Sparklers
Naledge Lyrics


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My main hoes do Pilates and they jogging
My side hoes beating pocket like they jogging
Said she ain't a freak but she always down
Said she got a man, never is around
Every time we land we be out painting the town
All these bottles getting copped so she pour another round
All we do is hotel parties, hotel lobbies, taxi cabs, call you tabs
See her, you know it's going down
Going down, going down
She says she got a man but he never is around
A nigga never is around
And every time we hit the club all you see is sparklers
Hit the club, all you niggas see is sparklers

Got a girl to teach y'all, she say I'm gaining weight
I tell her that's the money, girl, I'm eating shrimp and stake
My niggas ain't in Paris but I'm gold coast
My niggas ain't in Paris but got cold cost
Trust fund, baby girl, that's fine daddy
I don't give a fuck, I don't get paid from daddy
I get paid from spitting raps about my real life
Homos get a 9 to 5, that just don't feel right
Shit, I'm hoping you to fuck me in them heels tight
Introduce you to my cousin 'cause he get white
Highbrow, low brow, they go together
Gucci belt showing with a low sweater
Flicking like a bitch, flicking like a bitch
Jet blue to Saint Martin, nigga, I'm the trill
Keep grinding till I put that Rolie on my wrist
Yeah, your girl ain't sucked me dick, she just kept the tongue

See her, you know it's going down
Going down, going down
She says she got a man but he never is around
A nigga never is around




And every time we hit the club all you see is sparklers
Hit the club, all you niggas see is sparklers

Overall Meaning

In Naledge's song Sparklers, he talks about his lavish lifestyle with his main and side hoes. He flaunts that his main hoes do Pilates and jogging, while his side hoes beat their pocket like they are jogging. He claims that his girls are always down, even though his side hoe has a man who is never around. Naledge narrates that whenever they land, they paint the town with all the bottles they've copped, pouring another round. They dance the night away with hotel parties, hotel lobbies, and taxi cabs, leaving a trail of sparklers behind them at the club.


Naledge brags about his affluent lifestyle and how he eats shrimp and steak every day. He doesn't care that his girl believes he's gaining weight, since the money is rolling in. Naledge's friend has a trust fund, though he doesn't mind getting paid for speaking about his real life. Naledge insists that he wants his women dressed up in tight heels, and he will even introduce them to his cousin, who 'gets white.' His highbrow, low brow lifestyle is evident with his Gucci belt paired with a low sweater, and he flicks his wrist like a female. Despite his wealth, Naledge is always grinding, and he hopes to soon buy a Rolie for his wrist.


Overall, the song is about Naledge's lifestyle of excess, with multiple women and glamorous parties. He doesn't take accountability for his actions, but rather enjoys the perks of fame and fortune. The pounding beat and the phrase "going down" that repeats throughout the track try to create a fun and energetic vibe.


Line by Line Meaning

My main hoes do Pilates and they jogging
My primary women are into fitness activities like Pilates and jogging


My side hoes beating pocket like they jogging
My backup women are giving me money like they are jogging for exercise


Said she ain't a freak but she always down
She claims she's not sexually wild, but she's always ready to do it


Said she got a man, never is around
She claims to have a boyfriend, but he's never present


Every time we land we be out painting the town
As soon as we arrive at a destination, we go out and party


All these bottles getting copped so she pour another round
We're buying a lot of bottles, so she keeps pouring more drinks


All we do is hotel parties, hotel lobbies, taxi cabs, call you tabs
We only attend parties in hotels, hotel lobbies, ride in taxis, and pay for everything with our tabs


See her, you know it's going down Going down, going down She says she got a man but he never is around A nigga never is around And every time we hit the club all you see is sparklers Hit the club, all you niggas see is sparklers
Whenever you see her, you know we're about to have a wild time. Despite her claims of having a boyfriend, he's never around, and all we do when we go out to clubs is order bottles with sparklers attached to them.


Got a girl to teach y'all, she say I'm gaining weight I tell her that's the money, girl, I'm eating shrimp and stake
I have a personal trainer who thinks I'm gaining weight, but I tell her that's due to my financial success, allowing me to eat premium foods like shrimp and steak.


My niggas ain't in Paris but I'm gold coast My niggas ain't in Paris but got cold cost
My close friends may not be in Paris, but we're living the luxury lifestyle of the Gold Coast.


Trust fund, baby girl, that's fine daddy I don't give a fuck, I don't get paid from daddy I get paid from spitting raps about my real life Homos get a 9 to 5, that just don't feel right
I come from a wealthy family, but I don't rely on my trust fund or my dad's money. I get paid from rapping about my real life, which feels different from working a regular 9 to 5 job.


Shit, I'm hoping you to fuck me in them heels tight Introduce you to my cousin 'cause he get white Highbrow, low brow, they go together Gucci belt showing with a low sweater
I'm hoping for sexual encounters while you wear tight heels. I'll also introduce you to my cousin because he gets a lot of money. My lifestyle combines highbrow and lowbrow elements, like wearing a Gucci belt with a low sweater.


Flicking like a bitch, flicking like a bitch Jet blue to Saint Martin, nigga, I'm the trill Keep grinding till I put that Rolie on my wrist Yeah, your girl ain't sucked me dick, she just kept the tongue
I'm living luxuriously and taking private jets to Saint Martin. I'm hustling hard until I can afford a Rolex watch. And just to clarify, your girlfriend didn't actually perform oral sex on me, she only used her tongue flitteringly.




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