Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Think About It, artist - Naughty Boy. Date of issue: 19.10.2014
Song language: English
Think About It |
| Yeah, you know it’s Naughty Boy and young Khalifa, man |
| Hotel Cabana, Taylor Gang |
| Got me up all night |
| Just to start a fight |
| You don’t wanna think about it |
| You drink about it |
| You smoke about it |
| Don’t talk about it |
| Every night’s the same |
| Who’s the one to blame? |
| You don’t wanna think about it |
| You drink about it |
| You smoke about it |
| Don’t talk about it |
| Don’t make it easy for yourself |
| 13's on my Impala, raw cone filled with chronic smoke |
| Homie, I got game like the Shuttlesworth fam |
| Milk these lames for what they worth |
| HUF socks, ashes on my shirt, three wheel motion all you motherfuckers |
| The Porsche in the garage then got a life for my dogs |
| I had nothing at all but now I take trips to Vegas |
| Rolling up, playing songs on my oldies playlist |
| Diamonds on my fist, Rollie on my wrist, my life’s the shit |
| Standing over the terrace, made so much last year |
| These lil' niggas should be embarrassed |
| Claim we the same, but the difference is apparent |
| Copy my style so much they got me like 'where the fuck is their parents?' |
| Smoking so much that the public think it’s scary |
| But I don’t give a fuck, I’m rolling another one up |
| And giving middle fingers to you little fucks |
| Who get online and say I suck, long time you rolling papers and wearing chucks |
| And I ain’t even had my best year, ten cars, 20 millions, fuck I’mma do next |
| year? |