Testo Sam Cook - Illa J
Testo della canzone Sam Cook (Illa J), tratta dall'album HOME
Yeah, check this shit out right here, yo
(On the elevator)
Lookin' for the right situation
Occupation, sick of wastin'
So much time, no more waitin'
Losin' patience (On the elevator)
Tryna raise up my vibration
With the most I have in a conversation
Workin' on a plan to get this paper
Now I'm faded (High off these vapors)
Get these fuckin' bills paid
Sam Cooke it 'til the meal's made
I wasn't sleepin' and I still ain't
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Lookin' for the right type of deal
That's really true (True)
To my interview (You)
Not the kind where you ask me questions
But I'm askin' you (You)
Just to speak the truth (Truth)
Get these fuckin' bills paid
Sam Cooke it 'til the meal's made
I wasn't sleepin' and I still ain't
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Catch me creepin' in my spaceship
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout my body
Yeah, I'm talkin' metaphysics
Yeah, I'm one of them space pimps
Pimpin' flows, that's my hobby
Gettin' dough, that's my hobby
Been a hustler since '86
Since I came on my mama body
Been tryna win this fuckin' lottery
And win the sweepstakes, grip
'Til I wake up in a Bugatti
And two Range Rovers behind me like
Get these fuckin' bills paid
Sam Cooke it 'til the meal's made
I wasn't sleepin' and I still ain't
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
Get these fuckin' bills paid
Sam Cooke it 'til the meal's made
I wasn't sleepin' and I still ain't
Catch me creepin' when it's real late
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Writer(s): John Yancey, Gabriel Edelmann
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