"NOBU" lyrics
(feat. Kill Jasper)
Took her to Bossa Nova and she fucked me like we just left Nobu (Let's roll)
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
Asked her if she fuckin', said "Of course"
Run and get my hoes like I'm standing on the court
She gon' give it up like the boy just made the forces
Talkin' on these beats when you never had to force it
Passin' out the freaks to my bro like some torches
Too many women had to call for reinforcements
She gave me the eyes told 'em meet her outside
And she spilled red wine on my new Air Forces
Ooh
B-b-bag a bitch like we at Whole Foods
Told you I ran up a honey bun, punchin' in the Pro Tools
She know imma beat it up soon as I'm told to
Soon as I nut, man the bitch is old news
Can't be fooled
That bitch you call "Wifey" yeah, me and bro do
Every other night she be asking for the moves
If you ain't hit it right then the bitch tryna choose
Save a treat, something I could never do
Fucked her on the only fans, yeah, we split the revenue
Baby, listen to the shit that I've been telling you
Before you go and say about the women we've been running through
Took her to Bossa Nova and she fucked me like we just left Nobu (Let's roll)
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
See your man at crib he'll be okay
Lookin' right but she came to do the wrong things
This is forty two but she be used to Jose
Signing to DA's cause there's things that you don't say
When you party at the crib with a legend
When I fuck she got her eyes on my bezel
This ain't Jubilee, a coast side dwelling
She said she fucked whats-his-name but I know that I'm better
I spent his whole advance on a last minute section
She a treat so I fuck with protection
Yeah I only do the vintage mode we don't do the textin'
She wanna bring a friend but I'm way too selective
I seen that bitch sittin' on courtside
She fucking with a nigga that was way to invested
I'm looking at this shit like, "Oh god"
She think she'll get a diamond but she way to hectic
Took her to Bossa Nova and she fucked me like we just left Nobu (Let's roll)
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
Asked her if she fuckin', said "Of course"
Run and get my hoes like I'm standing on the court
She gon' give it up like the boy just made the forces
Talkin' on these beats when you never had to force it
Passin' out the freaks to my bro like some torches
Too many women had to call for reinforcements
She gave me the eyes told 'em meet her outside
And she spilled red wine on my new Air Forces
Ooh
B-b-bag a bitch like we at Whole Foods
Told you I ran up a honey bun, punchin' in the Pro Tools
She know imma beat it up soon as I'm told to
Soon as I nut, man the bitch is old news
Can't be fooled
That bitch you call "Wifey" yeah, me and bro do
Every other night she be asking for the moves
If you ain't hit it right then the bitch tryna choose
Save a treat, something I could never do
Fucked her on the only fans, yeah, we split the revenue
Baby, listen to the shit that I've been telling you
Before you go and say about the women we've been running through
Took her to Bossa Nova and she fucked me like we just left Nobu (Let's roll)
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
See your man at crib he'll be okay
Lookin' right but she came to do the wrong things
This is forty two but she be used to Jose
Signing to DA's cause there's things that you don't say
When you party at the crib with a legend
When I fuck she got her eyes on my bezel
This ain't Jubilee, a coast side dwelling
She said she fucked whats-his-name but I know that I'm better
I spent his whole advance on a last minute section
She a treat so I fuck with protection
Yeah I only do the vintage mode we don't do the textin'
She wanna bring a friend but I'm way too selective
I seen that bitch sittin' on courtside
She fucking with a nigga that was way to invested
I'm looking at this shit like, "Oh god"
She think she'll get a diamond but she way to hectic
Took her to Bossa Nova and she fucked me like we just left Nobu (Let's roll)
Crib in the Hills, I could show you (I could show you)
Paid in advance off a Pro Tools (Pro Tools)
Closet a fashion week showroom (Woo)
Slick, gave love to the whole crew (To the whole crew)
Niggas gon' love what the hoes do (What the hoes do)
I'd like three sons, I need both you (Both you)
Slide to the, uh, ay
