Nylon Songtext
von Akeem Ali
Nylon Songtext
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Rollin′
First off, shout-out to me
I'm everything that I sought out to be
The bitch was a bomb when I met her, but her shit together was something she got out of me
I be bossing them up
Put a whole aura on dental strings ′cause you flossing away
The price to be the boss was on clearance when I bought it, and really didn't cost me that much
So I copped that flow, still nasty I got that
I'll make them buy when I drop that
Niggas going by the designer to flex, but the way I′m designed is a flex, so I rock that
I ain′t capping about it
If a nigga try me, I'ma slap them about it
I don′t play tennis, so bitch, I'ma ball on the ′net until they make some racket about me
I'm rollin′
The way that I sprouted with this shit, they think I'm a Brussels
I'm from the sip, not a guzzle, so niggas is puzzled at how I′ve been piecing these thesis together and keeping it subtle
I come off the buckle with it like I′m Pootie Tang
Nigga, platinum plaques, I need a couple, 'cause this what they like
Mosquito bites on your bicep, this shit gon′ bump off the muscle
I'm out of control, and there ain′t no taming me, nigga
Believe I'm a dangerous nigga, they know that I′m hard
I just be a pyramid, dog, I'm a triangular, nigga
And I'm not at all happy with the shit that I′m witnessing with all the ball capping
You niggas is pint-sized, and they made me the leader, I didn′t even call captain
But I'm killing them all, yep, I let it all blast, and at the whole gang, spraying everything
Fuck it, everybody getting strays today
You niggas is dog catchers
To get where I′m at with this shit, and the level I'm on, you gon′ need a tall ladder
But with or without it, I'm a spill shit on you niggas, you bitch, I′m a gallbladder
I'm an army, and backup is something they know to bring
Ain't no nigga as cold as Keem
Bench pressing these niggas, and it got me getting buff, and now I think I′m a loaded spring
Doing deltoid exercises till I′m Young Dro, let me see if my shoulder lean
And you ain't gotta do gymnastics when you from where I′m from, niggas still gonna hold the beam
Goddamn it, I'm blazing
Back up and leave him alone
Don′t nobody see what he on?
Niggas ask me for a feature, and I take a dump on whatever they needing me on
Fuck is you saying?
Nigga, it don't get no nicer, I′m ready, it don't get no riper
I always want tequila shots, but I bought out the Tito's, cause bitch, you ain′t getting no Michael
Circle so small that I can′t put a needle through the motherfucker, nigga, it ain't getting no tighter
All of my team might as well have blonde hair and blue eyes, nigga, they ain′t getting no whiter
I walk around with my steez a gagillion watts, and goddamn it, I ain't getting no brighter
I look like the best choice that a bitch could′ve made, so believe she ain't getting no righter
Matter of fact, where your moves at?
Ah
Show me your moves
Your moves
Yeah, your moves
Your moves
Your moves, yeah, yeah
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Rollin′
First off, shout-out to me
I'm everything that I sought out to be
The bitch was a bomb when I met her, but her shit together was something she got out of me
I be bossing them up
Put a whole aura on dental strings ′cause you flossing away
The price to be the boss was on clearance when I bought it, and really didn't cost me that much
So I copped that flow, still nasty I got that
I'll make them buy when I drop that
Niggas going by the designer to flex, but the way I′m designed is a flex, so I rock that
I ain′t capping about it
If a nigga try me, I'ma slap them about it
I don′t play tennis, so bitch, I'ma ball on the ′net until they make some racket about me
I'm rollin′
The way that I sprouted with this shit, they think I'm a Brussels
I'm from the sip, not a guzzle, so niggas is puzzled at how I′ve been piecing these thesis together and keeping it subtle
I come off the buckle with it like I′m Pootie Tang
Nigga, platinum plaques, I need a couple, 'cause this what they like
Mosquito bites on your bicep, this shit gon′ bump off the muscle
I'm out of control, and there ain′t no taming me, nigga
Believe I'm a dangerous nigga, they know that I′m hard
I just be a pyramid, dog, I'm a triangular, nigga
And I'm not at all happy with the shit that I′m witnessing with all the ball capping
You niggas is pint-sized, and they made me the leader, I didn′t even call captain
But I'm killing them all, yep, I let it all blast, and at the whole gang, spraying everything
Fuck it, everybody getting strays today
You niggas is dog catchers
To get where I′m at with this shit, and the level I'm on, you gon′ need a tall ladder
But with or without it, I'm a spill shit on you niggas, you bitch, I′m a gallbladder
I'm an army, and backup is something they know to bring
Ain't no nigga as cold as Keem
Bench pressing these niggas, and it got me getting buff, and now I think I′m a loaded spring
Doing deltoid exercises till I′m Young Dro, let me see if my shoulder lean
And you ain't gotta do gymnastics when you from where I′m from, niggas still gonna hold the beam
Goddamn it, I'm blazing
Back up and leave him alone
Don′t nobody see what he on?
Niggas ask me for a feature, and I take a dump on whatever they needing me on
Fuck is you saying?
Nigga, it don't get no nicer, I′m ready, it don't get no riper
I always want tequila shots, but I bought out the Tito's, cause bitch, you ain′t getting no Michael
Circle so small that I can′t put a needle through the motherfucker, nigga, it ain't getting no tighter
All of my team might as well have blonde hair and blue eyes, nigga, they ain′t getting no whiter
I walk around with my steez a gagillion watts, and goddamn it, I ain't getting no brighter
I look like the best choice that a bitch could′ve made, so believe she ain't getting no righter
Matter of fact, where your moves at?
Ah
Show me your moves
Your moves
Yeah, your moves
Your moves
Your moves, yeah, yeah
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Where are your moves?
Show me your moves
Writer(s): Akeem Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

