Lyrics:
Yeeaaahhh
Yeah
Boutta take off like I’m nasa
I do it if I have to
The ones who did me wrong will say “Yeah that dude’s a bastard”
I love my crew
the booth rockin' a biosuit made of plastic
And NASA's galactic elastic travelin' through space, interstellar rapping
Broadcastin' from uninhibited planets
Testing one, Akon
I'm on it
I'm higher than you
Nigga, I'm on it
I swear I'm flier than you
NASA NASA
I put pedals on my wrist
I put pedals on my
smash some ass
Free autotericoop call nasa to do the numbers
All the freshman from the vocals started firin' the booth
Got more whips and chains, then
You said, "Go away"
Blocked my number yesterday
Now you on your way to my place
Forgot you ain't got nowhere to stay
It's your third week in LA
some ass
Free autotericoop call nasa to do the numbers
All the freshman from the vocals started firin? the booth
Got more whips and chains, then I'm
nakawahak
Mabilis o mabagal pls call me ang number ko ay idial
'Wag ka ng puro tanong pa, pls pick up the phone ngayon na
Baby
Can you please me
Oh can you
3. Watch!
I'm 2 and I'm a part, I'm 1 and I'm a part
And the whole of me is 3! 1, 2, 3!
I'm number four. And I am sure
That I've got four blocks
You can call me ET from another galaxy
Can't find me on the map
Never know where I'm at
NASA plates, outer space
NASA plates, outer space
dark shit
This is part when shit getting lit after dark
I swear this love shit ain't good for ya heart
I'm deep in ha guts and bitch almost barked
This
to do (let's take 'em up)
Oh girl, come on (come on)
I know this part ain't pretty (come on, come on)
But you know I been busy (yeah)
That's why I
to do (let's take 'em up)
Oh girl, come on (come on)
I know this part ain't pretty (come on, come on)
But you know I been busy (yeah)
That's why I
the bees, you've got to number them politely
Oh, yes
And I thought I heard, I thought I heard NASA clapping
I thought I heard, I thought I heard NASA
you need them
Alright shut up bruh, I don't wanna hear all that, shut up (Yeah, yeah, look)
Rule number one: run that shotgun, become number one,
number one
Number one
Number one (Kardinal)
She just my part time lover, pretty likkle ting (aye)
Nothing I would ever think about giving a ring
number one
Number one
Number one (Kardinal)
She just my part time lover, pretty likkle ting (aye)
Nothing I would ever think about giving a ring
Blicky NASA
Gyalie Killy
Gyalie Silly
Peng ting, show me
All the Bad Bs all BLICKY
She want the big ting no NICKY
Put out the big tingz no NASA
She
Still makin music w all of my boys,
To keep it buck,
I'm flier then NASA,
Whippin the spaceship right past ya,
Bought it in cash,
Hittin the throttle so
I am not a number, I am not a number
I am not a number, I am not a number
I'm not part of your system
I am not a number, I am not a number
I am not
(God, be my witness)
With the lowest numbers in the city (what?)
My trap don't need a promo (they comin')
Better not put no cut on my product (don't do
702 With the swagger
Hate it or love it don’t none of you matter
Playing my role but don’t call me an actor
Part of the dale but I’m repping the caster
wasn't a choice
Die Hard's on the bars, 80's love in the voice
Morphine flow, numbing your joints
Bomb a nigga like he number 81 from Detroit
Zombie
be a part of me
Im not your number one enemy
So, now youve got this far
Do you really want to start again on your own
You say youre eternally
today
Are we looking for a better way of life? (Sing)
We are a part of the rhythm nation (woo)
People of the world unite
Strength in numbers, we can
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