Khalid - Must B the Music lyrics

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Khalid - Must B the Music lyrics

It's called must be the music I do boom bap, don't do cool rap Don't mind a little radio on my coon wrap We do it for the love, yeah, the love of money Use it to pay for food so don't go hung'y Do trips to the Caribbean, do skiin' Don't mind me, cause do it so free! Want the good life, don't delay Why put off tomorrow what I can do today! Oh yo, been there, done that murder Gun rap, pay dues don't pay checks, so run that High hopes don't sleep, don't do cheap seats Up front, on stage, where's the f** that Blizzed in diamonds, see me shining Dudes do they best to scratch the grinding Better like who done it, so ya'll who won it Don't believe the hype you simple Simon Chorus: Must be the music Got me in a trance, making me high Must be the music No escaping this, don't even try! Must be the music Got me in a trance, making me high Must be the music No escaping this, don't even try! It's them do's and don'ts They're movin' the most It's them do's and don'ts They're movin' the most OK dudes, you love 'em Tell 'em, hug 'em Make 'em high on life without having to drug 'em Don't dare ignore them, lie 'em, bore 'em Holler at their sister, mom or cousin! Do the dishes, but don't break the china Don't make faces, especially not behind her Don't get caught, she'll get support like Late for her birthday, get it in the worst way Wine, champagne, tickle her with bubbles If she say do it, do that sh** on the double! Break up, make up, don't hold no grudges Make sure you tell her if I her makeup smudges Compliment her hairdo, f** it more champagne You need to do it before you get the girl campaign Wife her, life her, exchange the I do's Anniversary, don't let her remind you Chorus I don't carry no firearms I don't carry that security The guns for hire arms What I will do is admire my own If it ain't my concern I leave it alone (Unless) It's a fly girl then I do the right thing, make it a night thing (And do the do) And if she don't refrain from the choo-choo train We'll let it all hang, and she do the crew (all aboard) I do alot of things that don't make sense What I don't do is ride the fence Hence, the reason for the season Of the haters that jump on stage and get bathed in tomatoes Do to the mic that we use to clash in In comparison to us of the MC's trash Don't got the sk**s don't pursue it It ain't nobody else's fault So don't do it Freeze! (when the music come back sing the chorus, please) Chorus