Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amazin', artist - Young Jeezy. Album song Go Crazy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: FP
Song language: English
Amazin' |
Yeah |
Can you please mothafuckin’rise |
For the national mothafuckin’trap star anthem |
Let’s go Cause bitch I’m amazing', look what I’m blazin' |
Eyes so low, yea I look like an Asian |
Forever clubbin', forever thuggin' |
Haters run they mouth, they ain’t talkin’bout nothin' |
Cause Bitch I’m amazin' |
Closed door armour, lookin’like it’s miller times |
Sixty Seven diamond chain, who he think he Busta Rhymes |
Bitch I bust a lot of rhymes, could of done a lot of time |
And I ain’t never snorted shit, put it all up on the line |
Got a lot up on my mind, got a lot up on my plate |
Got to feed my hood, So I’m up and down the interstate |
The streets need a nigga, so I’m in and out that vocal booth |
Hoes love a nigga, cause I’m in and out they yellow coupe |
But nuttin but banana split, say that I’m her favourite |
If you can take a lot of dick, I can talk a lot of shit |
Go on baby swag it up, show them haters who your with |
Bring you want that gangsta shit, who you niggas fuckin’with |
Cause Bitch I’m amazin' |
First I sold two mill, then I sold another one |
Told them if you pay for three, that I will front another one |
Told them if they give me this, then I’ll record another one |
But if you can not give me that, ain’t no sense in callin’back |
Fuck you think they sell me for, fuck you think they find me at Damn right American, I’m gonna need a bigger hat |
Close your eyes imagine this, gonna need a bigger safe |
I got bills up in that bitch, that bitch stacked up since 98 |
Let 'em talk, let 'em hate, watch them lick the navigate |
If you touch 'em, wipe 'em off |
Bring a brush, then take em off |
I can make an avalanche and I ain’t talkin Chevy trucks |
Call me Georgia lottery cause I’ll be talkin mega bucks |
Cause Bitch I’m amazin' |
Must of spent ten grand to make they coupe stand taller |
First round draft pick, yea I’m mother fuckin balla |
Just right your number down, baby girl I might call ya If she give it to me now, she won’t live to see tomorrow |
And if she playin’with it, she won’t make it thru the night |
Before the song with kanye, I had my money right |
Used to call me vice grips, yea I get my money tight |
Now it’s time to re up, then I make my money white |
You can catch me at my jewel, yea I like my money bright |
You can find me at the lot, yea I like my money fast |
Two hundred on the gas, two hundred on the dash |
Yea I’m spendin’all money, now I’m livin’in the past |