[Lyrics] NSG – Samba Lyrics

Lyrics
You know what I’m not gonna accept this summer yeah?
Is these dickhead rappers, yeah, pouring water on me in the crowd
Because it not fair, yeah, true say all my garms are expensive
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten
I’m just a nigga from the ends that made with his friends
But we more like brothers
Rockstar shit so you know the gyaldem love us
Broskis in the field he be playin’ with the gunners
Millis plus for us please
Can you see the game? We go run forrestly
See this money didn’t come for free
Water in the crowd so they can drip like me
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves, now we samba
She give me greenlight name’s Amber
She want smoke, star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves now we samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He’s third party, we don’t know him like that
Style icon
Fashion icon
Baddie from France
Only buck her when it’s fashion week on God
Next day I gotta catch a flight to Milan
Konvict Music, might sign to Ako
Straight from the blocks to the charts all the time
Now shit’s different, gotta pay for my time
You set don’t bang if we ain’t on airtime
I might just cancel, if we ain’t the headline
I spent a lot racks, it wasn’t for free
She on’t even try but my shawty on fleek
Ten steps ahead say I’ve gone clear
Finesse with style like I really don’t care
Amiri jeans on my Moncler
Truth really is, you won’t even dare
‘Fore I start plotting, devilish steps
With my dark shades devilish stares
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves, now we samba
She give me greenlight name’s Amber
She want smoke star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves, now we samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He’s a third party, we don’t know him like that
She’s ringing my line
Shawty gonna fuck for some handbag
Channel or Gucci handbag
Every time I call, she gon’ answer
She’s not a ten we can’t take a day trip
VIP shit, whole lotta gang shit
Fisherman ting, expensive drip
Fisherman ting, expensive drip
If she don’t give top, she can not come back
Gyalla get jukk, if she got a big back
After that baby girl you gotta dash
Your gyal could never ever say she spend my stack
I re-up and tell the plug I’ll be right back
I spend the puff and make it back that’s no cap
Balenciaga drip, you know I’m worth a couple rack
I got a personal shopper, I don’t get it off the rack (Yeah, yeah)
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves, now we samba
She give me greenlight name’s Amber
She want smoke star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin’ moves, now we samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He’s a third party, we don’t know him like that