Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song respect, artist - Zubi. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
respect |
| First off, I’m a black man king, get up |
| Made a bad man sing along |
| Second, African dem queens, dey got |
| Big booty and big melons |
| The third is for all the hustlers |
| Make money on the regular |
| And the fourth is for all the foreigners |
| Flew in with more figures |
| Hands up to the man with more class |
| And the lady with more cash |
| Shake your head if your bank is all that |
| I mean, your card is all black |
| Crip walk if you’re wearing that loafers |
| Do a step if it’s more than |
| Respect to the fine and older |
| Like wine you’re stronger |
| Crip walk if you’re wearing that loafers |
| Do a step if it’s more than |
| Respect to the fine and older |
| Like wine you’re stronger |
| Number five for the fighting soldiers |
| They be standing up sober |
| Six is for the working fathers |
| The mums and providers |
| Lucky seven for the lucky strippers |
| Racing convertibles to villas |
| This is for the men with eight figures |
| Enemies won’t see us |
| Set up, if they catch you, it’s all over |
| You see, police no be soldier |
| Flex up if your watch is golden |
| And your man is holding |
| Crip walk if you’re wearing that loafers |
| Do a step if it’s more than |
| Respect to the fine and older |
| Like wine you’re stronger |
| Crip walk if you’re wearing that loafers |
| Do a step if it’s more than |
| Respect to the fine and older |
| Like wine you’re stronger |
| You see the way that I’m pushing is all about timing |
| Can’t love me in public, don’t love me in private |
| I peeped a lot of man hating, but most of them are pricks still |
| I can’t even blame them, I done a lot of shit still |
| They know me from prior, the coldest attire |
| But ain’t your mother tell you there’s no smoke without fire? |
| See, everybody shocked when they provoke a live wire |
| Try awake a humble beast, you better hope that man tire |
| Leaking on me, leaving on me |
| Single man, nah, ain’t nobody cheating on me |
| Slap a nigga till he woke, but he’s sleeping on me |
| All they do is hit, I’m talking 'bout these pieces on me |
| Yeah, a lot of things change, and I don’t even talk up |
| Big dick energy make five-nine look taller |
| I jumped on my A-game, now niggas all torn up |
| My next single mad, I’m tryna put 'em through trauma |
| TBH, it’s bigger than the one former |
| Closer to popping off and you can tell I’m getting warmer |
| Ha, never tell 'em I didn’t warn ya |
| Learn the city, you can tell something’s in the water |
| Remember all the things I had to do for the gang |
| Remember all the things I had to do for these bands |
| None of this was planned, somehow it’s going to plan |
| Doing up hustle like it’s nothing to man |