Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say Hello to Adele, artist - Joyner Lucas.
Date of issue: 22.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Say Hello to Adele |
Now I be lying if I, I be |
I need mines, I need grind, ain’t no time for no bitch |
I’m surprised I’m alive, oh my god, take him up |
Make him fly, break him even |
They been sleeping, wake them up |
They got molly, they got bands, I got fans, I got ooh |
I got dro, I got grams, I got damn, I got blow, hoe |
I got what you need, homie don’t raise your voice at me my G |
I be, I be |
On stages, and ain’t there nowhere I got to go |
I ain’t got no fucking patience that’s one thing you got to know |
All these rappers in my way, they think they famous, I don’t know |
I swear it don’t get no better than this |
I told my bitch we better get rich |
Then flip these chips and get a new whip |
And twist my wrist in front of ya, none of ya |
Want to get pimped you son of a prick, let’s flip this win and then uh |
Jump in the air |
Yeah yeah whooh whooh |
I just want to let you know that I’m here |
I just want to sing a song and a prayer |
I should probably change my hoe to affair |
I could probably make your hoe disappear |
Different emotions you don’t know what to feel |
Always feel like my jeans burning |
No bail and I’m seen murdering |
New gold and your teeth hurt |
I’m still walking and my feet hurt |
Where’s Uber when you need one? |
Just tell me where you see one |
I’m driving bars on the wall |
Okay, where’s Luda when you need her? |
Listen, I’m my back to the wall |
If you ever get a minute tell them other little niggas I’ve been winning I’ve |
been doing it from hindsight |
Don’t you ever get a pen in on my level never said I’m not a rebel don’t you |
ever get on my mic |
And you ever been a kid and been a winner by the niggas and the pen I’ma end |
'em in the limelight rhyme-light |
I’m like, I’m like |
Swish swish whooh |
I’m like eh ya hoe, there I go |
I’ma kill the game this year |
Say I won’t, may I? |
Woo |
I don’t give a fuck about no haters or what I never did |
I got angels here and that’s evident |
I got halos all in my head I swear |
Y’all done lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Y’all done lost… Lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Ya… Y’all done lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Y’all done lost… Lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done, lost your motherfucking mind |
, Kawasaki, and the Yamaha |
My Mama, Auntie, told me if I ever started drama |
I can go to jail |
But fuck the cops |
And tell the judge to suck my cock and go to hell |
No filter, but I got real love |
Niggas ain’t real son, tryna get meals but |
Everyone’s still friends, she don’t got heels on |
But her ass still fat, bet if I hit that she gonna tear up |
Where are my real thugs, when they gonna hear us, when they gonna feel us? |
Everyone act cray |
Don’t know what make they way |
Poppa can’t crip stand |
They ball so hard since wristbands |
So my broads ain’t got no implants, these bras ain’t got no kickstands, |
and I know it though |
Hold up |
Fuck what you feel |
I remember when I had to scrape a little change just to go to the store for |
some milk |
I remember when my ex bitch didn’t come home, she was stroking the field |
I don’t think you really know how I feel |
I don’t think you niggas know how to chill, whooh |
Act like I won’t put my tongue in your bitch |
Bring her closer to me |
And then go to the beach, sit in the water |
Don’t act like you not an emotional creep |
I pull over the jeep (skrrt, skrrt) |
I just want to let you know that I’m here |
I just want to sing a song and a prayer |
I could probably make your hoe disappear |
I don’t think you niggas know how it feels |
Y’all done lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Y’all done lost… Lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Ya… Y’all done lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done… Y’all done lost… Lost your motherfucking mind, ooh |
Y’all done, lost your motherfucking mind |
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Written By: Joyner Lucas |
Release Date March 23, 2016 |
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Now I be lying if I told you I ain’t trying to get rich |
All these eyes on me, I see, that’s word to Pac and B.I.G. |
When I watch them hit the pavement I’ma feel like Holly Holms |
I just want to dig a hole in a cell |
I just want to say Hello to Adele |
I just want to make a toast to El Chapo |
My idol, I might dig a hole in a cell |
grills |
Then I’m back to the zone, I’m in a Twilight |
Got what you need, this that 24-hour spot |
This that Massachusetts |
I tell your bitch: ay baby |
I just want to sell salt to a snail |
I just want to sell a hoe to a queer |
I just want to go to Oprah and Phil |
Give them both a little coke and some pills |
So, the fuck is you thinking you older than me? |
You got some type of control over me? |
Just cause you got some shit you can hold over me, like you running this shit? |
I just want to make a toast to El Chapo |
My idol, I might dig a hole in a cell |
I just want to say Hello to Adele |