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Numbers On The Boards - Pusha T
Im so bossy, b*tch, get off me
Its a different jingle when you hear these car keys
Your SLs missing an S, n*gga
Your planes missing a chef
The common thing see they both got wings
If you fly, do it to death
Its only one God, and its only one crown
So its only one king that can stand on this mound
King Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast Guard come a hundred goin overboard
I got money with the best of em
Go blow for blow with any Mexican
Dont let your side b*tches settle in
Might have to headbutt your Evelyn
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword
Whether rappin or Im rappin to a whore
Might reach back and relapse to wrappin up this raw
Givenchy fittin like its gym clothes
We really gymstars, Im like D. Rose
No D-league, Im like these clothes
88 Jordan, leaping from the free throw
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
(Motherf*ckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more)
Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour
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
Cant a b*tch live and say I bought her Michael Kors?
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 aint never been great?
And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, n*gga?
I might sell a brick on my birthday
Thirty-six years of doing dirt like its Earth Day, God
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Im so bossy, b*tch, get off me
Its a different jingle when you hear these car keys
Your SLs missing an S, n*gga
Your planes missing a chef
The common thing see they both got wings
If you fly, do it to death
Its only one God, and its only one crown
So its only one king that can stand on this mound
King Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast Guard come a hundred goin overboard
I got money with the best of em
Go blow for blow with any Mexican
Dont let your side b*tches settle in
Might have to headbutt your Evelyn
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword
Whether rappin or Im rappin to a whore
Might reach back and relapse to wrappin up this raw
Givenchy fittin like its gym clothes
We really gymstars, Im like D. Rose
No D-league, Im like these clothes
88 Jordan, leaping from the free throw
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
(Motherf*ckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more)
Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour
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
Cant a b*tch live and say I bought her Michael Kors?
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 aint never been great?
And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, n*gga?
I might sell a brick on my birthday
Thirty-six years of doing dirt like its Earth Day, God
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
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[ti:Numbers On The Boards] [ar:Pusha T] [al:Numbers On The Boards - Single] [t_time:(02:42)] [00:00.29] Numbers On The Boards - Pusha T [00:16.01] Im so bossy, b*tch, get off me [00:18.49] Its a different jingle when you hear these car keys [00:21.46] Your SLs missing an S, n*gga [00:24.90] Your planes missing a chef [00:26.79] The common thing see they both got wings [00:30.04] If you fly, do it to death [00:32.09] Its only one God, and its only one crown [00:34.63] So its only one king that can stand on this mound [00:37.87] King Push, kingpin, overlord [00:40.30] Coast Guard come a hundred goin overboard [00:43.88] I got money with the best of em [00:46.42] Go blow for blow with any Mexican [00:49.40] Dont let your side b*tches settle in [00:52.09] Might have to headbutt your Evelyn [00:54.44] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards [00:56.70] Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword [00:59.49] Whether rappin or Im rappin to a whore [01:02.00] Might reach back and relapse to wrappin up this raw [01:05.75] Givenchy fittin like its gym clothes [01:07.93] We really gymstars, Im like D. Rose [01:10.77] No D-league, Im like these clothes [01:13.46] 88 Jordan, leaping from the free throw [01:16.37] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards [01:21.56] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards [01:31.25] (Motherf*ckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more) [01:34.71] Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour [01:37.54] Twenty-five bricks, move work like chore [01:40.10] Hit Delaware twice, needed twenty-five more [01:43.20] I see flaw, cracks in your diamond [01:45.80] CB4 when you rhyme, simple Simon [01:48.50] Come and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it [01:51.12] The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us [01:54.25] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards [01:56.81] Cant a b*tch live and say I bought her Michael Kors? [01:59.43] Every car driven was decided by the horse [02:01.78] Keep the sticker in the window case you wonder what it cost [02:04.82] How could you relate when you aint never been great? [02:07.45] And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, n*gga? [02:10.80] I might sell a brick on my birthday [02:13.17] Thirty-six years of doing dirt like its Earth Day, God [02:27.23] Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
