AsAP Rocky - ROBBERY (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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AsAP Rocky - ROBBERY (en) Lyrics
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Superstar, jazz man,
no guitar, rockstar
In charge, I'm the general,
my gunners pop off
Popcorns, y'all coons, all
y'all do is log on
New York, eat a glizzy, now
these niggas hot, dog
AK in the seat, always been a hot boy
Dolce on the briefs, always
been a top dog
Flacko Season, socks on, some
think I robbed them
Why last seven years, only
dropped like five songs?
Peace, love, bye, God, big bodyguards
Strong arm, buy guns, let
bygones be bygones
Can't do a fit check, you'd
get the price wrong
Snake printed leather, but you
picked a python (Shh, yeah)
Mm, come on, get on top of me, baby
You like the way I shop, well you
should sponsor me, baby, uh
I'm the Basquiat banjee, I
know you want my Bantu knots
in your 'Cedes, uh
Say that there, leave that there,
we both rock Flintstones,
they bound to stare
Them late nights, we ate angel hairs
They gon' hate where they
can't compete or compare
Sex on the beach, please don't
spill it on the mink, mwah
Address me as Chi-Chi, not Doechii
when I'm in the wild, mwah
Rubies on the brooch, vintage
leather Coach
You ain't invent this, ho, so
please don't approach, mwah
Watch my Black ass sit on
this suede seat, mwah
We takin' up space, these White
folks don't phase me, mwah
Let's propose a toast, looks
could kill the host
Princess cut diamonds on
me, so cutthroat, mwah
Come on, rock with me, babe
And take it all off, it's
a robbery, babe, uh
Yeah, get on top of me, babe
Open up your legs, save
a spot for me, babe
Make it hot for me, babe
Kissin' on you, girl, you
can swallow me, babe, uh
Got it out the mud, whipped
it out the bowl
Drop it on the scales to
sell it down the road
Went from printed tees to vintage tees
Now it's princess cuts
to kiss the queen
If I'm the king of fashion,
you the prince of thieves
So just bow your head
and kiss the ring
Put on all my chains, I'm Mr. T
And if you tattletale, I'm Pistol Pete
Boy, they slidin', they steppin',
won't miss the beat
Rob you to your face, thank you
and pinch your cheek, mwah
And I'm tired of you niggas,
honestly, nigga
I had to dust the crown on you
niggas, I frown on you niggas
I had to get from 'round of you niggas
I ain't bowin' down to not
nan' one of you niggas
Fashion killer, ain't
no gun on me, nigga
You ain't gotta be my blood to
be a son of me, nigga, what?
Real rap bitch, no prosthetics
I'm prophetic, nigga,
suckin' off my tits
Ahem, excuse me, ladies and gentlemen,
I don't mean to disturb
But this is a robbery, yes, you
heard right (Everybody on
the motherfuckin' floor)
Now I'ma need everybody on the left
to get undressed (Rrr), pause
(Get the fuck down, bitch)
Your phones, your credit
cards, keys to the cars
On my right, don't move, don't
make a sound, you'll be aight
(Don't move a muscle, nigga)
You can keep your pride in your life
Ayy, ayy, ayy, player, ayy, player,
let me see that ice (Hahahahahaha)
My number one option, for sure
You've been runnin' through my
mind like an obstacle course
Got my hands on your thighs
with my eyes on the door
Cupid shot through my heart,
then I dropped to the floor
Now you gettin' all this blood
all over Flacko décor
Know you love you a baddie
from a tropical shore
Put your bags in my trunk like
the top of the Porsche
Plus the Rolls open up like
them hospital doors, ah
Yeah, yeah, now come and rock with
me, babe (Rock with me, babe)
Take it all off 'cause it's a robbery,
babe (Robbery, babe)
Take it off, take it off and get on
top of me, babe (On top of me)
Open up your legs, save a spot for
me, babe (I'll open up my legs)
That's right, make it hot for me,
babe (Make it hot for me, babe)
Kissin' on you, girl, you
can swallow me, babe (You
can swallow me, babe)
I know that you a lady, would
you thot for me, babe? (Would
you thot for me, babe?)
I know that you a rider, would
you die for me, babe? Come on
Say that there, leave that there
We both rock Flintstones,
they bound to stare
We ate angel hairs
They gon' hate, but they can't
compete or compare
A$AP, Doechii
Too chic, ah
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