Saturday, August 31, 2013

"Numb" Lyrics by August Alsina Ft. Iamsu! & Problem

August Alsina teams up with Iamsu! and Problem for his latest release "Numb". Track produced by DJ Mustard.

August Alsina Ft. Iamsu! & Problem - Numb Lyrics

(Verse)
Gold all on my neck
Bavy nape on my back
Even though I’m lookin from the front
I can still see that back
I got racks on racks,
No woman, IYC
I’m hifey like keep the sneak
Please don’t creep by me, don’t try me
I be on freak, geeked off that brain I receive
All this fly shit, I bought caine with receipts
This ain’t no game, don’t be playin with me
All these bad bitches be stayin with me
Beat the beat up like I’m Roy in that ring
Enough of me rappin, gon let that boy say

I had one, two, three too many
I’m fucked up, four chicks with me
I’m loud, took about 5 shots
6 bottles I just copped
Twisted, turnt up, 24/7, I smoke bad
Bitches I’m getting they know I
Hit em and quit em
And go past what they came here for

Baby can I see you make yo ass drop?
I’mma let the Rose bottles pop
I’mma sip this Roc, baby don’t stop
‘Cus yo body on fire, you too hot

(Pre-Hook)
I can’t feel my face
I’m so numb
I’m so wasted
So dumb
I’m shit faced it
Just in case I don’t make it

(Hook x2)
Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin
Take my trees, nigga I’m down
Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing
One of these chicks is taking me home

(Verse)
That little red bow said she’s taking me home
Tight ass red said she coming along
Love in the morning, someone fuckin me strong
I’mma beat er to sleep then I’m gone in the morning
Hold up! I tell a bitch roll up
Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn er
Turn down foot wet, need another drink
If we gonna pull up money and gold but

So you know I gotta throw up the faces
So that they know that I’m ready
To get em poppin and droppin the party never be stopping
‘Cus I be keepin in my cool, you know these bitches be choosin
‘Cus now they see that I’m winnin like I’m allergic to losing and I

(Pre-Hook)
I can’t feel my face
I’m so numb
I’m so wasted
So dumb
I’m shit faced it
Just in case I don’t make it

(Hook x2)
Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin
Take my trees, nigga I’m down
Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing
One of these chicks is taking me home

(Verse)
Ro-Rolex shinin – call it perfect timing
Many is fresh, my baby’s big timin
Like a giant clock, club taking big shots
Like a giant Glock, bitch got high then she made her booty drop
While I’m watchin like the cops
Do the niggas in the hood
Smell it fore I light it
So you know my weed good,
Fly like a pilot from the same time it should
Concealing big D, she gon take it like a crook
Just make one thing understood
You nothing without paper like books
Word to my nigga double A, everybody’s under may
Make bitches come, ada andale
When I’m digging in that skeezer, no soda – that squeezer
I’m cakin no pam, bros growin up with Caesar
Crazy ass peep make these bitches go beezer
All my niggas makin reserve, drop

(Pre-Hook)
I can’t feel my face
I’m so numb
I’m so wasted
So dumb
I’m shit faced it
Just in case I don’t make it

(Hook x2)
Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin
Take my trees, nigga I’m down
Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing
One of these chicks is taking me home

(Outro)
Nu ah ah ah ah ah umb
Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb
Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb
Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb
Drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb
Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb
Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb
Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb