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LISTEN: Migos, Cardi B & Nicki Minaj’s New Song ‘Motor Sport’ Is Fire

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It was only a matter of time before we were blessed with a Migos and Cardi B collaboration. Nicki Minaj is just the cherry on top.

“Motor Sport” is the first official single from Migos high anticipated second album Culture II. It sounds like Migos is sticking to what they know is successful. Their classic sound, background verses included, are not going anywhere.

The single premiered on the Breakfast Club this Friday morning. Migos teased the song with Cardi at Power 105.1’s Powerhouse on Thursday, little did we all know it would be released so soon.

Migos previewed a new record from #Culture2 that features Cardi B and Nicki Minaj. [via @power1051]

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Cardi’s verse comments on her an Offset’s relationship, which was temporarily over last week and then magically repaired. Cardi attacks the verse with the same flow and intensity that she does on “Bodack Yellow.”

Peace nikka ✌🏽

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Nicki’s verse starts off slow, it doesn’t mesh well with the other verses on the song. But then after Nicki shoutouts Lil Uzi Vert and her custom Givenchy she goes in for a bit. She switches her flow countless times, it’s impressive don’t get me wrong, but it’s no denying that the last flow is Nicki’s best. It really pops off, but it’s too short. Her whole verse needed to be quick if she wanted to steal the spotlight on the track.

M O T O R S P O R T N E W S I N G L E C U L T U R E II

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Culture II doesn’t have a set release date, but based on how this single was released we may get a surprise drop similar to Beyoncé.


Listen to “Motor Sport” on Spotify

Migos’ new song “Motor Sport” is available for Spotify users with login information.


Listen to “Motor Sport” on iTunes

You can buy the song on iTunes or stream on Apple Music.


Listen to “Motor Sport” on YouTube


“Motor Sport” Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda

[Chorus: Quavo]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop it like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?) we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears) gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift,) on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Fix all your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Percy, check (yeah) Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin’ with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can’t go back
Xans, Percy, check (yeah) Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey, walk in with the sacks)
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E!)
Girl, yeah, yeah
I wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
Take away, pain ain’t easy (pain)
That’s why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas ain’t cappin’ this season

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
The coupe came imported (hey)
This season’s Off White come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini accordance (Lambo)
No human being, I’m immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got McDonald’s nuggets (ayy)
Soon as I land on the Leer (whew)
Pigets, they wet, tears (‘gets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I’m boujee, so bitch, don’t get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voila)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It’s a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
‘Cause he cums more when I see him less
I get upset off, I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I’m back, bitches
I don’t wanna hear I’m actin’ different
Same lips that be talkin’ ’bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin’
These hoes ain’t what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they’re catfishin’
Same hoes that was sendin’ shots
They reachin’ out like their back itchin’
Why would I hop in some beef (Why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon’ do what from who?
That’s not a reliable source, no
Tell me have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I’m the trap Selena
Dame mas gasolina (skrrt)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop it like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?) we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears) gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift,) on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats, you know what I am about
I am the champ, I’m Iron Mikin’ about
Attention, I’ma need you to face front
You don’t want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
Rap’s Jackie Chan, we ain’t pullin’ them fake stunts
My crown won’t fit on your bum ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin’ a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends’ll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you can’t get it at Sak’s though
I don’t work in no office, but they copyin’ and that’s facts though
I ain’t tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
I’m with a couple bad bitches that’ll rip the party
Quavo the QB, I’m Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
“Yo Nick, didn’t you just do a hit with Gotti?”
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It’s a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)

[Verse 5: Takeoff]
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I stepped on runnin’ from 12 (12)
Aimin’ on committin’ with none of you bitches
‘Cause money is treatin’ me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible, I swear I won’t tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon’ sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad, give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the price on the ice
If you don’t know what that is (huh)
Motorsport, motorville
Abort the mission, that’s a kill (pew, pew, brrr)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop it like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?) we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears) gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin’ gears (shift,) on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

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