Esham - Still Boomin lyrics
[Esham - Still Boomin lyrics]
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
Mama, you so bad, you could be my wife
If it's hot and ready, I need a slice
Got the cabbage corn bread with
The beans and rice, nice
Ice on you, I don't need advice
Need it once in the morning
And the evening twice
It was me and Mr hip on
The trip out in Brooklyn
At a backyard barbecue and
There you was cookin'
You was lookin' real good
I'ma just go on and say it
Heard your song on the radio when
They start to play it
You took it down to the
Floor and had my hypnotized
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout thick thighs
Popeye's chicken and fries
Extra greasy, peanut butter and chocolate
Make a Reese just a student to the game
Wanna learn all you can teach me
Capeesh me? Strawberry kiwi
Lookin' like Riri i'm feelin' real good
I just wanted you to see me
So po up until we mow up but never throw up
And I say "what up doe" 'cause
Ain't nothin' but dough up
Sky's the limit, but never timid
In it to win it
I clock my paper fast like a New York minute
Amityville, they sayin' God damn it he real
If it's a way to get that paper
God damn it he will don't need luck when you
Got plannin' and skill
And if you cup empty, it's time for a refill
For real
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', in my car, zoomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
Lord have mercy, grab my chest
I ain't prayin'
But I'm sayin' that your ass is blessed
I be a valedictorian and pass your test
If I was on death row
You'd be my last request, yes
Bikini up in
Legs up like the doors on a Lamborghini
I could grant you three wishes
Like I was a genie
Lean back with my brim to the side
The bossalini see me run my routines
Yes I keep my coupe clean
I'm known to spread love
That's just how I do things
In the street championship, I won a few rings
But that don't mean a thing
What's a king without a queen
All my homies in the streets ballin'
Like they in the league
I'ma do a Colin Kaepernick and take a knee
I do this for the real ones locked away
They never freed
So we can be after ever forever happily
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', in my car, zoomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
Mama, you so bad, you could be my wife
If it's hot and ready, I need a slice
Got the cabbage corn bread with
The beans and rice, nice
Ice on you, I don't need advice
Need it once in the morning
And the evening twice
It was me and Mr hip on
The trip out in Brooklyn
At a backyard barbecue and
There you was cookin'
You was lookin' real good
I'ma just go on and say it
Heard your song on the radio when
They start to play it
You took it down to the
Floor and had my hypnotized
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout thick thighs
Popeye's chicken and fries
Extra greasy, peanut butter and chocolate
Make a Reese just a student to the game
Wanna learn all you can teach me
Capeesh me? Strawberry kiwi
Lookin' like Riri i'm feelin' real good
I just wanted you to see me
So po up until we mow up but never throw up
And I say "what up doe" 'cause
Ain't nothin' but dough up
Sky's the limit, but never timid
In it to win it
I clock my paper fast like a New York minute
Amityville, they sayin' God damn it he real
If it's a way to get that paper
God damn it he will don't need luck when you
Got plannin' and skill
And if you cup empty, it's time for a refill
For real
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', in my car, zoomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
Lord have mercy, grab my chest
I ain't prayin'
But I'm sayin' that your ass is blessed
I be a valedictorian and pass your test
If I was on death row
You'd be my last request, yes
Bikini up in
Legs up like the doors on a Lamborghini
I could grant you three wishes
Like I was a genie
Lean back with my brim to the side
The bossalini see me run my routines
Yes I keep my coupe clean
I'm known to spread love
That's just how I do things
In the street championship, I won a few rings
But that don't mean a thing
What's a king without a queen
All my homies in the streets ballin'
Like they in the league
I'ma do a Colin Kaepernick and take a knee
I do this for the real ones locked away
They never freed
So we can be after ever forever happily
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', in my car, zoomin'
I'm still boomin', baby
I'm still boomin', still boomin'