NUMB385 Lyrics

Numbers, er'body wanna do numbers

But some numbers really mean somethin

Damn, baby, what's ya number

And I aint talkin telephone number

I'm talkin on a scale how well ya function

This yo credit card number

Well, gone let ya credit sco' run up

Cuz the judge gave ya son plenty numbers

Turned his name to a number

He gone miss out many summers

All cuz these mufuccin numbers

Yea they wanna do numbers

A quarter tank and $20 aint no long ride

A 3.5 @ half past 12 won't keep me high till 9

In '02, DoeBoy knew that .38 had time

2003 got locked up for the .380 of mine

All these numbers saying somethin I'm missin a sign

2004 I left N.O. Katrina hit '05

Same year my son was born, day before his great grandma died

The day before he turned 10, my GiGi closed her eyes

November 12th, 2013 I had drug court

A hundred dollars er' month for 18 months was forced

38118 5 19 Tre, Eastside, of course

2000 miles away this representative reports

Numbers, er'body wanna do numbers

But some numbers really mean somethin

Damn, baby, what's ya number

And I aint talkin telephone number

I'm talkin on a scale how well ya function

This yo credit card number

Well, gone let ya credit sco' run up

Cuz the judge gave ya son plenty numbers

Turned his name to a number

He gone miss out many summers

All cuz these mufuccin numbers

Yea they wanna do numbers

2 seconds all it takes just for you to smile

But 9 times outta 10 they'd rather see ya down

There go 12, they gone take em to 201 now

11-29, broke the pen and bonded out

All these numbers saying somethin I'm missin a sign

Twist 2 many blunts and take it 1 day at a time

11.20 bout his money, not wasting a dime

That's KT, numerically alphabetized

You ever try to count the number of stars in the sky

Or how many number of breaths they took before they died

I got niggas claim the 6 and some throw up the 5

And I can tell you the exact reason some aint survive

Numbers, er'body wanna do numbers

But some numbers really mean somethin

Damn, baby, what's ya number

And I aint talkin telephone number

I'm talkin on a scale how well ya function

This yo credit card number

Well, gone let ya credit sco' run up

Cuz the judge gave ya son plenty numbers

Turned his name to a number

He gone miss out many summers

All cuz these mufuccin numbers

Yea they wanna do numbers