No Shopping – English Lyrics

• By: French Montana, Drake

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the vibrant world of contemporary hip-hop with 'No Shopping,' a collaboration between French Montana and Drake. This track offers a fantastic opportunity to explore modern slang, cultural references, and the lyrical dexterity common in rap music. Its engaging narrative, combined with catchy hooks, makes it an enjoyable way to pick up new English phrases and understand the dynamics of rap storytelling.

[English]

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

All about the mula, all about the mula

Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin'

Runnin' through them keys way before Khaled

Runnin' with the pushas way before Malice

Word to the five, I'm the one like four minus

Caught her off the rebound, Ben Wallace, gave her four dollars

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think

When it get hot, bodies start droppin'

Hit the strip club, told them hoes gon' get the moppin'

Word to Diddy, we Cirocin'

Word to Biggie, we'll be Pac-in'

I just bought Selena's crib, I'm poppin'

I just told Drizzy, "Let me take Serena to the tropics"

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think

Sittin' high, 6 God cover

Tell them hoes get low, 6 God comin'

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

All about the mula, all about the mula

Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin'

Pump, pump, pump it up

She got a good head on her, but I pump it up

I'm not a one hit wonder, they know all my stuff

You let me turn into the nigga that you almost was

I done seen a lot of shit and I done been in things

And I never started nothin', I just finish things

And I'm sell off like the man that brought me in this thing

How you out here celebratin' like the winnin' team?

No, calm down, calm down

Shit ain't how you think it is, take a look around

I'm supposed to be on a vacation right now

But I'm home wildin', word to DJ Khaled

Back with another one

I'm steady droppin' bombs on your head top

Been that way since I could make your bed rock

I'm on Bloor where you can't shop

Bitch I just rapped and it went pop

Next move better than my last move

Your next move can't erase your past moves

Took her out once she got attached to him

Ring, ring, click, I'll get back to 'em

You don't really want the views

You don't want a snapshot of things goin' on with the crew

You don't wanna hear Not Nice did thirteen

And did another two for some other shit he didn't do

Last week, bwoy dem runnin' in the room

This week sold one point two

Yeah, it's a Boucheron baby boy

Yeah, and I know Taraji like I'm baby boy

And I fuck with Weezy and I'm Baby's boy

Yeah we the Army, better yet the Navy, boy

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think

All about the mula, all about the mula

Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin'

Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank

Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think

All about the mula, all about the mula

Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin'

The birds want rings and tings, you know

But we'll never take the bird shoppin', you know

Still, you already done know

Big up, Six God

Haaaan, skrrt, skrrt!

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