A$AP Rocky - Tim Westwood TV Freestyle 2013 lyrics

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Bout to shut down the future festival
And my future see a lot of decimals
Show you coward suckers what the tech'll do
Leave 'em stiff
Leave them frozen like a vegetable
Westwood whats really good in
The hood my dude? And I've got the drop top
You see me driving through
I get them chopped and screwed
I got the livest crew
I'm doin numbers every summer man I got to do
Pots and pans when I do my dance
See my pants they come from France
Bitches wanna go on dates
If they broke they ain't got no chance
Tell her I need Goyard bags
Tell her I got all that swag
If you wanna date me, bitch, better take me
To Chow's or Phillipe's
Bitch you seen my peops
A-S-A-P bitch we deep up in these streets
Pretty nigga gold teeth and I roll too deep
If you want it with my niggas
With the reaper you will meet
Huh, sleep up in that dirt nigga
Leave 'em in the hearse
Pretty nigga long shirts they
Say we wearin skirts
50 for a verse I tell you it might
Hurt if a nigga on my turf
Talkin records gettin murked
And I swear im in the charger
Fuck that we in the Lam
Crazy ass nigga somethin' like the son of sam
Goddamn I'm the man in my kicks from Japan
Brother man fifth low, and I do the disco oh
Understand me

We bout to won the grammy
Next year cause my shit came too early
I’m the jiggy young nigga bitch you heard me

Understand me

Long live A$AP is winnin' Grammys
'bout ten a those, 'bout ten a those
And my bad bitches always be in centerfold
Rocky where you been? I been thuggin' lately
Fuck that shit these niggas watchin'
Jockin' and they buggin' lately
Talkin' bout I’m switch hittin'
Talkin' 'bout I'm mainstream
You should just be happy a
Young nigga who made green
Made dreams come true though and
I’m high on Pluto and I got a foreign car it
Only came with like two doors
And got niggas dead broke career kudos
I don’t give a fuck but this
Shit right here my new flow
My old flow you stole that
Old shit that’s throwback
Fuck that I got the white cap on
Black hoodie and a skull cap in
Bitches know better fall back
Ball bat to your head
Crack that leave you dead heard what I said
Then i’m all ah scraps and
My lips is looking chapped
Cause I ain’t got chapstick to
Put it on my huh
Tell your fucking girl suck up on my knob
Cause I’m a A$AP nigga ridin' with
The mob in the suave
Aye Westwood what's good?
You got somethin' else for me?
This is off the top, Whatever you got
Jiggy cause I'm pretty boy
Jiggy cause I'm pretty

Lil' Keke got free free bose but
You know I scroll it
Fuck that shit we got this weed
Up and you can't be rollin'
See my piff game niggas holdin'
It down in London town
When I come around got to hold that crown
Four pound I shut 'em down
Harlem nigga never stutter word to my mother
And you rich bout to keep it
Gutter in a butter never butter
Never stutter never nervous
Runnin' from the cops
Drunk as fuck and I'm swervin'
And I got a permit, I ain't got no license
And I wrap the game tight
You can call it vice grips
And you know your biceps get hit
With that tech if you talk
Respect it you better respect
Protect Ya Neck that Wu Tang shit
Niggas gettin' throwed for the twenty
Thirteen on the scene
A$AP ya' mean getting green, green, green
Green gettin green green
Got five for these verses
Purple like his shirt is
A$AP up in London town
Gotta tell 'em where my turf is
Other rappers is worthless
Leave them all in hearses
And I got like 4 long shirt
Thieves they ain't no shirtses
No curses, fuck that
Back on the trap when I spit
Fuck that they can go back on my dick
When I come with this classic shit
Cause they bitin' but ain't nobody
Excited when I write it
So it's off the top if you know
The hype is still the heighted
The climate, they climbin'
My teeth ain't got no diamonds
I'm rhymin', I'm shinin'
Fuck that shit this is blindin'
And you know we just grindin' until we eatin'
And Rocky is the best it
Ain't no mother fuckin' secret
Westwood, Westwood what's good?
Freestylin' off the top of the dome baby
A$AP, Long Live A$AP in stores
Go get it today baby a$AP Harlem World nigga
Hey Westwood
What you want me to spit about? Say anything

Rocky kid, and you know I'm that cocky kid
Fuck that made history just look
Back at what Rocky did
In one year alone, no protege
You better hate can't relate
Fuck that these wack niggas they led astray
Paper chasin' and chasin' paper
Fuck that these niggas haters
Got the lasers, they got
Tasers we the greatest, we the Lakers
We the Knicks, get off our dicks
These bitches tick tick-tock on the clock
On the dot, when I'm on my shit won't stop
Until the fuckin' cops come knockin'
What's poppin'? What's happening? Turn
Down this music?
What you mean nigga? I gotta
Be a legendary influence
In my mother fuckin' culture
My mother fuckin' era
And you should just admit it
Can't nobody do it better
Gotta Hood by Air sweater, this shit is M3
And I'm in a M3 till
My nigga Benji's we throwin'
We ballin, it's snowin', we glowin'
It's rainin' we came in, we changes
It's ours for the takin'
We makin' Jamaican bitches shake it
What's happenin' make it
Because we money makin'
Manhattan ain't no shit takin'
Mistakin' you crazy
You flakin' I mean they wanna
Say what they be sayin'
Illuminati all he sayin' oh that
Gay shit that they say
Shit I can't be with these mother
Fuckers talkin' crazy about us
Nigga better bring the ruckus niggas
Know I'm west coast
And I got them chuckers and
I bring it up town
Up to Harlem mother fuckers
Wassup? yeah yeah A$AP nigga

Off the top next time we gotta
Do this for a hour straight
Blow down, I gotta bring the Mob out here
A$AP Mob out here one time westwood, A$AP