Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Finest Hour, artist - Jay Rock. Album song Follow Me Home, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Top Dawg Entertainment
Song language: English
Finest Hour |
And so I party like it’s 2012 |
Split the swisher open, put the green inside the L |
Cause any day I could take an L |
So my niggas gather around so they love the smell |
This that kush my nigga, don’t ever breathe, inhale |
Lets get high touch the heavens, cause we in this hell |
I’m thinkin' at times if I could take a shell |
Livin' for the moment right now, I don’t really care |
My bitch rockin' Chanel, she ghetto sidity |
Magnificent ass, incredible titties |
She like to pull on my zipper when I’m on the highway |
Doin' 85 and the '85 Sade |
In the background, got my hat down |
Feeling like a king, shout out to Sac Town |
You lookin' at a gangsta in his finest hour |
Till they lock me up or rain on me lead showers |
Even if I ain’t got a watch on my wrist |
I can still tell you what time it is |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Still hustlin' same clothes when the sun come up |
Been down so log the only way is up |
Cause I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Gangtsa in his finest hour |
(Boss) Fascinated with the gold Daytons |
(Ross) Fast paper was the motivation |
Jay got the esés, I know the Haitians |
When I’m in LA we meet at Crustaceans |
Butterfly all kilos |
Show me the money cause I gotta feed my ego |
Fuck a Bent coupe when all my niggas' rent due |
Put my life on it, I can show you how a brick move (Whip It) |
Baking soda make it moonwalk |
White glove money stuffed in my tube socks |
Top down thug life, 2Pac |
I’mma boss, I can get ya whole crew chopped |
Teflon Don on the rise |
You know after 4 or 5 lines it’s organized crime (Boss) |
Mo money, Mo power |
The world is yous, that’s until I get my lead shower |
Even if I ain’t got a watch on my wrist |
I can still tell you what time it is |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Still hustlin' same clothes when the sun come up |
Been down so log the only way is up |
Cause I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Gangtsa in his finest hour |
Overlookin' the skyline |
Got money, wish it could buy time |
Watch hustlas in they prime get confined to a 5×9, by a 5 star grind |
I’m talking big money, boats and fur coats |
Cars and gold ropes, scales and mo' dope |
My big homie loaf, had it by the loaf |
Got knocked, system tryna hang him by his throat |
Downfall is when you considered the top dog |
So my eyes open while I’m on top dog |
Let them pussy niggas hate, I’mma do me |
Fuck menage a trois, I’mma do 3 |
Roll up the doobie, let it burn slow |
Let ya hair back, sip on this Merlot |
You lookin' at a gangsta in his finest hour |
Till they lock me up or rain on me lead showers |
Even if I ain’t got a watch on my wrist |
I can still tell you what time it is |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Still hustlin' same clothes when the sun come up |
Been down so log the only way is up |
Cause I’m a gangsta in his finest hour |
Gangtsa in his finest hour |