That Mercedes, in a drop-top coupe
That's how I bagged them all, I swear to money
I need more

I need more, I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more, I need more, more
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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Writer: Quavious Marshall, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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