Текст песни Amerie - Z-Wells

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, watch

Give it all I got
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I turn it up a notch
And put pressure on the block
Stop, watch

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, watch

Give it all I got
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I turn it up a notch
And put pressure on the block
Stop, watch

Born in the bayou and classic
Feeling straight nasty
I'm hot
On fire, lit and didn't forget to ash me
High but high class nann human can embarrass me
Had four girls up in the room so I made love to a tarantula
Delivering five star dishes didn't even jam it
Told you we should cook up I always cook up when it's random
Only have true supporters
I don't believe in fandom
I don't believe you niggas at all and don't believe your mans and them
I plan to be philanthropist
Every option I been weighing it, uh
Aggravate haters like A. and a M.
Believe in higher powers above the brim
Ambitious and buck, I be all of them
The feelings are tucked lets be about business
Witness, southern realest really heavy like a thick chick
Happy like a infant, uh
Why you hide you inside?
(Why?)
Don't be afraid to die
You're not GOD
As long you got GOD tell pressure bye bye
(Bye)
Hysterical laughs at those questioning I
The jokes are funny but don't measure my size
Z-Akiva, yeah I been a Hot Rod
Bossed on up no teacup, figure out how

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I put pressure on the block
Pressure on the block
Stop, watch

Give it all I got
Pressure on the block
Stop, drop

I turn it up a notch
And put pressure on the block
Stop, watch

Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah
Oooh ah, Ooh ah

Don Dada of the clique
Rising up real quick
Y'all know I work too hard on this and I deserve a hit
When it comes to this rap shit I put a ring around my chick finger
The mission was to hit, now monogamous as it gets
My old girl would have left for a Rocket or a Knick
I was too busy hip hopping I done hopped into abyss
(Oops)
In the cut smoking my J lowkey the clock is on the six
Ride with the Print don't die on the trip
Be very afraid, you signed up for this
You're car pooling with the Harvard student of this stupid
Study for an hour now I'm cooling
I got opportunities for opportunist
Got a stepmother she from Opelousas
When they see a nigga never try to prove it
You get stepped on being violent to me
Voluntarily I'm blessing beats you better bark back with a hallelujah Im'a lose ya
Could try to follow but I'm finna drive blowed
Need me a boo like Apollo with a pie hole that's wide open and her eyes closed
And she ride slow
Feel I deserve a lot
Same time I can't feel my face
My adrenaline's rushing from all that Cleveland Bounce bass
Drop that seasoning on you so you see how that south taste
I'm a introvert baby I don't even much even be out late
Huh
This the intro to greatness I see you waiting
Had enough of mistaking I'ma renovate and prove patience
Huh