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Bring a Friend Video (MV)




Performed By: The Mid
Language: English
Length: 4:04
Written by: michael white




The Mid - Bring a Friend Lyrics




You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I love this shit
One good time make me wanna cuff a bitch
So good I don't think I wanna rush this quick
That lame nigga there who you f*ckin wit my God
Drop it low like it's ya job
Only pop it on the weekend she can do it for the squad
I'm seeing right through that facade baby
You 'bout the check and it's obvious
Big influence like a lobbyist
Every man thinking he can prolly hit
Every woman thinking she can prolly hit
Talkin bout that bread that's that soggy shit
Now they gettin real animated that's a comic strip nigga
Hold up, aye, now we on some chronic shit nigga
On on to the next ep feelin like a lover
Had me bounce four times like Kawhi at the buzzer ugh
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I thought we had something special
Dancing on the pole when I met you
Bout to lose control god bless you
Niggas never woulda let you
F*ck I'm talkin bout
You poppin now more zeros than the decimals
But you got it like that so you never had to settle
Swear ya pussy made of gold that's why you taking all the medals
Get a grip yeah get a hold, a cut above another level
F*ck a demon and a devil
We just staring at a rebel like
Angel with the wings
Iced out everything came in with the bling
And right now everything is never what it seems
So your man facing life that means he prolly gon' sing
Falsetto like this, that
You can hit a high note
Going through the motions baby do it with your eyes closed
Mixing up the potion see you deep into a spiral
Just keep dancing what do I know
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I love this shit
One good time make me wanna cuff a bitch
So good I don't think I wanna rush this quick
That lame nigga there who you f*ckin wit my God
Drop it low like it's ya job/only pop it on the weekend
She can do it for the squad I'm seeing right through that facade baby
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You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I love this shit
One good time make me wanna cuff a bitch
So good I don't think I wanna rush this quick
That lame nigga there who you f*ckin wit my God
Drop it low like it's ya job
Only pop it on the weekend she can do it for the squad
I'm seeing right through that facade baby
You 'bout the check and it's obvious
Big influence like a lobbyist
Every man thinking he can prolly hit
Every woman thinking she can prolly hit
Talkin bout that bread that's that soggy shit
Now they gettin real animated that's a comic strip nigga
Hold up, aye, now we on some chronic shit nigga
On on to the next ep feelin like a lover
Had me bounce four times like Kawhi at the buzzer ugh
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I thought we had something special
Dancing on the pole when I met you
Bout to lose control god bless you
Niggas never woulda let you
F*ck I'm talkin bout
You poppin now more zeros than the decimals
But you got it like that so you never had to settle
Swear ya pussy made of gold that's why you taking all the medals
Get a grip yeah get a hold, a cut above another level
F*ck a demon and a devil
We just staring at a rebel like
Angel with the wings
Iced out everything came in with the bling
And right now everything is never what it seems
So your man facing life that means he prolly gon' sing
Falsetto like this, that
You can hit a high note
Going through the motions baby do it with your eyes closed
Mixing up the potion see you deep into a spiral
Just keep dancing what do I know
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
You on that basic tip
Pourin up the drank you can take a sip
Genie in a bottle he don't make no wish
That white is in my pocket and I might just need another hit
'Another zip, told you bring a friend who you comin wit
Told you bring a friend who you comin wit
I might just get it poppin cause I love this shit
I love this shit
One good time make me wanna cuff a bitch
So good I don't think I wanna rush this quick
That lame nigga there who you f*ckin wit my God
Drop it low like it's ya job/only pop it on the weekend
She can do it for the squad I'm seeing right through that facade baby
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Writer: michael white
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