Numbers On The Boards (Explicit)

Numbers On The Boards (Album Version|Explicit) - Pusha T

Lyrics by：Don Cannon/Kanye West/Charles Njapa/Terrence Thornton/Bunny Sigler/Shawn Carter/Chris Martin/Anthony "Latief" King/John Matthews

Composed by：Don Cannon/Kanye West/Charles Njapa/Terrence Thornton/Bunny Sigler/Shawn Carter/Chris Martin/Anthony "Latief" King/John Matthews

Yeah

How you feelin'

Fine

You feel alright

I'm so bossy b***h get off me

Yeah

It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys

Y'all feel like danc

Your SL's missin' a S n***a

Y'all feel like danc

Your plane's missin' a chef

The common theme see they both got wings

If you fly do it to death

It's only one God and it's only one crown

So it's only one king that can stand on this mound

Yeah

King Push kingpin overlord

Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard

Yeah

I got money with the best of 'em

Go blow-for-blow with any Mexican

Don't let your side b***hes settle in

Might have to headbutt you Evelyn

Ballers I put numbers on the boards

Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword

Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a w***e

Might reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw

Y'all feel like danc

Givenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes

We really gym stars I'm like D Rose

No D-League I'm like this close

'88 Jordan leapin' from the free-throw

Yeah

Ballers I put numbers on the boards

Ballers I put numbers on the boards

Motherf**kers can't rhyme no more 'bout crime no more

Mix d**g and show money Biggs Burke on tour

Yeah

Twenty-five bricks move work like chore

Hit Delaware twice needed twenty-five more

I see flaw cracks in your diamond

CB4 when you rhyme Simple Simon

Come and meet the pieman a must that I flaunt it

The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us

Ballers I put numbers on the boards

Yeah

Can't a b***h livin' say I bought her Michael Kors

Yeah

Every car driven was decided by the horse

Keep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder what it cost

How could you relate when you ain't never been great

And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates n***a

I might sell a brick on my birthday

Thirty-six years of doin' dirt like it's Earth Day God

Y'all feel like danc

Y'all feel like danc

Ballers I put numbers on the boards

Y'all feel like danc