[Hook] I walk in, I walk in, I walk in with goons I'm parking Ferrari, I started like 'vroom' I'm staggering, I'm flagging, I'm acting a fool, pour up, yeah I'm sipped out, I'm knocked out in my house all day I pull up, I pull up, I pull up like 'ay' I pull up, I pull up and I fade away That's NBA, yeah
[Verse 1] Uh, I used to have braids but I still got the hoes I loosen my brakes and I still got control I remember the day I got the Azure Back when them hoes was wearing Juicy Couture, yeah Back when niggas was still wearing velour When Shit got out of hand, my hands was full I'm going through some shit yeah but you know I ain't broker Just talked to Ms. Cita, she tell me stay focused I say "alrighty then", gotta make up my mind again Fuck the bullshit, the fake and the counterfeit Gotta shake it like Iverson Gotta take out my pocket lint and make something out of it Like a scientist, be creative and confident No vacation, just power trips Limo tint, limo tint, 5 percent, Louie V moccasins Treat her cat like a lioness, I’m on my Mufasa shit I'm saucy like pasta bitch I'm talking all kinda, yeah And I got that Flocka dick, them bitches need all of it And I be OT with my bro T And little hoodie and Skate Board-E And that's my niggas, we fly niggas With shotguns under both wings We going up, pouring up These niggas be hoeing up Ain't no peace, we chop off both fingers I got that dope dick, yo bitch is a dope fiend I got the tattoos, all I need is the nose ring Pool party at my place, more codeine than chlorine Spraying at your head like some fucking Afro Sheen And I'm
[Hook] A Martian, I'm marching on the stars and moon I come through in something without a roof Staggering, I'm flagging, I'm repping Soowoo Yeah Bloodgang Look, I hop out, they watch out, I hop out the Wraith I spin it, I spin it, make it back next day I pull up, I pull up and I fade away I send me away yeah
[Verse 2] I’m my momma’s son And when I started thuggin I was young When I started cussing I was one Momma put that soap on my tongue And when I started hustlin I was 12 And then I started pumping like the Shell And when I started fuckin I was young And when I started cuppin I was sprung And then I started druggin it was fun Fucking with that honey I got stung And when I go out clubbin I be numb Started up from nothin just some crumbs Started up from nothin just some crumbs And now I got a bakery; yum, yum And now I see the fakery, now I see the snakery All I got is 2 words, blumb-blumb No ceilingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
