Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashanti, artist - Fabolous. Album song Summertime Shootout, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2017
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
Ashanti |
You say I’m bein' foolish |
So I’m a show you what the truth is |
It’s only you, it’s only you |
It’s only you |
I’m not always there when you call |
But I’m always on time |
Gave you my all |
I’m not always there when you call |
But I’m always on time |
Gave you my all |
Ooh, baby |
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby |
Ooh, baby |
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby |
Ooh, baby |
You need to get with this |
Came in the game flippin' bigs like Ashanti |
My new ish is foolish like Ashanti |
You miss me? |
Ahh baby like Ashanti |
I told shorty, «You know the rule like Ashanti» |
I’m chasin' paper, sweatin' out my Saint Laurent tee |
It’s all about my paper, even rappin' 'round the fonty |
By '04, I had the coupe Bentley Conti' |
Shit I don’t know if it’s Givenchy or Givanchy |
Fuck how I pronounce it, just know that I counts it |
Didn’t care if I was there, now they gon' announce it |
This is me reflectin' on my niche before I found it |
Like Escobar, thinkin' back to when he used to ounce it |
Wonder if it’s easier to be a kingpin |
Than it was makin' peasants respect a king pen |
Tablesole of niggas who bring them things in |
Club full of girls, guess I still bring them things in |
That’s what me hostin' do |
To hustlers who flip hustles, that’s what we toastin' to |
This the flow that got my baby mama ghostin' through |
You niggas far from the niggas that I’m closest to |
Y’all too emotional, sensitive ass niggas |
You might but you might not, tentative ass niggas |
I said it then I meant it, definitive ass nigga |
This ain’t your house, you old rent-to-live ass nigga |
You should just do R&B like Ashanti |
Shorty got me mesmerized like Ashanti |
Chinky eyes, thick thighs like Ashanti |
'Bout to let mami manage this like Ashanti |
Killin' hoes, killin' foes and killin' flows |
Black jeans, black hoodie, these are killer clothes |
Damn, maybe I shoulda signed with Murder Inc |
But my units full of Gs, I don’t know what Irv would think |
I don’t give a fuck what you niggas heard or think |
Give a fuck 'bout your feelings 'til I die, word to Chinx |
All my days I’ve gone without you |
It’s so perfect when I’m with you |
I know your heart can’t take no more |
I keep on comin' back to you |
Comin' back to you |
Comin' back to you |
Comin' back to you |
Yo, hurry up! |
It’s about to start |
Oh you like Power? |
Yeah turn this up, this my show |
So what if like I wanted to pull a ghost and like get out the game and do |
somethin' else like you know what I’m sayin'? |
Put my money somewhere, you know, |
fall back on. |
You know what I mean? |
Hustlin' and gettin' to it, |
just really just do somethin' else |
But what else are you like gonna do? |
Like you know the ins and outs of this, |
like… |
I know, but like, just, you know what I’m sayin'? |
Do somethin' else, |
it’s many hustles out here, it’s many ways, you know what I’m sayin'? |
But if you got the money, power and respect, how you walk away from that? |