Big K.R.I.T. все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

[Intro]
We make it cool to be southern

[Verse 1]
Okay I'm straight up off my grandmama porch
Hollywood now, I took the southernized approach
Collard green pockets but I southern fried the flow
Candied yam drop with some cornbread to throw

Olds school flow,
yo, yo, yo, yo
They used to say
They used to say
This rap shit
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)

[Intro:]
You know God made black beautiful. God made Boobie beautiful. Black and Strong, and when Boobie knocks some fools out, Boobie gonna knock 'em out with black Nikes on his feet. Ain't that right? And I'm a smile when I do. Yeah, yeah, I'm distinguished now. Hey Boobie? What? You didn't lift. Come on Man this is god given, only thing I gotta do is just show up.

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, yeah, Superhero in the flesh
Even at my worst I'm the best
For the finish I stretch.
When they advanced me this check

[Verse 1]
Just the other day when I was out at the store
Saw a preacher hella creepin', trying to bang on a ho
That same motherfucker used to bang on my door
Hollering 'bout donations for cause cuz collections is low
Damn shame, but I got change, so I give to the plate
He know I know he buying pussy, he don't lie to my face
Said that I should cut my grass cuz I'm surrounded by snakes

[Hook: BB King]
Guess I was on the road
Didn't know which way to go
I think I hear a praying man coming
A praying man coming
Sometimes I couldn't read the signs
My people done left me behind
I think I hear a praying man coming

[Intro]
Remember a child's places what I often heard while asking
About the things no adolescent could imagine
Trying on the pants of a man I had not yet become
Hands too small to button the buttons my father often fastened
While speaking on his dreams and ambitions although I could never understand
There was comfort that I listened, with mention to be better than him

Put it on me
I can show you better than I tell you
I'm prepared to (whoa-whoa)
I won't fail you
What it's gon' be?
I can show you better than I tell you
I'm prepared to (whoa-whoa)
I won't fail you

I get hot like a skillet
Thinkin' 'bout money and the billin'
On the phone with the lender and I'm livid
If the bank had a cap, I would peel it
Like, really
Tryna get mili's
Get a bigger house, view so vivid
A couple cars, a garage, chrome wheelin'

A mother lost a child
I try to ease her pain
It's only God's will
She says she felt the same
It’s funny how the sun will up and battle rain
As if the clouds couldn’t stand to see me outside again
Wrote a rhyme that was kind with some vision to it
Bottom line it might expand your mind if you listen to it

[Hook]
In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
Marinate the scene with my high beams
Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
Take me forward far, this ain’t just my car
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)

Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Who dat getting money? Ay, who dat getting money, shawty?

[Verse 1]
Ok, I wake up fresh, get up fly, drape myself, pimp my ride
Hit that slab, throw some gold, making shawty get down on the floor