Текст песни Naomi Campbell interlude - TB Nino

Wish I could go back to that first day I had met the plug

Tell him how grateful that I am for all that he has done

I hope my ma know she the illest even though her health legit

It's not because that she is sick but cause she raised a don

From fucking up playing wit these zips
And scraping up my thumbs

To running it up, pulling up whips
That came from different countries

I tell these women I'm a product of where I am from

But what the fuck that's posed to mean
When shawty say she love me?
(woah)
I hope these niggas know they ain't tough just cause they buy a gun

It's plenty of niggas buttoned up and they just bought a button

Chanel seem cheap as hell lil baby
If that can buy your love

Don't mind me girl I hate to sound like I'm just out here judging

I'm really trenchbaby on my soul I got it up from nothing

Told bro we can't fall out bout hos
That make us look like puppies

I'm letting him know
Like if she yours it ain't my fault if I pluck it

I'm tagging toes I'm getting em gone
That go in both discussions

Told my young keep a drum a like he in percussion

It's constant smoke up in my lungs white runts I'm puffing

I done put some hos on that road I'm getting my money

Babygirl the way you bump your toes I'm thinking I love you

Bad chocolate shit
I swear she look like Naomi Campbell

I just poured a four and called your phone
I hope you answer

She can't take no more she tryna block me for sanity

I just ran it up her homegirls love this shit they mad at me

Bad chocolate shit
She looking like Naomi Campbell

I just poured a four and called your phone
I hope you answer

She can't take no more she tryna block me for her sanity

I just ran it up
Her homegirls love this shit they mad at me

Rolling off these drugs
This monkey on my back attacking me

Fucked up bout this girl
But I know she won't give love back to me

Niggas put that act up like they tough
But they be wack to me

My slime a knock your head off of your neck
And bring it back to me

She just ran that trap just like a track
She bring it back to me

A magic trick is making stacks appear
And she is mad elite

I been living fast I need a ho that live as fast as me

Niggas dropping trash
But getting glad they drop as fast me

Bro a throw his mask on hop out and walk you happily

Baby keep your pants on cause I just want cerebral

Brother got to that lil ho first I knew she was a eater

Huh, I'm riding round the town with some thick shit
Like queen latifah

Niggas they be running from em I'm hanging with my demons

Besides all these drugs babygirl I think I need you

Running up these funds everyday I rock out like the Beatles

I can't talk it out with my opps
I'm letting that bitch sing when I see you
(...)
(On the dead homies bro)
(This bitch need to go get evaluated or some on the set blood)
(Do not fuck with this bitch whatsover on the dead homies bro)
(Stop sending me this bitch pro-)
(On the dead homies)
(I would want to marry me too though but never)
(On the dead homies bitch is not- cmon bro)