Testo I Admit - YoungBoy Never Broke Again feat. Nicki Minaj
Testo della canzone I Admit (YoungBoy Never Broke Again feat. Nicki Minaj), tratta dall'album Ma’ I Got A Family (A Gangsta Grillz Special Edition Hosted by DJ Drama)
(Yung Lan on the track) DJ Drama
Kentrell
Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty
YoungBoy, are you ready? (Gangsta Grillz)
Give no care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster (grr, grr, grr)
I flash out bad, I don't care who in here, now, girl, bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (ooh)
I admit you got that, "Ooh-ooh" (ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (you do, ooh)
Needed you from the start, but only if you knew
Gon' make sure you shine, sometime I lie
Babygirl, you know I'm slime
Prove to me that you're solid
You want my heart, girl, you got it (oh, na, na)
It never gon' matter what they challenge me
Wish you standin' on sidе of me
She know I'm gang-bangin' violent
And know I got plеnty bodies
Run to the stage, YoungBoy in the buildin'
Got the bag in, time to turn up this shit
Hit 'em both straight, I ain't got no limp
Stay intact, it don't matter how hard it get
I'ma buy both, ain't no hardest pick
Tryin' hard for the slump, I'm gon' need no attempt
Steady keepin' my head, I'm on top of the rim
I been breathin' and dyin', she want me to live, yeah
She know, put this money aside and put it on (whoa-oh)
I would hate to see you run, I want you here with me now
And never for the go
Give no care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster (grr, grr, grr)
I flash out bad, I don't care who in here, now, girl, bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (ooh)
I admit you got that, "Ooh-ooh" (ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (you do, ooh)
Needed you from the start, but only if you knew
Gon' make sure you shine, sometime I lie
Babygirl, you know I'm slime
I know you slime, I know you ain't lackin', you violent
Them niggas ran down on yo' homie, now you slidin'
If I don't pick up when you call, you gon' be wildin'
But, I just pray you make it home
Ayo, and we still on that get-back
Poppin' chains, don't give shit back
Backshots get that grip back
Go down, get yo' lick back
Real niggas don't play with a bad bitch, he ain't finna risk that
Soon as I give it to him, he finna get my name on his next tat'
Go against me, where your suicide letter?
Bitch wanna kill theyself, then I let her
Soon as he say it's go-time, I get her
Told that bitch, "Bow down," when I met her
You a amateur, ho, I'm in the league
Point guard, tongue out, oh, look at the speed
I don't lick the rims on shots, I all net her
Jumpshot wetter, NBA better (Gangsta Grillz)
NBA better, NBA better, NBA YoungBoy better (this is a public service announcement)
It ain't no question (do not be alarmed)
Ain't no discussion, yeah, they know YoungBoy better (yeah, they know YoungBoy)
Give no care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster (grr, grr, grr)
I flash out bad, I don't care who in here, now, girl, bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (ooh)
I admit you got that, "Ooh-ooh" (ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (you do, ooh)
Needed you from the start, but only if you knew
Gon' make sure you shine, sometime I lie
Babygirl, you know I'm slime
I know you slime, I know you mine
And everytime you with me, bitches be cryin'
I know you lyin', I let you slide
It's Queen Sleeze, in the 40 with me, that bitch'll die
Credits
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Milan Sunil Modi, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Samuel Thanni
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