Album Name

LONG.LIVE.A$AP (Deluxe Explicit Ver.)

Artist

A$AP Rocky

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.01.17

Release Agency

Sony Music

Goldie - A$AP Rocky
I said it must be cause a nigga
got dough
Extraordinary swag and a mouth
full of gold
Hoes at my shows they be
strippin' off they clothes
And them college girls write a
nigga name on they toes
Niggas talk shit 'til they get
lockjaw
Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get
glockjaw
Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy
'til shit pop off
Let's take it to the bases you
in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison rocked
Margielas with no laces
Cristal go by the cases wait
hold up that was racist
I would prefer the Aces ain't
no different when you taste it
A 40 ounce to chase it that's
just a understatement
I'm early to the party but my
'Rari is the latest
Somehow it seems girls in they
late teens
Remind me your favorite jeans
cause they naked cause you famous
Life's a mothafucka ain't it
These other rappers anus
So tell me what your name is
I'mma tell it to my stainless
You aim it 'fore you bang it let
that banger leave you brainless
It's just me myself and I and
mothafuckas that I came with
Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate
on me
Until I tell 'em to they face
they ain't no G
Low key niggas mad cause I'm
smooth puffin' Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff
bitchin' with your bitch ass
I said it must be cause a nigga
got dough
Extraordinary swag and a mouth
full of gold
Hoes at my shows they be
strippin' off they clothes
And them college girls write a
nigga name on they toes
Niggas talk shit 'til they get
lockjaw
Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get
glockjaw
Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy
'til shit pop off
Yes I'm the shit tell me do it
stink
It feel good wakin' up some
money in the bank
Three model bitches cocaine on
the sink
And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it I
might roll up in a tank
Cause my chain came from Cuba
got a lock up on the link
And them red bottom loafers just
to compliment the mink
Eyes chink rollin' up that
dank blowin' on that stank
What you mean Tell me what you
drink I'm on that kissin' pink
You could call me Billy Gates
got a crib in every state
Man on the moon got a condo out
in space
Open up your legs tell me how
it taste
And them niggas talkin' shit so
tell 'em Tell it to my face
Tell that bitch hop up on my
dick rolled up on her quick
In a six told her suck a dick
motorboat her tits
I'm the shit niggas mad cause
I'm smooth puffin' Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff
bitchin' with your bitch ass
I said it must be cause a nigga
got dough
Extraordinary swag and a mouth
full of gold
Hoes at my shows they be
strippin' off they clothes
And them college girls write a
nigga name on they toes
Niggas talk shit 'til they get
lockjaw
Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get
glockjaw
Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy
'til shit pop off