• Title:No Brainer
  • Artist:DJ Khaled;Justin Bieber;Chance The Rapper;Quavo
  • Album:No Brainer
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    We the Best Music!
    Another one!
    DJ Khaled!
    You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
    It ain't that hard to choose
    Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
    You got your mind unloose
    Go hard and watch the sun rise
    One night'll change your whole life
    Pop the top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
    Put 'em up if you with me
    Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
    In the middle, woah
    Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
    Put 'em high
    Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
    Both arms, yeah
    Quavo!
    Mama told you don't talk to strangers (mama, mama, mama!)
    But when you're ridin' in the drop,
    You can't explain it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
    What you been waitin' on this whole time? (Yeah)
    I blow the brains outta your mind (ooh)
    And I ain't talkin' 'bout physically (no)
    I'm talkin' 'bout mentally (talkin' 'bout mentally)
    She lookin', she look like she nasty (she lookin')
    She lookin', she look like she classy (she lookin')
    She lookin', just look at her dancin' (look at her)
    She lookin', I took her to the mansion (yeah, yeah)
    Don't look rich, I ain't got no chain (huh)
    Not on the list, I ain't got no name
    But we in this bitch, bitch, I'm not no lame
    And I keep it Ben Franklin, I'm not gon' change
    Lot of these hoes is messy (messy)
    I just want you and your bestie
    Y'all don't gotta answer for whenever you text me
    It's multiple choice and they all wanna test me
    She ch-ch-ch-ch-choosin' the squad
    She tryna choose between me, Justin, Qua' and Asahd
    She told me that she love that I make music for God
    I told her I would love to see that pussy applaud
    Walked down, had me sittin' up
    Demanded my attention, had to give it up
    Look like somebody designed you
    Drop-dead gorgeous, you make me wanna live it up
    Your presence is critical
    Movin' my soul, yeah you're spiritual
    They hate it when you notice me
    Like everybody else invisible (ooh)
    Breakin' all the rules (oh-oh)
    So above the law (so above the law)
    I'll be your excuse (damn right)
    Uh, and you go wrong, no
    You stick out of the crowd,
    Baby, it's a no-brainer (no-brainer)
    Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer(no-brainer)
    Go hard and watch the sun rise (rise)
    Pop the top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer (oh, no)
    In the middle, oh (yeah, in the middle)
    Put 'em high (put 'em high)
    Both arms, yeah (both sides in here)
    It's We The Best Music
    Way high
    It's Father of Asahd (Asahd Asahd)
    Another one