Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Numb , by - August Alsina. Song from the album Testimony, in the genre R&BRelease date: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Numb |
| She was already on deck 'fore I ever met her |
| Young Bob in the building looking like Hugh Hefner on the surface |
| Man I swear somebody better tell her |
| I don’t care what’s on your mind I just want your cerebellum |
| Yea but my team stay down through the stormy weather |
| Back when we was hustling and nobody would help us |
| Now we poppin bottles man, now we top shelfers |
| We just knew that we would make it man, nobody could tell us nothing better |
| Nothing a fortune teller couldn’t tell us |
| As a youngin I never really cared for Christmas carols |
| Now when you see my apparel I got several different leathers |
| Look at my wrist, bitch, it’s levels to these bezels |
| This whip is mine but I drive it like I stole it |
| Flying down the interstate, lighting up a stougin' |
| Hustle Gang on that mob shit, bring me my canoles |
| Beating up the box, call me Oscar De La Hoya |
| I had one, two, three too many |
| I’m fucked up, four chicks with me |
| I’m loud, took about five shots |
| Six bottles I just copped |
| Twisted, turnt up, 24/7 |
| That’s more bad bitches I’m getting |
| They know I hit 'em and quit 'em |
| And go past what they came here for |
| Baby can I see you make yo ass drop? |
| I’m a let the Rose bottles pop |
| I’m a sip this 'Roc, baby don’t stop |
| Cause yo body on fire, you too hot |
| I can’t feel my face |
| I’m so numb |
| I’m so wasted |
| So dumb |
| I’m shit faced-ed |
| Just in case I don’t make it |
| Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin' |
| Take my trees, nigga I’m gone |
| Take my keys, nigga it’s nothin' |
| One of these chicks is taking me home |
| That little red bone said she’s taking me home |
| Fine ass friend said she coming along |
| Love in the morning, so I’m fuckin' em strong |
| I’m a beat em to sleep then I’m gone in the morning |
| Hold up! |
| I tell a bitch roll up |
| Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn up |
| Turn down for what, need another drink |
| Baby go and pour up, money hungover |
| So you know I gotta throw up the 'fetti |
| So that they know that I’m ready |
| To get em poppin' and droppin' the party never be stoppin' |
| Cause I be keepin' 'em rockin', you all these bitches be choosin' |
| Cause now they see that I’m winning like I’m allergic to losing and I… |
| Gettin' high off the money, nigga yeah I made it |
| Just count a mill, nigga now I’m faded |
| You know I’m unstoppable, I feel like Vegas |
| Shout out to the hood — 'cause that’s who raised me |
| Hunnid bands in my pocket boy, that’s that kush |
| And shawty wanna fuck she gave me that look |
| Hustler of the year know every rule in the book |
| Pull up in the 'Rari, boy that’s all it took |
| That’s a white out, it’s a night out |
| Putting money on the bar there just to bring the light out |
| I just wanna see your fire-works |
| Fifty bottles, that’s slight work |
| I’m in the club, turn up |
| Nu ah ah ah ah ah umb |
| Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah umb |
| Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah umb |
| Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah umb |
| Drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah umb |
| Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah umb |
| Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah umb |
| Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah umb |