Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Consider This, artist - Kelis. Album song God's Favorite, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Consider This |
Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low |
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Magic Show |
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes |
Get me at the airport, I’m at the MGM |
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags |
Drinkin Brandy straight, out a tall ass glass |
They call em Maurice’s, I’m wit E-40 |
Mack-10 yo and that nigga W. C |
Yo in the lobby of the hotel, it’s off the hook |
They got no more rooms cause the shit all booked |
But last night I’m wit Wesley Snipes |
Gettin drunk in Cheetah’s just feelin aiight |
I had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flight |
Told Wes, «peace» gave a pound to him and his peeps |
I had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eat |
Ay yo, I’m bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat |
It Go… |
Cocaine business controls America |
Illegal business causin hysteria (4x) |
On my way to the airport, the limo drive |
And then this cat pulled up in a pure white five |
He said he hate me and he wished that I’d die |
I rolled the window down and I said what’s up |
I said fuck you, then I rolled the shit back up |
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough |
And then the driver said to me, yo they followin us |
Now I’m a little scared |
But I’m still prepared |
I’m like one deep wit one gat, nigga I’m here |
Then I thought to my self, yo I’m near LaGuardia |
Let me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it up |
Have my niggas on the block playin the cut |
Call em up, when you see the white five fire it up |
At this point I’m poppin shit, knowin I got it |
«Come On Motherfucker!!!», out the sunroof I yelled |
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don’t bail |
It go… |
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh |
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh |
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh |
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh |
My niggas was on the block like I planned |
They hit the passenger side up and killed his man |
I hopped out the limo and just spinned around |
Hit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clown |
I said chill, he say he wanna see me die |
So let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-bye |
Adios! |
Now I just gotta be ghost |
I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just hand em the toast |
The limo driver got scared and tried to bounce on me |
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me |
Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me |
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast |
I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave |
And yo motherfucker that’s what I did |
Ay yo, I still hit the airport and caught the flight kid |
To all the haters, it don’t even matter cause we still got doe |