Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sleazy, artist - Young Jeezy. Album song Camaro Music, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2013
Record label: Harlem king entertainment
Song language: English
Sleazy |
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz |
Or your bouji friends |
I don’t need love looking like diamonds |
Looking like diamonds |
Okay I’m young and I’m tatted |
I get them bucks like an addict |
In this Christian Dior, I spend so much on my fabric |
I got a wifey at home and what she wants she can have it |
And she in love with my stick, she say I work it like magic |
Okay no need to panic, I’m on a beach where the sand is |
Somewhere smokin' on medication, no I won’t need a bandage |
Some would look at my age and try to say I’m young and I’m handsome |
I say I’m filthy fucking rich, so I’m an old dirty bastard |
And my cribs a disaster and my kush is the master |
I was in my yellow car but my Ferrari go faster |
Sounding like a band in it and my diamonds the dancers |
On the remix with Kesha, bout to go see the cashier |
On the grind so now my watch has got a lot of diamonds in it |
I look down and see a hundred thou' and think its time to get it |
Brought a lot of marijauna and I’m here to share it |
No it’s not a problem, better get it, then I won’t be here tomorrow momma |
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz |
Or your bouji friends |
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds |
Looking like diamonds |
We start out so cute in our baby pictures |
That momma shot for our daddy so that HE wouldn’t forget you |
He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember |
If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him |
God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him |
He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him |
I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated |
Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated |
I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated |
I was gon' save it for later but later look like maybe |
This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes |
Would be all new and through through, but its the 1980s |
But now that we are cool cool, she sippin' Irish Baileys |
She say «Stacks, you’re true blue?» |
I said «Nah, I’m Navy» |
I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her |
She call me Andre 6000 because I’m good to her |
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz |
Or your bouji friends |
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds |
Looking like diamonds |
Hey Kesha what up boo its me |
Do you know what to do wit me? |
Bad bitches, I got two of me |
Well you better make it two or three |
Bad bitches know me so don’t bother introducing me |
They want me more than diamonds |
Wipe me down bitch, I’m super clean |
I’m hella cold, mega paid, making moves doing things |
Bitches stay queued and they all wanna do the king |
I’m ballin', royalty, knew it when I seen her |
I was gonna take her, make her my new royal penis cleaner |
My demeanor something special and this dick is so impressive |
Bitch I bet you take it off and take it with you if I let you |
I ain’t trippin', I’m just here, couldn’t catch you when I catch you |
Bitch my swagger super natural |
Get you pregnant looking at you |
I ain’t nothing like them other dudes |
I’m an atom bomb, they a molecule |
Still paint ballin' out the frame, stuntin' like a fool |
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz |
Or your bouji friends |
I don’t need love looking like diamonds |
Looking like diamonds |
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum |
The beat’s so fat gonna make me come |
Um, um, um, over to your place! |
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum |
The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come |
Um, um, um, over to your place! |
We be on that shit that no one be on |
Thats what we one, smoke that neon |
Kings of Leon, Dynamite Napoleon |
Got some skinny’s and a tee on |
And some vans and my mans got the ratchet |
While I’m laying in some pussy you be laying in a casket |
And I’m just saying, I’m just spazzing |
Im just smashing, Im just nasty |
If you 'bout it, bust it open |
Oh you fancy man, I got so many flows like mansion |
Catch a tantrum, know a girl called Cleopatra |
She a throw that pussy at ya |
I’m financially straight like a lion |
I ain’t lying |
And all my hoes on they toes |
Ballerina, Black Swan |
Man we on Ciroc, Grey Goose |
It’s Weezy baby, sleazy baby |
Young Mula baby! |
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz |
Or your bouji friends |
I don’t need love looking like diamonds |
Looking like diamonds |