[Intro: Pharrell]
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Hey, hey, Star Trak, Star Trak
Now let's smoke and ride
[Bridge: Pharrell]
Oh, girl, your taste is
Sweet like mornin' dew
I would go crazy, girl
If I couldn't have none of you
I said you're from Jamaica
Straight outta my Mercedes trunk
You make me wanna roll you up
And then you make my body slump
[Chorus: Pharrell & Pusha T]
Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
Make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Yeah, uh)
Talk about the gangsta lean
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
I only love her on occasions
Keep my heart racin', love to take her on vacations
Where the time zone changes and the money exchanges
And speed is in kilometers on the dials of the ranges
Far away
With my Jamaican sexy, every day is like a holiday
The cheeba got me in a slump, sleeper
But when I try to leave her, I just find out that it's cheaper to keep her
Plus she keep my thoughts deeper, really zonin'
Like my Cali homies '64 rollin'
Or them Detroit 'Lacs trimmed and golden
Or my Texas family hundred-fifty wires strollin'
Damn, I was caught up in the Matrix
But not Keanu Reeves, as she rolls in bamboo leaves
I think of ways to ship off these piano keys
Since the trappin' is gangsta lean
[Chorus: Pharrell & Malice]
Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
Make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Yeah, uh)
Talk about the gangsta lean
[Verse 2: Malice]
Look, you put me where I need to be, twist you anytime I feel the need
Love ya touch and how you set my mind at ease
In Virginia where you kept me motionless
From that point on, I knew I could never get over this
Now they wanna see us broke up
'Cause I'm lovesick, got me all choked up
Look, you keep my head in the clouds, mami, 'til I can't breathe
And next to that heat seeker, you my main squeeze
Who else I lick, twist and hit and even spend my money on?
Now either I'm a fool or you really must got me gone
You got me open these days, I must admit
Body numbed up and in a slump like I've been hit
But luckily it's just the green got me leavin' smokescreens
And blowin' smoke rings as I flee from the scene
Gangsta leanin' in a 850 Bim' and
I'm like K-Ci and Jo-Jo, love, you got me fiendin'
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell]
Oh, girl, your taste is
Sweet like mornin' dew
I would go crazy, girl
If I couldn't have none of you
I said you're from Jamaica
Straight outta my Mercedes trunk
You make me wanna roll you up
And then you make my body slump
[Chorus: Pharrell]
Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
Make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Her sex so sticky, I'm talkin' real icky
Have me gone and twisty, make my other women miss me
Just by the way she kiss me
Hold her with the index and thumb tippys, my flow is tricky
Hard to hold back, scent so sweet
Got a cognac and honey wrap, but this ain't no drink
From Taiwanese to Amsterdam greeny-green
To hydroponic that make her weak stomach vomit
[Verse 4: Malice]
Listen, at times you hinder my vision
Blinded by ya love and you got the room spinnin'
It's not jealousy the reason why I keep you hidden
Hell, I hit you then I pass you to my man like I do my women
I know just what I'm investin' in
I done traded currency with the Mexicans
In Texas just so we could get affectionate
Your complexion lime green with red specks in it, I love you
[Chorus: Pharrell]
Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
Make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
You make a nigga have a gangsta lean
Talk about the gangsta lean
[Outro: Pharrell]
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Hey, hey, Star Trak, Star Trak
Now let's smoke and ride
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Gimme somethin' to roll
Somethin' gangstafied
Hey, hey, Star Trak, Star Trak
Now let's smoke and ride
