ASAP Rocky - Jukebox Joints lyrics
rate meFt. Kanye West & Joe Fox
(Hook)
And I'm the man of my word, that I got nothin’ at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
The man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
(Verse)
She the type to seek love and make it everlastin’
I'm the type to wake up and say you're never havin’
I mean I fucked the girl with hell passion
But it's cold how we smashin’
Left her sleepin’ on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flack where your ass been?"
Heard you done with fashion, now yo ass is actin’
I'm trippin’ off the acid, now yo ass is lookin’ massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagin’
This that dark house party with this record blastin’
Rollin’ spiffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone thou, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip hop on you, smokin’ like a raster was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit that Pac for you
(Hook)
(Verse)
And shout out my pretty women in the spot tonight
Lemme see the fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes with the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cuz I’ll be playin’ with these women’s like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cuz it's droppin’ next fall
Don't you short the next ball, my closet like the meat ball
She said: "I just love it when you speak it gets so spoken
Up in that magazines with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole and get off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets so smoking
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music, alleluia
Always strive and prosper, stupid
Even Montello can't tell ya how he can do it
Sit back and watch me do it
(Hook)
No matter if it’s you
(Verse)
Ok, let's get past all the swag trappin’ and fashion talkin’
You wanna that take it to gats or keep it rap and talkin’
They rappin’ bars and get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You’re my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughin’ off it
I changed rap with fashion for way, yea I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and both ya actin’ awkward?
Jigglin’ baby, now, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothin’ better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar
Iz not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella is under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, Ella, hey just play it like I didn't tell you
Niggas takin’ pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word that I'm afraid of is the "love" word
Is love x 10
(Verse)
More power to you, more power to you, my lovely 1 x 3
What's up brut? That all depends
With friends like you, who needs friends?
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
And specially when it's your advice
Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a familiar member
Man everythin’ basic to Yei Guavara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't want to fuck me with the polo
Oh bitch you missed out, hash - tag, Formo
I got 1 child, 1 child
But I'm fucking, fucking, fucking like I'm try to make 4 more
They wan’ throw me under on a white jail
Cuz I'm a black man with confines of a white male
Alleluia
