Songtexte Bamba!! - Nick Satchel

Yeah
Fly just like bee's knees
Hahaha
Yeah

Look
I'm fly just like bee's knees
And I mean literally
They hating on me like a Kennedy
They wanna see the end of me
There ain't too many that can rock this skill
Now tell them boys to chill
Playing with fire
The shit gets real
And we all cavemen, still
Jesus, please come take the wheel
AAU, at Adamsville
Lil bro played Vikings, at Sandtown
Grew up, and we both in the field
Bless this city and all their ills
(Yeah)
I got more life to live like Drake
And right now, I got views
Of my house sitting on top off a lake and
Seeing my name on Goodyear blimp
Like Nick, "This World is Yours"
What's mine is mine
Don't think it's sweet, my brother
My head, sees war (Haha)
Hold up
And I ain't talking bout no candy
Bruh had a pallet he made on the floor
I was on the couch
We was still doing ins and outs
Like Shh
Don't slam that door
(Shh)
Folks call me a "Big man"
But I'm still the same kid that I was before
And it's just now
We don't play with BeyBlades
If we spin
Someone's hitting the floor

I don't want to talk to you about my past
I just want you to dance. (That's it now)
I don't want to tell you about where I come from
I just want you to dance (Whoo)
We ain't gotta worry bout nothing outside just
Yeah
We ain't gotta worry bout the bullets outside, just hold my hand
(Yeah, yeah)
I don't want to tell to you about my past
I just want you to dance
(You don't even gotta listen to me baby)
(You don't even gotta worry)
Yeah
(Just groove)
Take your cool off for me
(Bamba!!)
(This shit hard)
Look
North Face, fleece
Shit bright orange like Frank,
tryna conceal my peace
Uh
Black cracked Jordan 3s
Walking, tryna think
So much on my mind
Sometimes I get high, my love
And I still can't sleep
Some things watching me
It's either God or a new AP
I might get black diamonds like Wakanda
Pray that Chadwicks' proud of me
I give all I can in this life
Shit, really my nigga
That's all you need
I seen both sides like Frank, and if I'm being frank
Nigga they can't fuck with me
Surprisingly, I'm light
God just made me as black as the night can be (Aye)
That mouth shawty got on her, is top tier
She got the master key (Aye)
She lied to me
Said she don't do this shit often
She did it masterfully
Kids these days
Grew up these ways
Ain't nothing the same as before
Can't say fuck these whores
I thought God I should love thy neighbor (Shit)
She bad as hell
I might run into problems later
I'll use that favor
I want the drop
She want some Louis gators
We can talk about that later
East Atlanta
Learning bout Martin Luther King
Hearing shots ringing up the street (Grrrtt)
Playing my beats
Watching the crack head
Walking the street for something to eat
Say what's up to lil bruh by the Valero
Still tryna slang his weed
Love thy neighbor
I keep one inside the chamber
Reflect, like Demarco's beats
Peace

(I don't want to tell you about where I come from
I just want you to dance)
Hhhmmm
Hold my hand
Yeah
I just want you to dance

Hold up
I don't want to talk to you about my past
I just want you to dance
I don't want to tell you about where I come from
I just want you to dance
(Are you having fun so far?)
BAMBA
Hahaha
(Cool alright, now)
(How many of you)
(Have already taken drugs?) BAMBA!!
Yeah

(Cool that's great, ok)
(You're really gonna enjoy this next bit)
(Ok)