Noodles & Ramen Kid Ink
"Noodles & Ramen" by Kid Ink, released in 2015, is a hip-hop track that celebrates a laid-back lifestyle, indulgence in food, and the hustle for success. The lyrics depict enjoying simple pleasures while navigating fame. Unique musical elements include catchy hooks and a playful beat. The song resonates with youth culture, emphasizing enjoyment and ambition. #HipHop
[Chorus]
I came from the noodles and the ramen
Made it from the sewers and the bottom
Been on the grind for a while now
I don't really got them types of problems
Now all we do is eat like piranhas
Got my ex girl goin' so bananas
Nah nah nigga, you don't know that
You don't know the half, nigga, go and do the math
[Verse 1]
I be goin' round the world
Hopin' TSA ain't goin' through my bag
They be mad at a nigga
Cause I'm wearin' all my jewelery
When I'm goin' through the scanner
Blrr, blrr, ring the alarm
Got a long flight, nigga bring me a bong
She just figured out a nigga name in a song
Now the fuckin' flight attendant won't leave me alone
Got a full house sauce, all Asians
They don't wanna let me into Vegas
If they don't wanna let us in the club
Then we kickin' the door down, just let me tie my laces
Back then, they ain't really wanna embrace it
Now I'm all up in they grill
Need some motherfuckin' braces
No it's new to you, bitch to me, it's just basic
See me on the pavement
It's a motherfuckin' payment, bitch
I came from the noodles and the ramen
Made it from the sewers and the bottom
Been on the grind for a while now
I don't really got them types of problems
Now all we do is eat like piranhas
Got my ex girl goin' so bananas
Nah nah nigga, you don't know that
You don't know the half, nigga, go and do the math
[Verse 1]
I be goin' round the world
Hopin' TSA ain't goin' through my bag
They be mad at a nigga
Cause I'm wearin' all my jewelery
When I'm goin' through the scanner
Blrr, blrr, ring the alarm
Got a long flight, nigga bring me a bong
She just figured out a nigga name in a song
Now the fuckin' flight attendant won't leave me alone
Got a full house sauce, all Asians
They don't wanna let me into Vegas
If they don't wanna let us in the club
Then we kickin' the door down, just let me tie my laces
Back then, they ain't really wanna embrace it
Now I'm all up in they grill
Need some motherfuckin' braces
No it's new to you, bitch to me, it's just basic
See me on the pavement
It's a motherfuckin' payment, bitch
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