Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mr. AB-SOULutely , by - Ab-Soul. Song from the album Long Term 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.04.2015
Record label: AAA
Song language: English
Mr. AB-SOULutely |
| What’s poppin' nigga |
| Hey, hey, you goin' to that turnt-ass party or what? |
| Oh, absolutely! |
| I’m in the club with the squadron, mobbin' |
| VIP section, with VVS diamonds |
| Shinin' on a nigga like, «Whaaat?» |
| No jewelry I make a princess cut |
| Whenever I want I do whatever I want |
| I get whatever I want, I’m a spoiled bastard |
| Skinny nigga but a nigga’s pockets fatter |
| Step my game up to the top of the ladder |
| Put another ladder on top of the ladder |
| Now I’m so high that the sky don’t matter |
| I know no limits, I go the distance |
| Status quo ain’t co-existing |
| Soul brother like no brother |
| No chastity belt that means there’s no restrictions |
| I get up in it and get up out it |
| And get back in it, she screamin' and shoutin' |
| Like she caught the holy ghost, call me when she home alone |
| No I’m not Macaulay Culkin, but I’m pokin' |
| Hoes like I’m supposed to, give me a stamp |
| I’m finna go postal on this trip |
| If you feel the same way get your hands up like |
| 12 o’clock, cause it’ll never stop |
| Yeah and she glad she knew me |
| Can I get that baby? |
| «Absolutely» |
| She never tell me no, she say, «Absolutely» |
| How could she tell me no? |
| I’m Mr. AB-SOULutely |
| I’m Mr. AB-SOULutely, meet Mr. AB-SOULutely |
| Yeah, yeah absolutely, yeah, yeah absolutely |
| «Hey Mr. AB-SOULutely, hey Mr. AB-SOULutely |
| Hey Mr. AB-SOULutely, hey Mr. AB-SOULutely |
| Hey Mr. AB-SOULutely, hey Mr. AB-SOULutely» |
| Yeah, yeah absolutely, yeah, yeah absolutely |
| I’m in a Lambo now |
| Big chips like I’m finna gamble now |
| Paparazzi shootin' at me like ammo now |
| Never duck, never run, just pull a smile |
| Woo, woo, look at that nigga |
| He a multi-million dollar lookin' ass nigga |
| Hey and I’m sippin' my drank |
| She gon' give me that brain, nigga fuck what you think |
| I’mma tell you like a nigga told me |
| Chase that cream nigga chase that green |
| Don’t chase them hoes, play your role |
| Keep 'em in line waitin' to get yours |
| Give 'em some work, give 'em some shows |
| Let they boyfriend pay for they nails and toes |
| Yeah, yeah, absolutely |
| Black glasses Gucci and the bag is Louis |
| Full of bags of ooey, I am a d-boy |
| All that shit right there for me, boy |
| Ab-Soul, the asshole |
| The gas-stove, I’m on fire man |
| I’ve been advertised, but I’m flyer man |
| I gotta necklace on, but I’m off the chain |
| Yeah and she glad she knew me |
| Can I get that baby? |
| «Absolutely» |
| Lot of artists out here that’s just out here |
| Just to say they rappers, you know what I’m sayin' |
| See us, shake our hands at the video shoots and all of that |
| You know what I’m talkin' 'bout? |
| I ain’t gon' call on no names, but y’all know who y’all are |
| You know they can’t really rap, but they |
| They always got mixtapes comin' out |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| But like |