[Intro:]
My homegirl told me i got an issue
With women with issues
I guess i got my own and i can relate to them, you kno
The irony in it
When you get what you want, you don't always want it
[Verse 1:]
Temptation, I'm done waitin'
I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking
I'm in love with a lady who crazy
Maybe it's cause of the way the she praise me
I ain't used to it, she got that hot love
I try to lay low, she like to pop up
I try to make the most of it, beat the box up
I make the pussy wet, make the heart bust
Good pipe make a good girl to a good wife
Good morning wood, i just need a termite
Riding thru my hood tryna see where i'm at
She can't be in my face, then she be on my back
Like, "Where you at Wale?'
Or, "Where is that Wale?', "Who you with Wale?'
When i'm back, "You the shit Wale"
She crazy, that stalker shit
Everyone of her homegirls so talkative
No time for that, no acknowledgement
Think its time you and i need to call it quits
Look, need to call it quits
You be on that stalker shit
Look i tried to call it quits
Til' she came trench coat and a thong and shit
Woah
[Hook:]
I'm like a masochist
So lead me to the wall
I'm yours to own, you know
Don't be a pacifist
Cause girl it turns me on
Girl it turns me on
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
But i think i like that, just maybe
I ain't tryna fight back, but baby
If i go inside that, you'll hate me
Baby when I like that, I know it's crazy
Bite me and I bite back, and call it love
And you know I like that, you say you hate me
You bite me and I bite back, and call it love
[Verse 2:]
Look
Temptation starting to sink in
As i indulge in an instinct i'm fadin'
I'm in love with a woman who crazy
Maybe it's because of the way she chase me
The more liquor around, the more i'm in love
The less clothes you, the less i want to talk
Maybe that throat she got have a nigga stuck
And i be putting it down, so she ain't giving up
She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough
She never ready to go, so she forever come
I lick her up, she love it
I know i'm fucking up
I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one
Like, "Settle down, Wale."
Look, "Right now, Wale.", "I'm in love, Wale."
"Guess i ain't nothing but a quick nut, Wale."
She crazy but i attract to it
All the insane bitches so passionate
What they lack in trust, they make up in lust
And it don't really make sense until the draws it off
She is far is all
I be leading her on
I be deeping her up, she said the D is a drug
Shawty fieining for love, I be feeding her lust
I be needing to leave, but i be needing to nut
Never need it enough
[Intro: Magazeen]
Uhhhhhhh
Maga to the Zeen
Y'all go wind on it
Come sit up on it
Y'all didn't know she's a freak from a long time
She took two men: one time
Take it here, take it anywhere, from here to Brazil
[Hook:]
Let me say she wants it
So she calls him
I know you want me right now
So I'm on it
She always say she needs me
But she calls him
I know you want me right now
So I'm on it, alright girl
[Wale:]
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
She gonna chauffer, after let's call a cab
Wet willy shit, pussy, I need a minute
I try to have them lips sing Milli Vanilli shit
Okay I'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give
Can't read the future, my limit is so illiterate
Lyrically celibate, you can't fuck with me
Y'all crazy to share the same cup with me
Low fitted, sure I'm with it
Polo purple like the dope I'm hitting
Word: one dope a-s nigga
Bitches scream "Ralph" they don't know my [?]
These bars might flow life sentence
And I be in they panties if they be independent
I be in her mind, and y'all be "nevermind"
My marijuana loud [?]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Black Cobain]
Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress
Dotty wine for access, show me your neck
I feel good, I look great
A nigga cold, I'm New York, I'm upstate
Lord, I think I'm Ted DiBiase
I had a million dollar dream, who gon' stop me?
Need me a freak, for me, Sleek, and Lil J
[Verse 3: Tre of UCB]
WHen I step off the curb, then, they on they way
Dreads like Rapunzel, big bred, cocoa
Give me the poon?
And bring a friend, we can kick it like a Dojo
Let's see what happen when you mix Trol with Nuvo
For real, I gotta pole in the basement
My raincoat, and gold rapper, amen
And what it taste like? Hey, you a freak, right?
No strings attached like velcro sneaks, alright?
[Hook]
[Bridge x2: Magazeen]
Alright then, back up on it
Might win a dollar
Sit up on it
Might wina dollar
Excuse me [?]
Your eyes are amazing
[Outro: Magazeen]
Stop whining, stop whining, stop whining
By God, stop whining
Slow, slow, slow, slow grind
By God, slow grind
Speed it, speed it, speed it
Speed it up, my girl, speed it up
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Tick tock, darling, tick tock
Tree pine, tree pine, tree pine
Tree pine, now, do the tree pine
Jump shot, jump shot, jump shot
I'm just duin wat I got to do
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
Is the return of the embassador heard u bammas sassin
Now I'm laughin cause I'm passin ya
A bamas rap but, they lack the passion for it
They lack the vision young folarit now colabodorm
I real them in, goadomes on see
I'm on my scott storch stayin clear of timbalands
I be clever no thug but the street love them
Why be emp like we brothers
Nd peace harlem and the dipset fenomenal
D.c got you we got them like u got en on
Yea my fan base pillin on... yea
My haters need tylenol
Nd by the way I seen the itunes hatin
I think is more races then raegan
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
But wat can be similar, to dry grapes
Or babies and raisens
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
If it's bullshit you want, bullshit I shall
Yea I'm a kick it off and go heads and tales
Red lobster everyday shrimp heads and tails
And bad bitches give me head and tails
And bad bitches give me heads and tell
See I'm a head but u stay a snale
I move they see the back of my nikes
Got to the end of the tunel
Nd I was the ligth aha
Always strap so I was alrigth
Naked woman rub my back
And ask me how was my night
I said bitch stay out of my bussines
When we fuck she say
Just stay out of kidneys
I say, don't say it if simon didn't
And america idolize a nigga
But they better cause bitch I'm me
And you r you too but bitch I'm three
I be
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
The revolution has arrived
Luchidor like I been mass but I'm still remin fly
That's fly in then a wrestler, you don't want to mess
Young rey misterio miss the shay, shabo regero
Flyer them the rest of them make em al remenber me
Make an al similar to a mind of an elephant
My wreaks exellence your wreaks is extregend
Every body know me like the Contra code for extra men
Beon the extremeni every one nd anyone
Train to tadh money like is candy in the canyo
Bein in more beaft than gango I preyd them
Always next to madness like kiyon canyon
Flyer them the rest of them I told u I'm isht
Wacht me exersice my excrement
Why send a messeges dnv messegers love is so
So I'm rapind them hail to tha skins rest in peace Sean Taylor 1!
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
[WALE:]
Southside what up,
Uptown what up,
PG what up,
Moco what up!
[VERSE 1: JENNIFER MALSCH]
The revolution of an era,
You think you're revolutionary 'cause you got a shirt with Che Guevera
Look in the mirror and tell me what you see
Decked out Commonwealth
Yeah I'm rockin' Stussy
Got my Nike Boots with the laces all crossed
Welcome to DC shout out Mambo Sauce
On Billboard for weeks and more weeks to come
DC's on the map so y'all better run
DC is my city and I'm pretty sure
That from Potomac to the Eastern Shore
Never ever have we ever done it ever before
And although we getting close the DMV's got more
[HOOK:]
[JENNIFER MALSCH:]
Just check the Nike swoosh
Cause we will carry you
And DC Maryland Virginia, yeah we got a truce!
Flyer than the rest of 'em! [x4]
[WALE:]
Southside what up,
Uptown what up,
PG what up,
Moco what up!
[VERSE 2: JENNIFER MALSCH]
But they forget what to remember
Just know the DMV it's got a brand new music member forever
Don't waste your temper
Don't bother hating on me
Rock, hip hop, and r & b
Always be a part of me
95.5 and 93.9 been doing what they do like Amy Dub does lines
And I been a star but you ain't seen me shine
It goes through your ears and runs down your spine
[HOOK:]
[JENNIFER MALSCH:]
Just check the Nike swoosh
Cause we will carry you
And DC Maryland Virginia, yeah we got a truce!
Flyer than the rest of 'em! [x4]
[WALE:]
Southside what up,
Uptown what up,
PG what up,
Moco what up!
[VERSE 3: LIL WAYNE]
If it's bullshit they want, bullshit I shall
Yeah I'm a break 'em off, nig go head and tell
Red lobster every day, shrimp heads and tails
And bad bitches give me head and tell
And bad bitches give me head and tell
See I'm ahead but you stay the snail
I move, they see the back of my Nikes
Got to the end of the tunnel and I was the light
Always strapped so I was alright
Naked women rub my back and ask me how was my night
I say bitch stay out my business
When we fuck, she say just stay out my kidneys
And don't say it if Simon didn't
America idolize a nigga
But they better come bitch out me
And you are you too but bitch I'm three!
[JENNIFER MALSCH:]
Flyer than the rest of 'em! [x4]
[WALE:]
Southside what up,
Uptown what up,
PG what up,
[Verse 1: Wale]
Love this game hate the niggas that's in it
Can't see my drive bitch I only ride tinted
Don't give them what's mine run game by the mile
Never use the word ours I'm living in the minute
Ha, and the bitches all gone
Most times when the liquor all gone
Look, by the end of this song
Make a cold heart broad whole and her parts warm
Rain down rain down
Put a g spot on a 8 cloud
Rain down rain down
Give her that D I'm outta 8 mile
Same ole same ole
New canvas she need a new stroke
New shit lotta Nuvo
Nigga we the shit no Metamucil
If she ain't showing love then she better do so
I can leave it here but it's better you know
Ha, and it's better you know
I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole
Ha, in your loophole though
You damn slow let me use something else
Ha, you could my help
You gone lose that voice when you lose that belt
[Hook: Babyface Sample]
Slow [x3]
This time make it sweet [sweet x6]
On the slow jam of love
[Background screwed voice: x3] {Do you mind if I slow it down}
Slow [x3]
This time make it sweet {sweet} [x6]
On the slow jam of love
[Verse 2: Wale]
Wale, look
Prada bag for my Mrs
Scholarship for my mistress
All my love to these queens in here
But not a single fuck for y'all bitches
Money is most of y'all interest
It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit
Lot of babies too see ya plate full
But I don't got the steak for y'all dishes
And I love your mind and ambition
But your loving mine I am the shit
We can leave midnight for sure
I can you straighten you out when we twisted
Tornado tornado and I'm trynna blow your mind
Where the tornado? Don't say no
Cause, I need that one good time
Little bit of wine little bit of killer
Little white boy, Shoutout Mac Miller
A nigga don't beat I'm primo Dilla
And now I'm Jack trippin rest in peace John Ritter
My Moschino different
And I just set trends unseen on witter
If I beat it up a little bet the people next door think my team Sacramento
[Verse 1: Wale]
Ma ma ma mirror, tell me I'm the realest
Since all these other niggas ca ca can't mix la la lyrics
And sure gun bustin is such a lack of the subject
Ca could I be that nigga rejuvenating la levels
Da da da did I stutta, the missin piece of the puzzle
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
It's easy on TV make them believe what they be seein
Ma Mirrors never lie, so they keep eyes up on they re-runs
For fear of what you show them, reality is golden
Real recognize, girl you need some ID to be noticed though
One of the coldest to mix pro two with the vocals
What the fans can't see, the mirror gon notice back
Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong
It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Say that Mr. Mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then
Just take a look at the reflection that's reflectin in
Your own physical, superficial and spiritual
All the possessions you possess and they can't keep your spirit full
You need to hear it fool but you don't wanna listen cause
You're so fa full of your sa self man you just sit and judge
You point em out and call em up and then sa sit em down
Then you fa fertalize the lines spread that shit around
But if you took a second Mr. Mirror you would see
That you just mad at you, man you ain't really mad at me
You take the hatred out yourself and just project it out
No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out
For real you need to go away just like the rain song
Cause you fa frontin and fa fakin is just plain wrong
So Mr. Mirror man I'm just gon keep it G
If you can't look up at yourself how the fuck you lookin at me mayne
[Chorus:]
Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong
It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
[Verse 3: Wale]
Ma ma ma mirror, tat a tell me she the realest
I met her in the club and she wouldn't let me in it
Sa seen her in that video, seen her in a magazine,
Seen me I ain't frontin we ain't seen em til this last week
So why you nasty, fa fa fuck you call that
I call it insecure, sha sha shawty think she all that
Fa fa fuck outta here, that's how they getting gas
09 gold diggas walkin with that different path
Find a dimey (wrap em up)
Let em fuck (suck em up)
Getting good [? ] another one
No longer cab fare, with surgery and masked air
We're lookin at your money, but ca can't look up in that
Mirror, finna wanna show you reality is gold
Real recognize real real women don't know you
One of the coldest the friction on that pole
With them tippers don't see I bet the mirror gon show
Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong
[intro: wale]
the streets is cold and the beaches is warm
the bitches is everything in between..
[verse 1: wale]
who would believe this rap shit helped me learn love?
type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
yeah, can't wait til the wheels down
and i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around
smoking haze all over town like it's allowed
i like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud
catching heat floor seats and we all fresh
from coarse seats to court seats is progress, of course
tell them other niggas “man up”
tell lebron drop 50 just to play on us
kod a couple 50s like a precinct
straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick: oh shit
chef creole, 2-seater
and my watch looking like it's all 3po
2 v's in the street blowing trees with hoes
and more weed for me, shout out to (?)
[hook: wale]
miami nights, it was all a dream
if i can get my money right, i'm about to od
little more weed, 1st class seats
1st class hoes, we on south beach
miami nights, it was all a dream
if i can get my money right, i'm about to od
drinks out, c'mon ,drinks out, c'mon. drinks out, c'mon
[verse 2: wale]
we at mansion, but no cape on
and that ass looking right, what you pay for it?
look: i know you not gay or nothing
but we should find another girl with a tapeworm
i'm in a rental on collins
me and my compadres, burning up (barneys?)
with a model and some ? my name hold weight and you dont really keep the bar raised
with dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids
its not far from white girls with big bread
and light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking
but right there, they skill scheming, they not eating
knowing they needy as a bitch, they don't need a reason
and when you repping wet willies you ain't even thinking
[hook]
[verse 3: wale]
ok black panamera, dash on a million
it ain't nothing better than a passionate woman
she graduated top of the class, carol city or was it the west
hold up i dont remember really, hold up
2 whips, 6 tattoos, no kids
and i heard you come alive, when you gonna live ?
i ain't trying to be ignorant, but i'm leaving town in a little bit
miami nights, and another one, until the broads go away lets have a little fun
paradise, get away, thinking ? on south beach everyday
[outro: rozay]
we got the jet waiting on us at the airport homie
we got money to go get baby
let's get it
I'm ballin ay [x4]
We ballin ay [x7]
I'm a make it rain
Straight shots, don't toast champagne
AKOD a lil bit a change
And these broads all know my name
Hol up
I'm a make it rain
Straight shots, don't toast champagne
Magic city a lil bit a change
And these broads all know my name
Let's get it crack
One time DC where da city at
If she give it to me now
She goin give it back
I'm a needa know now, can a brotha crack?
Or a brotha gota roll like a brotha act
I'm foolish shawty
I just wana know can we do this shawty?
Flower bomb on you and shawty
And I can be ya hole inta ya lips shawty
I'm a make it rain trick
This a lil change trick
Henny got me spinning like a fuckin hurricane kick
DC PG where I be
L-O-U-D air I breathe
She like me from that no hands but
I'm a need her to use no teeth
I ont know you chick, you ont know me
Baby I'm a dawg, tell them hoes all flee
Hot whip something cold on my feet
This is not somethin that I wrote for the Queens
You just do ya thing chick
I'm a letchu hang chick
She said she a magic city
Then I'm David Blane bitch
[Wale]
I'mma rap to you real quick. I wanna enjoy the luxury of like, not
knowing each other for real. Hol' up
[Intro: Miguel]
Lotus flower bomb, firefly
When I'm low, she take me high
I can teach you all the sounds of love
[Verse 1: Wale]
Flowerbomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance
And you got that bomb, huh, I'm tryna detonate you
No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile
Try to keep my spirits up, that's why I lays it down
Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever
Took you forever to get dressed, I acknowledge your effort
So I clap for her, she deserves an applause
Shawty working so hard, she deserve that Vuitton
Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like
She heard that I got that work, I heard that she been on strike
Care to tell, I read your mind, she been on them dollars first
Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work
I can be your boyfriend be your nigga or a friend with perks
I'm just tryna work that huh, they just tryna work your nerves
I'm just tryna read your mind, I'm just tryna feed you mine
I'm just tryna give you light, they just tryna leave you blind[Hook:
Miguel]
We're living in a fantasy
I feel it when you dance with me
It's feeling like you need to be
My lady, my baby, yeah
Can't you see
I'm talking about eternity
Tell me would you care to be
My lady, my baby
[Verse 2: Wale]
Flower bomb, can I blow up on your mind
This is not no Sandra Bull, but you're Potion #9
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
And I hate to tell you too much, cuz I stay with too much pride
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need
no rush
Don't believe in love at first sight, but I believe in love at first huh
Can I be with you just one night? I could wear you out inside
I could tell you like persistence, but I make you cum in tri's
I just think we need one night, can't decide if I came right
Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right
I ain't thinking I ain't right, can't decide but I can't fight
Easy baby you the bomb and all, but I be damned if I do not land
mine
Or at least try, can I speak up? was it peace out? can we eat lunch?
Can we take shots with your flavor, flat drinks we call A cups
I just think I need one night, slightly more if it's done right
With that gorgeous face, I don't know your name, it ain't important
babe cuz I'mma call you Mine
[Hook: Miguel]
[Bridge: Miguel]
Cuz i don't know you, you don't know me
clock keeps tickin' baby, what's it gonna be
I don't know you, you don't know me
Let me teach you all the sounds of love
[Outro: Miguel]
Ahhhh, ayyyyy, eeeeee, ahh ohh ooo
[Verse 1: Wale]
Okay heaven sent this melody so let me sing it to ya
And I call you Ms. Folarin see that got a ring, don't it
And I got this thing for ya my infiniti's infiniti
Put that on everything these other bitches anything
Shit
I'm just tryna chill a bit play with it and blaze a bit,
Then play you all my latest shit
Lately I been stressing so I need you like I'm crazy
Music full of relevant and money's overrated
That's why I spend it like I look at it with hatred
To look at you is painful, cause I ain't seen you naked
But I'm a wait it out I'm bout to see that drought
Cause if I hit it now these feelings take a different route
So, I'm on some 40 days and night shit
Feeling like it's Ramadan and I just need a bite quick
Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift
So I'm a be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss
[Chorus: Lloyd]
Let's chill
Girl I don't want to rush tonight
Take your time when you're with me baby
So I can give you what you need, I know what you like
Let's Chill
It's obvious that girl you're fine
But I just wanna make love to your mind
So if you open up your heart I'll give you mine
Let's Chill
[Verse 2: Wale]
Usually ain't nothing
Usually one and done up she done up and looking beautiful
That don't mean I'm a stunt up
No need to rush it, we got forever babygirl
We getting closer every moment I've been waiting for it
Ain't saying I don't need it, if you gave it I would take it
Have you shaken I would break you off
Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all
And I can show you all this love without a bit of sex involved
Maybe I foreplay it, maybe I kiss it lady, and even if we don't speak you still as immations/imitations [?]
That's how this lovin be, love it when she under me
She say that she celibate, I penetrate her mentally
So if it's meant to be, then it's meant to be
Hold on to the now, cause I know sex be changing everything
If it's meant to be, then it's meant to be
She say I think I'm ready, if it change just remember me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lloyd]
Aww girl, good sex and money ain't all I have to give
There's no counterfeit but least [?] naw girl it's real
It's a quarter to light, the perfect time to chill
You mean more than a million girls
Ooohhhh So Let's Chill
[Chorus]
C'mon and let's chill baby
Yeah
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So the ones eye has freak don't run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
I just wanna treat you like the woman that you need to be
I be on that Peter Pan that NYC you need in me then hit me
Commend me no not really, and shawty don't be silly
We ain't trippin of the history this a one nighta
And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter
If there's no I.D. adios got no interest in minors
I'm on my grown man B.I you see why
Cause these lil broads think it's not alright to be bi
I'm messin with you, you comfortable with it I nevermind
You never play with young boys cause they never private
And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet
The only one that's not patronin designate your drivin
Ok just listen up a little
That nuvo or that goose egg how you loosin your religion
Hey man, they say you only live once
So go to work for what you need but I'm a give you what you want
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So the ones eye has freak don't run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon let it loose, hey
Let it loose (hey)
She want you to stroke her (yea) and have fun
Now tell em,
It's in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
Tell them girls right there that the man right here
Tell em,
It's in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
Tell them girls right there that the man right here
Is you workin hard (yeah)
How you get around (car)
Is you getting money (yeah)
Is that money yours (aww)
She don't even need a job, got one anyways
She sit up at her desk on Perez All Day
Then bossip for gossip, Why be up in concrete
Then she on her facebook like when we finna party
Twitta with her home girls like what we finna do
They like we gon hit the club but can I hold on to your shoes
Ok now everythings wonderful,
Thick girls, small friend, please watch and tell me miss
3 before 12:11, 31 then go in
And they gon get a table cause they flirt with the promoter
Vodka and soda, pineapple and patrone
Now hold up be a second, and pose for the photo
Pose, click, pose, click
Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So the ones eye has freak don't run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon let it loose, hey
Let it loose (hey)
[1st verse - wale]
chopper the don with it, i wrote lyrics
they ain't grossing a million, liquid don't form an opinion
i'm sort of a genius, nothing short of a legend
sort of tommy lasorda
the way i'm sorting these pitchers
pitchers whatever, f-ck it my speech is off
weekend trip to wherever, only heaven is far
metaphors in every color, these indelible bars
jordan 4 seated floorside sittin with mobs
only fear is mediocrity
every time i got a beat i feel like i don't gotta sleep
you keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling
shot for all them shots coming out them beaks
sort of like socrates and a prodigy
you can't kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer teams
people f-ckin' with me, they ain't f-ckin with you
lyrically sup hmm being generous too
i remember a nigga demo just sit in a room
made some moves, now i'm known to spit december to june
rented a coupe – cool – met me a chick
always keep a rubber, word to telling your kids
if you gon do what you gon do, go handle your biz
or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill
for real, you real then i don't need to say it
it's something to be great, it's nothing to be famous..
[hook x2]
f-ck fame, f-ck money
f-ck everything anyone can take from me
it ain't hard to make money
we young niggas, we just tryna be legendary
[2nd verse - wale]
zoning my 2nd bottle, focused still on tomorrow
'so what thoughts' keep me anxious, moet gon' keep me calmer
poetry keep her honest, these readings stevie could draw up
don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author
i don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking
and you know you run shit when they pay you good for walk-ins
failure is not an option, success is just a process
[intro]
turn up that music
i got to fight this
i want to fight the music on this one
i was gonna write you a poem today
but i was like, fuck it
i was feelin' myself, you know?
[hook]
illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down
illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
pray you rich in confidence
now i'm paying you mind
look, the illest bitch alive, the illest bitch alive!
yeah, one time for the
one time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
[verse 1: wale]
working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
no the time, no what it's like
no one notice your plight
no one notice your struggle
no one know what it's like
how you hold in emotion
while holding in life
man, straight and no fucking
women's pain got her stressin
i can't touch her, so for pleasure
i get special attention
yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side
and the deeper that mean she get the sweeter
rise for her
[hook]
illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down
illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
pray you rich in confidence
now i'm paying you mind
look, the illest bitch alive, the illest bitch alive!
yeah, one time for the
one time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
[verse 2: wale]
baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak
ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too week
couple shy of a month, i ain't runnin' you up
when it be too loose or you be too late
we ain't tyin' no knot
and i know it's double standards when you're fuckin' with us
but i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
new louboutins when she dressin', louboutin
please correct me, scratch marks
make her self conscience, i kiss her where we're sexin'
yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown
smokin' loud, blowin' now when the law ain't around
when it comes to underwater i get nautical shawtie
yeah, you leavin' alone but came here with multiple shawtie
[hook]
illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down
illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
pray you rich in confidence
now i'm paying you mind
look, the illest bitch alive, the illest bitch alive!
yeah, one time for the
one time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
[outro - read as poetry]
and i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today
but, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say
perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her (?)
and this world's mine, but the womb is hers
ms. mother nature i pray that our daughters carry and favor your genes
and when you take off your jeans you get all the me that you need
that you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means
and for what it's worth, i wrote a couple words to help you see...
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
(Here comes the ice cream truck)
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
(I got ya'll this summer)
(WALE!)
(You my ice cream (my BKS) girl)
(You my BKS)
Like somethin on my mind I'm finna let it know it,
She heard I was a mac I heard she was a roller,
And this is how I'm going, your man ain't gotta know it, and I don't give em rides baby girl take a token, go in, and I ain't never loafin, cause 2-5 got me, they know me out the cordas, and I'm a know court with a flow like no one(? HUH) and I don't give em roses 'less it's Rosé Moët, hold it, Wale folarin, Saks fifth ave. when they shoppin at Target, got it, homie where you want it, my studio a day spa, booth, a stunna, on another level here, ya'll all irrelevant, anywhere the fakin' wale will carmello 'em, (Ooh),
I'm out I'm dayster by the time u come back the team just ain't yours
Two scoops, shorty get that ice cream,
(Sing it to me girl)
Get that ice cream get that get that ice cream
(Ooh cherry on top, she like it on top and when I hit the spot the cherry gon pop, the cherry gon pop the cherry gon pop and when I hit the spot the cherry gon pop)
She say she ain't with it, she say she got a nigga, she wasn't no beep, until she heard the lyrics, that what I call spittin, sixteens official, French Vanilla kissin put that come in the middle, the cherry on top, she like it on top and when I hit the spot the cherry gon pop, the area I'm at put my city on the map and, I'm making that guap while this is for the rap (wale!) that's me (wale!) they not me I'm the intergrate name the haters watch me, leave em with a reason, all the reason to be mad, you'll never find better go explore like reaction, this is rap with a go-go attachment, I'm Dapper like a hand shake partner, I curry chicken ass niggas like bod swad hip hop and go-go the world gon rock that,
Two scoops shorty get that ice cream.
[Chorus]
Now I've met a lot of women with them uptown women make me love em just a little they my ice cream girl, had an east street banger, beautiful endangerous, listen to me baby, she my ice cream girl, had a largo slammer with a girl not a man still take em by the hand she my ice cream girl
Had a forest creek diva, sneak game clean, and I put her on my team she my ice cream girl, had a youngin and out riggs I wanted to get the kids we separated but still she my ice cream girl
Had a south side rider, right to the side, I mean ain't gon lie she my ice cream girl, had a young and out nova, nuttin but the couture, and we still close she my ice cream girl, DC VA, women of the world you messin with wale you my ice cream girl,
If I ever disappoint ya'll
Then appoint me to the lord right now
Cause right now
I'm ever so closer to exposing a culture, an unmarked source
An untapped market
My target consumer's consumed in the music of Wale's movement
Love day coming soon, as soon as it drop
I'm a bring back June
That's fire, and I ain't even lying
My revolution is not televised
The betterment of music
I do it for the lovers
The ones opposed: muh'fuck 'em
They can't touch us
Can't fuck with the flow
Selling better rap to an elephant
Hold up, a rat to an elephant
An elephant's fierce
So I elevate here with the presence of a rat
So every time I rap, big niggas get scared
Hey, rewind that back
Yeah, I think I might lose em
Apparently they all Terrence Newman
You can't cover me
You like a newspaper blanket
Used by the bums at the station
Insufficient to the winds, a nigger get it in
The city on my back I will carry till we win
A 2 year plan to resurrect rap
A Grammy for my man while I elevate the cap
I meditate fast and pray that one day
We'll hold it down now too siempre
When they say they hate me
They say cause they ain't me
But niggas can't faze me
No, cause the radio play me
On heavy rotation
And those niggas hatin
[Chorus: Gnarls Barkley]
What's the problem is you dumb or stupid
Nah, ya'll just crazy
They say I'm too shallow
And my material is so materialistic
That when I give them that conscious
They subconsciously don't acknowledge my comments
So I've opted to subliminally slip content that's somewhat conscious
Every so often, so it's really subconscious
Under the surface it work like gospel
And top if it, my topics is
More relevant here to the common man
There's a lot more common man than there's hustlers
Notice how my commons ad I got bucks up [? ]
I got bucks on
I love shoes and my MTs get it, if you don't get it fuck you
I love food in a metaphorical sense
When it's money on the plate, I shake, I'm gluttonous
They loving my composure
My composition book's golden
I leave my competition hopin'
Soaking in defeat like pedicure
Get it? Nevermind, you wasn't ready for it
Machete sword flow
I get into when the pen do what the pen do, bitch move
Skip school, nigga I ain't got class
That's why I grab ass every time I watch it pass
I meditate fast and pray that one day
We'll hold it down now too siempre
When they say they hate me
They say cause they ain't me
But niggas can't faze me
No, cause the radio play me
On heavy rotation
And those niggas hatin
[Hook: roscoe dash]
We poppin bottles of the pink shit take 'em to the dome
We ain't ever on that weak shit always blowin' on that strong
Every day we party till early in the morning
Put that shit on instagram so they know i'm puttin on
I know you see me, yeah, i be puttin' on
[verse 1: wale]
I know you see me with your lookin' ass
What the fuck you lookin' at
This is mmg and we don't speak to all you fuckin' crabs
Got a bunch of cash but money is under fam
I'd rather be over-prepared than slip in here understaffed
Did you understand i'm down to ride with my niggas
Just a double m you can't fuck with them unless your certified to ride with us
Keep the broads far above my business and my mind following the ditches
And i ain't trippin off of potential that's another word for ain't this shit
Work, and i put d.c. on, we ain't been this high since the e.r., see r
You niggas be some peons, talkin bout y'all be gone
Whole time niggas wanting swing plans, tee-ball
[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
Hundred thousands hundred thousands, i be throwin' hundred thousands
I know why they trustin me cause i got all these funds around 'em
My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around 'em
Educated sisters to bitches dancin' with ones around 'em
I know you think all we do is have fun around here
But i'm from a city where young niggas carry guns
Don't single out any corner its poppin' on every one
They talking about what they goin' do its probably already done
I'm running through cake runnin' through states
Take your one to the face every one or two cakes
Just bought a new crib, that's a wonderful space
Ask me how i feel i got it so my nigga
[verse 3: french montana]
I be cooler than a motherfucker
Wanna hit the fans selling work on the internet call it instagram
And you know i do it for my city, you know i'm puttin' on
Hundred racks on this clothes a nigga puttin' on
Self made, self paid forty on my belt waist
Underground lobster feast get a shell face
I be twisted off of molly doe, chopped bricks karate doe
Closet two floors safari doe
Brown [bag paper](undefined) tag nigga can't pay for swag
We know we love the game but we hate to brag, montana
[Kid Cudi]
Shawty, no joking
And I'm hoping, if not slowing
Gotta just keep on rollin'
I'm joking (homeboy moving fast)
And I'm hoping (praying that I don't crash)
(All I know is) I'm not slowing
Gotta just keep on rolling
Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused
Moving fast
And I'm hoping, praying I don't crash
All I know is I'm not slowing
Gotta just keep on rolling
Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused
[Verse 1 - Wale]
Pulling up once, I'mma lit mine up
Fill up the plug, let me light my blunt
And I don't really know what the f-cks in my cup
But a couple shots of it got a nigga unstuck
I'm just here to have a good time
A lil white chick, a lil white wine
Outta town, spent a couple nights at chows
Smoking weed in the suites, til we out of towels
And don't bother me, high shit for my broccoli
Fly shit for no goddamn reason and Ya'll aight but y'all not like me
It's MMG and thats my clique
Thats BOA see thats my set
MY CDG shit match my kicks
An apostrophe I'm behind that S
Or that Black beemer, black to pick me up
Back wood, the tree I'm ashing out?, I'm kickin my raps good
With or without sales I'm killing these blackheads my rap is Noxema
haha, light it up for a nigga, one or two hoes aint enough for a nigga
One or two bottles aint enough for a nigga
Redberry everywhere got Puff gettin'jealous
[Kid Cudi - Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Wale]
One night love, I'mma need that
He could own that, shawty, I'ma lease that
I'ma put you in the game where your kicks at
I'mma sign that work and release that
I don't be where the crowds or police at
I just be where the cash and the freaks at
Smoking Green Bay nigga, I'm a cheesehead
In a Lambo, see me with the G's at
$10K in my camos, word. 10 Js and I can't move
Shades： LV was a little dough
Going hard for the days I was piss poor
And go hard cause I feel it's only right to
Maybach. G.O.O.D music, the right move
Girls say everything that I write smooth
F-ck rap, I'm getting pussy off of Haiku
One time for the girls with the right shoes
F-ckin with a dude probably the right move
Two times for the chicks with the right back
If it's right tonight, I might bite that
3 times, show me your peace sign
Not with your hand girl, open your knees out!
Look, money will leap out, ttuntin when we out
Double MG, OUT!
[Talking:]
Uh, Yea Yea, Turn Me Up A Lil Bit
Uh, Guess What's Been On My Mind?
[Hook:]
I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away
(Okay Now Pick It Up And Go, Go,
Pick It Up And Go, Pick It Up And Go, Go)
I've Gots To Get Away, I've Got To Fly Away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 1:]
Look Sometimes It Ain't Worth It
A Lovely Outer Surface
A Pity Party I'm Throwin'
Sometimes I Feel So Worthless
I Feel My Work Ain't Enough
I Feel They Praisin Too Much
Or Now They Don't Praise Enough
Them Niggas Hate Me For What?
One Of Us Crazy, I'm Frustrated
Disgusted With 'Em
They Shoopin' My Religon
So MuthaFuck The System
And MuthaFuck The Quota
And Hail My Color Purple
And I Ain't Talkin Oprah
It's Me My Eyes Lower
I Should Have Been A Chauffer
My Driver's Like Noone
Well Rick James, Maury, Jane
MuthaFuck Ya Sofa
I Mean Your Couch I'm Jokin'
I'm On The Couch Toastin'
A Bitch Is Nothin' But A Dog
Who Ain't House-Broken
I'm In Your Spouse Strokin'
What Are My Immorals
But Most Of The Time
I Lose My Mind For Divine Oral
Ya'll Define Normal
That's Why They Don't Get Me
And There Is No Chemistry
With Joe Schmo's In Me
And Those Oppose In Me
Have No Souls Indeed
I'm Like A Parapleg
I Don't Know Defeat
[Talking:]
Or Never Felt It
We Gone Keep Going
[Hook:]
I've Gots To Get Away, I've Gots To Fly Away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 2:]
Visions Of PO-PO, Visions Of Sirens
Visions Of Handcuffs They Comin' Up
In My Dreams, Stomach Is Rumbling
They Say I Don't Never Smile
Or Never Say Never Though I Admit
That It's Been Awhile
You Never Tire, Might As Well As Inspire
And He Who Satisfy, Might As Well As Retire
Them Bastards Is Stagnant, My Path's Everlastin'
I've Mastered This Ask Of Me, My Raff Ain't Practice
I Refuse The Ration Allowed With These Assholes
That Naturally Act Like These Raps Is A Mattress
To The Yawners, To The Sleepers
To Be Honest, I Need Ya
So My Armor, Can Strengthen
So Keep Talkin' Ya'll Pieces, Uh
I Beach Chair, With My Malibu Vision
Eatin No Boo Dishes, With My Soul Food Princess
By The Water, Au Revoir To My Audience
Left My Home Alone, You Can Call Me Macaulay Bitch
[Hook:]
I've Gots To Get Away, I've Gots To Fly Away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away
[Whispering: Lil Duval]
Fairytale
[Wale:]
Is it real girl?
Is it really real girl?
Is it really real girl?
Is it really real?
Something I can feel girl
Worth a couple bills
Or something that you paid for
Is it really real?
Uh, let me go with it
Let me flow with it
Yea it look official
But why it don't jiggle?
No I'm not trippin
And yea I been sippin
Her tax bracket been different since shawty started strippin
I'm a real nigga
I got a lot of manners
But shawty know I'm a rapper
So that don't even matter
Ass need a saddle
Shots like an addict
Mama made her pretty
Doctor made her fatter
I ain't gone judge
Throwin you a dub
Ass shots is a plus
Attention is a must
Never big enough
A twenty somethin cup
She was the queen of the club
See boy she been in love
[Hook: Wale & Lil Duval]
Yea back it up for a real nigga {Real Nigga}
You could probably fall in love with a real nigga {Real Nigga}
A lot of women think a butt is a meal ticket {Meal Ticket}
But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different
Yea Back it up for a real nigga
And you can probably get a cup from a real nigga
And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
You fairytaling but I'm liable to still hit it
[Lil Duval:]
8shots of cc's will have that ass looking so right {right}
You might live and you might die
But who gives a fuck you here tonight
Ah yea Lord
[Comedy skit: Lil Duval]
And it's simple as that baby
We wrote this song
Not to shit on you
But to embrace it
But you must know you have to do it in moderation
Make sure the shit proportional
We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots
Then you look like a fucking fool
Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck
Bitches with big asses
Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass
How the fuck you wipe your ass
You can't be wiping your ass
It got to be a lot of shit in your ass
I can barely wipe my ass
Cause I got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
I'm just saying
Get the ass shots right
8shots of cc's will have that ass looking so right {right}
You might live and you might die
But who gives a fuck you here tonight
And if you light skin you might want to be careful
You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass
I've seen it
Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit
Yea, I been humble too long
Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war
Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor
And this is DC where the rich see the poor
Cause they right down the street
My chances were shallow somehow I'm so deep
My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
Take Cee around town as if everything cheap
Shawty put it on me
Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth
Take you out kentland and show you a zoo
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you I'm cool
Pathological lies even though I'm the truth
Ride through my city car black can't see out
If I get stopped copper pissed through the weed out
God know me and God love me so fuck y'all
Love bitches that love reading and love malls
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed
Yea, underrated like a muthafucka
Lightening, rain on this muthafucka
Writing, amazing with this muthafucka
I lay a16 they go crazy in this muthafucka
Okay, fucking with me nigga no way
No days Off and that's even on a snow day
Closed case I'm a muthafuckin g
Stunting 16 wearing something obscene Joe
Come see real niggas on my team
Though I know a couple niggas trynaa have my long jeans Joe
And that's Jay line I had to quote that
And I'm a black star that's word to Mos Def
Hate a lot of y'all don't gotta go in depth
Smoking on that loud kinda feel like I'm going deaf
I got rhymes for days nigga I'm cold
Y'all niggas can leave if my niggas a go
Y'all won't even breath if I tell them to go
My goal is going gold with out selling my soul
Why probe our ass
Why a black nigga take ass over class
Can't win with a passive attack
I ain't sold too many records cause the math was inaccurate
Bad bitches have us bag full of magnums
Y'all won't, but you know I'm kinda like Accra
That's the capital of Ghana for you idiots
i try to tell them i'm one of the
best thinkers of this class i'm in
[verse 1]
yeah, i'mma let the chips fall
niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall
niggas is starring like a synagogue: think about it
centerfold bitches prolly couldn't get a drink up out me
they say i need some guidance
but i think they need a stylist
bitch you should see my wallet
this bitch gonna need pilates
and you can't see folarin
what the fuck are you, retarded?
i ain't hugging the corner, but i hustle so enormous
a modern day goodfella, i'm ray liotta
loud smoking so pass the l like a semicolon
the bentley is rented but i got many chauffers
foamposites if you ain't got em then you penny-loafing!
under-rated that's temporarily for the moment
only marry your woman if mama cold as willona
see, i'm second to no one
i'm the messenger-poet
they slowly showin they colors
they music good but they bogus
wale
[hook] x3
they talkin
talkin bout folarin
[verse 2]
verse 2 gon be fuckin with verse 1
especially when you're writing shit that can never be done
that kevin love flow
bored of the shooters
my women be in the newest
yo bitches should buy a loofah
where i'm from they is ruthless
babies turn into shooters
crazy talking and foolish
you catch a shell like a koopa
and i don't give a fuck, see my bitches is kama sutra
one of them bitches is cute, the rest of them congruent
why you talking my nigga? just go and do it
niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music
i'm trend-setting, despite of all the ?
still got me another deal because any nigga in music
the remedy is get your hustle on
fuck a broad unless you love a broad
well in that case, brother, then love her on
put my trust in my dog
put my trust in my god
'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law
[Intro: x3]
That's muh name don't forget
It's not a game
Hold ya dame
Cause muh thang sumthin vicious
I'm not from Northeast but I'm guaruanteed to groove
[Chorus: x2]
Shake it, Shake it shake it, shake it, shake it shake it, shake it, shake it shake it shake it U gon move girl
[Verse 1:]
Guess where I lay u prolly kno me from da rap
Home of da Terrapins slangers of da crack
Uptown roamers to southside riders
I bump sellin dro move boat lyk pirates
Shake it for me darlin naw I ain't dancin
Ignorant az eva don't b trippin where muh hands is
Handcuff a chick naw bama niggaz grip bras
Me I'm finna hit it and ditch it and dats a dig ya'll
[Pre-Chorus 1:]
(Gogo playin)
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Please don't step on da shoes cause I'm twisted
Those that u seen are 350
And we lifted
Rollin st8 swishes
Rollers get a whif and get back lyk swishes
Neva hit da backboard
Rollin up da back four
And dat broad get crank lyk Backyard
She baggin on me man and I ain't up to paper
When a broad try and playin a playa
Dis is what u say u say
[Pre-Chorus 2:]
Come her girl I said come her girl I said come her girl I said (ha ha ha ha)
Come her girl I said come her girl I said come her girl I said
[Verse 3:]
I dig she under dug it
I dig it she unda covas
I give her da diggin and den she really gon b n luv
But I ain't goin dig it if she ain't really with it
Got no tyme for da fake and what I'm sayin is u gon give it lyk
[Pre-Chorus 1:]
(Gogo playin)
[Chorus]
[Verse 4:]
Well I ain't spendin cash for it I ain't even ask 4 it
I'm badd and I'm flya den ya passport
The embassador of rap 4 da capital
Prolly gon grab it when I grind n2 da back of her lyk
[Pre-Chorus 2]
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Na Na Na Na… Na Na Na Na… Hey Hey Hey… Goodbye… Hey!
[Lady GaGa]
Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
[Wale]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale
[Wale]
- This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I’m everybody problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin about “How you got them? ”
Let’s talk about the cars ya’ll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a Lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You - mad that you not me
I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain’t heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, gear on my
Millionaire Frames, that’s money on my mind, WALE
[Lady GaGa]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International… Whoaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YES
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at us
[Wale]
Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
Ho’s call me “Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang”
You redundant, you never ever change
And I’m the same way, M.I.A.
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can’t control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain’t heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I made ya’ll love it
We don’t cop plea’s, but ya’ll don’t cop nothin
Police come around don’t nobody say nothin
And you be with the cops, you is McLovin
Dark liquor till we busted
Till I got a buzz like that Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain’t scared of none of ya!
[Lady GaGa]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International… Whoaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YES
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at us
[Wale]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, Came to get It
My name Wale
[Wale]
Dre, pick ‘em, ah, pick’em, I’ll shut em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see ‘em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya’ll to see
Ain’t I something? The way I’m stuntin
My material girls give ‘em A-Rod money!
LV on my luggage
Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, -‘em
[Lady GaGa]
Lookin at, lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
[Wale]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get It
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Hey sweetheart, wassup boo
Whatchu up to?
More club moves?
I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
It's four now, the clubs over
I call her, but oh hold up
Ya'll know what? ignore button
Or the phone die, that's?
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those niggas on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
So it leaved me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her?
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say "stay", she wanna leave
She up on her car so I gotta be
I'm a let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you wondering "wait"
And I ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you, babe
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
So play this shit while you contemplate
So play this shit while you contemplate
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Them people, they talking
Them lights, they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know, til I found it
To be honest, I'm modest
One hater for every nigga on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother? why talk to em?
Where God at? I need to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don't let me break, please make me stronger
How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With courtney love and late washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This ain't her, chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas... ?
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I can't cope, I can't think
I can't breathe, this ain't me
This ain't easy, I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me?
I can't think, am I doing this for them or me?
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Bust a dance move
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Look, look
Yeah lot of strong
All up in they v.i
Smokin' on what seems to be loud
I'm lookin' like Mr. Miya
Lot of shones
Nigga can't you tell that we high?
And before I leave, I'll peace out
Let me see that camel, 3 times
Slight work though, nightwork though, my girl don't
Y'all girl go where my girl go and you there alone
2 nights, made a hundred grand
Pair of Nikes like one to ten
It was hustle time and y'all walked it out
When the money right, y'all runnin' man
Pullin up the whole?
Geechin' out with no cataract
If you could understand what this watch cost
You would understand why I try and adapt
Me and him cannot shake hands, why trap when I'm a free man?
You so a loss, you a robot, who done told y'all niggas to break dance?
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
The NFL must think I'm a damn fool
Every time I touch down, I bust a dance move
They use to have a movement, now they can't move
Used to be on that glizzy like van couv
Bout' to make em'? move, L.A to ST.LOU
Say you got them toys, that santa story just ain't true
Say you get this money, I'm no snitch I can't tell
Call me MC Hammer, name a bitch that I ain't nail
Can't touch this, you know that you can't touch this
All black jewelry, now that shit do it justice
Polo come and bust this, you look like you does this
Come and rub my hair girl, teach me how to Douglas
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
[Verse 1]
Yeah
See, breaking up it's hard to move along it's even harder
It's over she got colder now can't locate where her heart is
And I'm just being honest, since we not even talking
My mind won't let you go
She even consider stalking na
You know I be teasin' no
You know that my ego won't
Thought this was forever love
Guess that was just seasonal
She got back with her old boy
She's probably had a reason though
Although thought that we would grow
Guess that wasn't feasable
But we ain't gotta be beefin tho
I miss you at my recent show
Speak to cj often tho
Sometimes I just wanna speak you up
Yeah, hit you up, or call you up, or send a text
Your new man got my respect
So if I do call it's just a check
Heard that you ight though
My nigga for life though
It's funny how this life go
We love for a while then a light goes
Took me a while just to write those
Pride I had to fight so I'mma stop right here
And I know you don't care
This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.
Yeah. Uh
The long road to success is dangerous
That's why I never claimed I was the best.
I want to be their breath.
Don't want to be the king
Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams.
But an ordinary thing, history I'm a make.
Typically, those great have predetermined faith.
Mostly 'cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate.
Nigga's carnivore when there's so much at steak.
Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother.
But I'm a man first and I demand my respect from all 'em.
Success sweet, nucka, is why I keep lookin'
But every other bite it slightly needs suga
Like whenever I look up, I'm expecting the light
I'm abusing the sunshine so I'm technically blind.
Translation cause my life is too sweet,
I can always go home and look down my street.
(It's bittersweet)
This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.
This is a bittersweet life (life) [x2]
Uh, this bittersweetness of this artform,
Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone
Understand every imperfection,
I just embrace it and take it in within my essence.
With little effort, soon they will all respect it
I am the smelling-salt to whom soever narcoleptic
Success is what I work for, and when them dudes hate,
They make it worth more.
Chris Wale said the sky was the limit,
And only make news when your quarters are in it
So I'm a push it to the end and take quarters on shots
If I'm in gin till I win it.
Or pain kill it, cause I ain't tryin to feel it.
See I'm just tryin to fill up banks like Hilla-
Read all about me, believe that without me,
There is truth in these lies and they bleed on without me.
This is a symphony
The bittersweet of life, of life.
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
Run utill you see light, till you see light.
Featuring: TCB
Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave
I'm why baby fathers kirk
[Verse 1 wale]
Made it big with gogo
And I made it with that dough flow
This one right here for dc
This one right here for polo
Tee my pa palace flow hugo boss new balance flow
Here they keep a rachet close
And tend to think irrational
Bait bait bait bait
Bet I get like 8 of them
They clapping and we balling
No outfitting we at stadiums
(Bait bait bait bait) boa lil g, moco, cobain and tre
Floor seats at that wizards game
So close I could give flip a play
Ha my mojo back
Majors gon' bring hovo back
Shout out chicken getting chicken
Like my north east homie fats
Who that nigga she fool with?
He don't do the same
Babygirl I just move them
I got that goodman game
[Verse- tcb]
(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your tripping
She's on my line like I'm fishing
[Hook- wale & tcb]
(I got that) work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
(Bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
Talk a little g not to mention we got that
[Wale-verse 2]
Uh riding round I got some towson bait
She said I'm her hideaway I get her off like a holiday
Yeah that girl is top heavy for days
That bottom half is fishy. what you a mermaid?
Getting on my level joe nuvo new and yellow too
They not pulling indo green like smoking whent that rello broke
Never did I pedal coke but tony louis said I'm dope
And tony jr. said I'm the hope
Big homie hov said I am flose
And I got that bait they all bad
And they gonna fall in and out of love like my partner taz
They need something to keep I need something to grab
That's the end of my speech, I'm a need you to clap
[Hook- wale and tcb]
(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your tripping
She's on my line like I'm fishing
[Hook- wale & tcb]
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
Talk a little g not to mention we got that
[Tcb speaks]
Dc, maryland virginia this the part where I need all my sexy ladies to report to the dance floor
This bounce beat shit
Tcb, wale talk to them cuz
[Hook- wale]
Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
Work work work work all my bait I got to work
Aww your slum that got to hurt this summers mine I got to work
Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
Work work work work all my bait I got to work
Aww your slum that got to hurt this summers mine I got to work
[Wale-verse 3]
I ain't stopping till the town gets on
These joint here not found at the mall
Shorty I'm a dog don't handle no broad
I be calling out game like miles dfarms
I'm stuntin' yo shawty from 124
Make her come a bunch of times she buys be a bunch of clothes
Girl stop being falatious this mercades is spacious
Black and white through the city guess this is gentrification
That fire flow the finest women I adore
I'm cool with all these broads in here but I do not date lucaya hoes
Bait bait who's on my lets go lets go
[Hook tcb]
(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
She's on my line like I'm fishing
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
[Rick Ross]
She got me caught up in the moment
She got me caught up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
[Hook] x2
[Wale]
Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga
I can teach you, till you hate me but you hate them naval kisses
We can do like 8 positions
Hit it til your make up missing
Baby girl my stroke official
And you know I paint that picture
Hoes on my line, most of ‘em 9′s
Couple of ‘em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find
And I ain't always on the prowl its just my soda mixed with brown
Got me quite open for a while
So let me in or let me out
And I like my marijuana bright
And I like my window tinted out
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Yeah George you know what this about
I just might throw a big amount
Don’t know if I’m ‘posed to take you out
I just know I’m ‘posed to praise you up
Don’t mean I ain't ‘posed to take you down
Word up
[Hook] x2
[Meek Mill]
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money
yeah, turn the lights on
yeah, turn the lights on
yeah, turn the lights on
turn the lights on
[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
[meek mill]
these hoes be actin' up
and these nigggas be lettin' 'em
i crushed them hoes, i never let them rose
and these niggas be sweatin' 'em
cause i run shit, like edgerrin
or better yet, like rev and them
and on the bottom of my sneaks they red man
and i ain't talkin' 'bout no damn meth and them
they louis voutton and i super grind
see these stones, they super shine
i pop the perc, i get super high
and i drill your bitch, root canal
i rock tom ford, conchords
and i shine on these dime whores
this bitch bought me a rolex
and i still ain't got no time for her
these hoes be actin' up
these niggas be actin' tough
i'm in the phantom, i'm backin' up
and i'm bust down, but i'm strapped as f-ck
so hold your horses, polo horses
aston martin, we roll in royces
real niggas up in the building
them hoes choose us, ain't no more choices
[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
[wale]
these hoes be actin' up
see, me, i don't practice much
gold albums from the word of mouth
gold bottles in the back of us
these jones be broke as f-ck
too uptight, they won't open up
she got her arms folded and her ?
i'm like, what the f-ck is she here fo?
these hoes be actin' up
these niggas keep wifin' up
freeze homie, got me crackin' up
never spent no more than a night with her
these hoes be a f-ckin', joe
they'll never say a nigga didn't warn you though
cause you can hit my phone like four in the mornin'
and i be like, hah, told you so
[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoes be actin' up
big bread we rackin' up
straight to the back, see you up
cancel that bitch like, nino
ratchet ass ho, don't play with me
want to kobe me, want to humphrey me
want to michael me, russell me
take me to the bank and tiger me
now these hoes be actin' up
these clothes ten stacks and up
these cars 100 racks and up
these drums 100 rounds and up
bitch, blow me, like a trumpet
twenty thousand on it, hundreds
f-ck it, hundred, hundred, hundred
hundred, hundred, hundred, ah!
[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
[J. Cole]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me
[Wale]
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
[Wale]
Wale and we are not the same
Got bread in the diesel, got diesel in the check?
Rock Steady, me and my nigga Cole
Leave me a couple minutes, you leave me a couple hoes
Quite gifted, ambitions of life living
Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women
Ok you think a nigga shallow?
Ok, you probably think I get ‘em all with the cash flow
Actually I like a broad that can bag hoes
Thats how I rope em all down
See my last hoe (work)
Blast off (work)
Get involved
Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car
Thats one show, thats fifty large
Nigga I just glow, bright as any Debarge
I’m just tryna get ya comfortable
And its amazing what some liquor and a blunt’ll do
[J. Cole]
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
[J. Cole]
Hey, Cole World
Down for whatever
Boy got Dollars, Pounds or whatever
Being broke and its a Diddy ass world
Still found a way to get pretty ass girls
Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words
Cause you didn’t play the game right
Hey girl, before you throw it at me
You gotta make sure you aim right
Red dots cause I’m red hot
Seen, dead girl you smoking
I get paper like I a mail box, seen
But girl you got me open
Proceed, pocket full of G’s
Kush; baby mama less; yeah no seeds
Blow tree’s like a hurricane
Damn, if looks kill, than ya murderin’
Damn!
[J. Cole]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
[Wale]
I am what you want, cause you like what I make
I am what I am, and you is who I say
Go where you aint been
No reservation
And most hoes be so-so when they hold no make-up
Yeah, I got the flow that they know is the truth
It’s getting ugly in here, guess I coated the booth
After the club, gettin you open
And I’m talkin, passenger action
I’m pulling you over
And you walkin,
After the fact
It’s knowin’ it’s over
Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda
I am more than the dopest
I’m forever improving
They can’t f-ck with ya boy
Like a BYU Cougar
They 22′s or something
I’m brutal as a bazooka
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask hooka
Or who did, cause I did
Bitch I’m here and I’m it
And I’m is what you aint
Who’s iller, I’ll wait
Hold up!
[J. Cole]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Ambitious girl, the drive-drive me crazy
I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you
I'll pay you tuition, pray with you if you aint intuition
I'm tryna fxck the shxt out your aspirations
see, the last one I dated, I hated
we wake up, i go to work, she leave out
come back with some make up, high heels, and a purse, or
worse i ask, "Babygirl, what you aspire to be?"
she reply to me like, "why you perspiring me?" bxtch..
pardon me if I'm sweating you but,
I wanna see something else in you before I invest in you
ambitious girl, (what you sitting for)
I'd rather you tell me to hit you later,
because you gotta finish a paper
then to be in my face asking for a rosea cup
see these bxtches can't cut in yo business
I'm in love with your business
and your productivity is the reason I intrest, ambitious girl
see, I like the person that you are,
but I'm in love with the person that you have potential to be
and all your dreams sharing with me
and your secrets baring with me
and the flaws, you aint even got to mention to me,
ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams,
then to try to chase these men
that try to chase these skirts
that try to chase these shots with flavors that not even as sweet as her
my ambitious girl, I wont forget you,
I just reflect on how I aint met you, yet boo
you somewhere, getting your life in order
so for the time being, i hope this (overscribe) might support her
support her, or work her, she worth it
go girl X3, ambition
go girl X7, ambition
go girl X7, ambition
I said my name Wale, if you don't know me
You better read a book or something, this is D.C
By way of PG, we call that DMV
This song about you, then you probably need to leave
Pew! Diggity- go girl, you need to go for it
Jordan 4s won't find me in no loafers
Hold up, Maryland, I am so tour
I've been so thorough, that's what I boast for
I know you thinking, "I ain't gotta go there"
You sitting at the bar wearing Barbaro's hair
Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love
Blue eyes but she blacker than Kunta
We don't believe you, you need more people
You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you
Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out
Bartender, no ice, bring another shot
And I ain't tryna be trife when I call 'em out
I just call it like I see, know what I'm talking 'bout?
I gotta tell you right now
As much as I wanna leave
I gotta know if it's real or not
Ain't nothing fake about me
So if you wanna leave
I gotta know if it's real or not
[Rick Ross]
Ambition is a way of life, it's a mind set, ya followin'?
(M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross - Hook]
Tats all on my arm
Bitch all up on my mind
I got stacks all up in my charm
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition (it's my ambition)
I'm just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya)
Tats all on my arm
Yo bitch all on my mind
And I got stacks on all my charms
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition (it's my ambition)
I'm just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya)
[Wale]
Okay, tats all on my arm
These dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For the paper I'ma grind, it's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
Okay, tats all on my arm
These dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
All I know is this grind, it's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
[Wale - Verse 1]
I aint with the talking, see I'm just tryna focus
Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest
Tryna stay clear of my foes, and these shape shiftin'
Ya'll can't stick to no G-Code, see them snakes showing you more
Get my taste from all of my
My mates calling me gifted, February cold as my heart
Thats why your date is probably missing
Late for love and be trippin'
Man it takes cigar and start fillin'
I got a green bag with the blue strands
I smoke the Margerie Simpson
Got a broken heart that needs fixin'
And I don't rely on no
And I don't reply to most BBM's
So when you see an R don't be trippin'
MMG obviously winnin', niggas talk much harder, we livin'
And I swear to lord I've been down to Earth
More times than not I be lifted
[Hook]
[Wale - Verse 2]
I aint with the rappin', see I'm just tryna focus
Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest
Tats all on my arm, these suckas say I'm that bomb
3 J's took me this high, 6 O's paid for my car
3 M's on my New Balance, I'm here to shine when I'm tracking
What you doing Ross, drop a hundred thousand and you know you 'posed to be stacking
I should Michael Jordan these rappers, man I'm twice as cold as these rappers
haha, hold up, let me wipe a dose with these rappers
And I like the .. to need passion, And I like my girls with Ambition
You see money talking these days and you thought the shorty wasn't listening
You aint dreamin dog you aint living
Even when I sleep I got vision
Even when ya deep, yeah still I sweep
I don't fiend for beef I eat
[Chorus: Wale]
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe.
[Verse 1: Wale]
Momma ain't raise no fool true but me and my brother never made it out school she prayed on me passing that BAR it's way different ma you see I'm' passing out bars the definition of a jetsetter I'm hip hop still living like a good fella' castle and crooks sweater and the queen never trip she travel way faster than you rook niggas.Have you seen adiza with beaches that look like Eva with D cups with' a beach like an HBO feature at night a quarter-pound of sand in my un-released nikes bitch say I'm hot smoking on by the night nigga you don't know about the life when shit gets heavier than Norbert's wife but still gotta spit some enourmous ryhmes niggas more than like and more than likely when you return home you ignored by the gorgeous wife cause she feel slighted and you don't want to fight with her cause' you tired but now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land feet feel swollen, you gone from the zanex and this is the life with the mic in your hand
Ya ya
[Chorus:]
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe, sing to em' shorty.
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
[Verse 2: Wale]
See Dre' did scottland and everybody jocked him I did scottland and got no props for it naw that just fucked up my jay's which fucked up my day rock walley's on stage
Freezing my willy off, no hotel I'm back on the plane while they was like go whale I'm so well ahead of them I'm unpaved I did justice to Justice one fre' one thing that you niggas must acknowledge, I beat beats like pants on scottish whoa it's how it's dealt I've been over more water than than Neo Phelps.
It's harder when you by yourself my nigga Bun B. good health, my nigga Ron Fest never give about self cause we think about wealth like French do milfs on american Pie it's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lyings, the other half is out of them lines
Want to make a nigga like oh fuck relying so much that's it's on her, relying so much that it's over paid em' and they hate em' but they wrong for it D.C. no hooges I'm on first
[Chorus: Wale]
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe, sing to em' shorty.
[Chorus: Jasmine Sullivan]
[Chorus: Wale]
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid.
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe
Sing to em' shorty.
Ah, you say that you love me
Know that couldn't be real
My highschool girlfriend dykin', my side bitch and take her pill
And all these bitches that I hung with ain't doing too well
And every nigga that I hung with just use me for bail
Once considered a rouge, I was chilling alone
But I did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
Used to ride little buses, I ain't fuck with my teachers
They ain't fuck with me neither
15 and high on reefer
Thank God for what I did with blocking against this shaky defense
Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name
But if you're rap shit attendant I bet them feelings change
Look, just remember how that winning taste
Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
Love the game know this is coming from a different place
Different stage, you switching paces like them...
Look, just remember how that winning taste
Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
Love the game know this is coming from a different place
All the... all in the world...
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Look, I'm talking Reggie Bush, matter of fact ask Cameron Newton
Matter of fact go ask they schools how many jerseys they was moving
Thank you for they tuition, thank you for room and board
Most of the niggas got no pot to piss during fall
Niggas thinking in moving, AJ flipping computers
Brandon Davis had relations, what if Jimmer was screwing?
They hate on Calipari, but I never seen the problem
They get one season and poppin shit, at least he's being honest
They always in their class, they always at their practice
While they bumming for cash, you made it grip off a bracket
Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major
Just trying to go somewhere play somewhere with your players
Pardon me, European, fuck who your current team is
Cause every QB with my features is a Willie Beamen
We never gonna be shit, unless we believe we need shit
... to your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Varsity Blues y'all, Varsity Blues
Look, just remember how that winning taste
Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
[Intro:]
We Just Tryna Be
Like The Niggas That Came Before Us You Know
Hear Us Out
Mr. Underdog
They Don't Hear My Bark
Want The Title But I'm Always Fighting Under Card
Mr. Underrated, Tryna Make It, Yeah I'm Tryna Tell 'Em
I Ain't Tryna Be No
[Verse 1:]
And I Be Feeling Like Hova When Y'all Was Sleeping On Him
So Called Music Enthusiasts Ain't Even Know It
I Ain't Being Facetious Saying I Speak For The Culture
I Just See Through To My Roots Like I'm Greasing With Sulfur
Without No Reasonable Doubt Y'all Was All On The Sofa
By 2004, Jerseys Was Out Your Wardrobe
When I Read What I Wrote Feel Like I Reached Out A Holster
I'm Just Aiming What I'm Saying Hope You Bleed Out Emotion
I Ain't Saying I Don't Fuck With All These Other Niggas
I'm Just Saying I'm Above All These Other Niggas
Fake Hugs From All These Fuck Niggas
No Love For All These Sucka Niggas
Feeling Like Sean Carter Before The Diamond
You Know That Sort Of Rhyming Was Sort Of Head Of It's Timing
I Got That Same Hunger, Rock Ya For The Chain Hunger
That Going Through Some Things
Cause They Don't Hear The Shit I'm Saying Hunger
[Hook:]
Mr.Underdog
They Don't Hear The Bark
I Want That Title But They Got Me Fighting Under Card
Nigga Just Underrated, Hustling Just Tryna Make It
Fuck What Them Niggas Saying I Inspire For Greatness
Mr. Underdog And This Is Not A Bark
Under Ya Nose A Rose Grew With No Sun At All
I Ain't Stunting Y'all
Tell Them Niggas They Sleeping
Tell Them Niggas They Slipping
Tell Them Niggas That We Up
[Verse 2:]
Felling Like Rozay Before Jay
The Marathon Of This Game Always Changes In Pace
Now They Mention My Nigga With All The Greats
And Guess Who My Nigga Tell 'Em Is On The Way
You In Debt To The Game Success Is Expected
Fucking With Ricky Got Me Working Relentless In Sessions
Work Ethic Respected By By Several Record Executives
Well Dressed I'm Not The Type That Gets Reckless With Necklace
Underrated Overdressed Well Paid No Vistech
I'm A Top 10 Her Nigga Looking For Respect
There Was A Time When They Hated All The Southern Rappers
Now All Them Rappers Looking For Southern To Rap On
I Be Liking This Mula, It's Gone Talk If You Have It
By The Looks Of Your Balance You Acting Like Charlie Chaplan
Passion In Rapping A Blessing To Even See This
Some Of My Equals Didn't See Past Their Rookie Season
[Hook:]
Mr.Underdog
They Don't Hear The Bark
I Want That Title But They Got Me Fighting Under Card
Nigga Just Underrated, Hustling Just Tryna Make It
Fuck What Them Niggas Saying I Inspire For Greatness
Mr. Underdog And This Is Not A Bark
Under Ya Nose A Rose Grew With No Sun At All
I Ain't Stunting Y'all
Tell Them Niggas They Sleeping
Tell Them Niggas They Slipping
Tell Them Niggas That We Up, We Up
I Ain't Saying I Don't Fuck With All These Other Niggas
I'm Just Saying I'm Above All These Other Niggas
Fake Hugs From All Them Fuck Niggas
No Love For Them Sucka Niggas
I Ain't Saying I'm Above All These Other Niggas
I'm Just Saying I Don't Fuck With All These Other Niggas
Fake Hugs From All Them Fuck Niggas
No Love For All Them Sucka Niggas
Mr.Underdog
They Don't Hear The Bark
I Want That Title But They Got Me Fighting Under Card
Nigga Just Underrated, Hustling Just Tryna Make It
Fuck What Them Niggas Saying I Inspire For Greatness
Mr. Underdog And This Is Not A Bark
Under Ya Nose A Rose Grew With No Sun At All
I Ain't Stunting Y'all
Tell Them Niggas They Sleeping
Tell Them Niggas They Slipping
Ladies and Gentlemen
I ain't trynna be politically correct
But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect
And my vision isn't set on the money I get
But more less the vest I'm comin for ya'll neck
I ain't [? ] just feelin how you felt when you came [? ] change is imminent
I ask Mr. Wst for a lil bit of hope realize us new niggas gotta get it ourself
So I dreamed of presentin myself and the only thing I fear is I being shelved
The cocky, liveliest for nobody, book so many bitches couldn't of been in cum laude
Fuck the comradery with B rate artists
I'm ballin you niggas is Arliss so watch this
Always knew where the pot was
With no receivers had the pickin of a option
Tommie Frazier on the mulfuckin one or two's
Or Michael Vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through
Yea, 25, 25, 25 can I get 30 my side jones is fat and my freak jones is purdy
Why? Cause I Mac like Bernie and she swallow everything like Kirby
Not punkette but I hit it then I duck a bitch
And older women put a nigga on their Bucket list
Me against you the movie of the year
Cause you slum dawg and I'm the millionaire
Their buzz internet and mines in her net
Should know I'm winnin that Chanel fitted cap
I know they suck I'm just showin you where my city at
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
But since Mark put a nigga on that lily track
I had the British shows talkin bout bring him back
But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that
Cause I been drinkin till the point that I'm a dizzy rap
Scab, fix up look shop joe
[Intro: 2Pac]
When I was young I read a lot, I wrote poetry...
I would have been a totally different person
Had I not been exposed to these things
I'm not saying I'm going to change the world
But I guarantee I will spark the brain that will change the world...
[Verse: Wale]
Sometimes a simple cadence can get in the way of greatness of a nigga statements
I feel I know a little bit of everything but I've grown unfamiliar with limitations
See I'm just a narrator that's see the world as a nigga who never made it
I forever debate a nigga who stand in the way of my standing ovation
Nigga I'd be lying to tell you my mind isn't exhausted
But to recline is to say God's blessing isn't as awesome as I flaunted
See I got more haters and nay sayers than eight Lakers in Boston
So I happen to Phil Jacksons along the way with this talking
See I give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon
With a muzzle around em all a league full of dry rhymers I proceed to... cannonball
Loose cannon starts us off and crucified for the passionate ways...
I'm only but a man but man enough to challenge all
And I love you all
And I pray you just don't think I'm smart and see my vision and know my heart
This is 11.1.11... 11.1.11...
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters
Who been supporting me since day one can tell you niggas who fronted
Wale polish and guess what Wale got it...
I am just an artist
I am just a man
May not change the world
But let me inspire someone who can
(lil wayne sample)
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
And I don't give a fuck who don't.
(repeat x3)
(wale)
Yeah, uh, okay
Real niggas fuck wit us
Fuck u if u feelin different
Fuck u phony diamonds, fake bitches, and u lil get wits
Prince georges to the district, I be there cause I live it
Bought this shit from tuition, a couple years back aint seen my vision.
Runnin this bitch like I do not care, O.G. nikes my shoes so rare
Whole lotta haters wanna fight I swear, cause a nigga main jawn wanna do my hair
Twist me up, let me crank, rub my back, then let me lay, give me dome, then let me skate
Yall bullshittin still goin off gates
(fat trel)
I remember when I used to bust a mac wit my eyes closed
Then time rode, shawty choppin plus she get it showed
You tryn cop, I don't know u nigga, I don't know
You shop for hoes, I be searchin for them calicos
Police be lurkin I be swearvin in the Tahoe
Im still young, still thuggin, I do what u don't
And u do what u can, make u less of a man
His wife would fuck wit me and really he don't understand
(lil wayne sample)
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
And I don't give a fuck who don't.
(repeat x3)
(black cobain)
Hi hater, a rivederci its Co-bizzy
Hands on the paper, so far gone like I know Drizzy
They talk about me, but they count live wit out me,
I send my haters x and o's , that's how u feel about me
I aint bullshittin wit rap, we handle matadors, the CP3
I just rap game, I bet my nigga score
Flossy in my chip and peps, bitches and they neutrocepts
My bitches ballin to the mya moore's, YES
Im way better than all of them, way better than all of them
Mr. I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin him
Hate is the new love, wait, hate is the new drug
I body every beat and tell em bet they black suits up
Mr. Folarin said he got me trill rockin too,
This the board administration nigga who the fuck are you?
Pass me the purp, imma smoke to this
Getting money, duckin hatas, nigga I aint loafin biiitch
Cobain
(lil wayne sample)
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me
And I don't give a fuck who don't.
[Verse 1:]
Mine is family over everything
And getting money is the song I sing
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
He buy the Benz riding cause the crazy real estate
That's motivation, my people living wicked
That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes
And I got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important
Instead of birth they should've contemplated abortion
I got a girlfriend she like them Gucci shoes
She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo
Rolling in Porches I see it I need that panorama
I'm going gorilla on niggas I think I'm Che Guevara
I got Rozay and they with me it ain't another realer
Don't fuck with chickens them bitches will give you salmonella
This BOA, what's your motivation
I summed it up in a verse my Cali role is waiting
[Hook:]
I said patience persistence got the world listening
My city's culture to the game now in existence
What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation
Not concerned with most rappers me I'm a king
Bars crazy of course I'm living the dream
What's your motivation huh, What's your motivation
[Verse 2:]
Motivated no debate I'm a-fuckin-mazing
So fuck the speculation
Bitch I'm as cold as basements
See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite
Though you know you the greatest the totem pole is just way up
And you down hold it down for my nigga them
Lost my nigga last weak tears still lingering
Know it's strange growing pains have a way of teaching us
Know I'm chasing dreams I don; t ever care for sleeping much
Lacerate the swisher gotta fill it with some killa
Got me feeling light headed yea nigga for the realest
Weird niggas make sick too I don't need no pistol
Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school
Classes niggas ask me if they give a fuck
They blast for and I don't roll with no atheist
I give my lady love, I need my lady's love
You be trickers like Smokey tripping off angel dust
Tony Louis told me do it
Told me rep the city good keep the board moving
I'm a good winner, I'm a sore loser
And I be getting to the point just like a short hooper
Earl Boykins I 'm hearing voices I try and listen
Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols
I'm selling with them just try and listen I'm trynna get you
I'm trynna make a couple million off of my Ambition
[Talking: Rick Ross]
[Hook]
[Bridge: Tre of UCB]
I hear the people talking
I know these haters watching
I know the souls and spirits with me, walking with me
They can't break my concentration
I know the road I'm talking
I know the moves I'm making
I am my inspiration
I don't trust no one ,
I keep my friends close , enemies closer , fuck both , i dont trust no one ,
* Seinfeld skit*
When you strive for perfection ,
Desire get confused and you could lose your direction ,
I lost my connection with a bredjrin ,
Athlete mentality so fuck my competition ,
Me and him was homeless , maybe we still cool ,
But every time we book , we stay in our green room ,
Maybe its on me , or brother its on you ,
Or maybe its they fault that we aint holla since June ,
Fuck it we on the move , none of use tryna lose ,
I am out of this world and you a man on the moon ,
I'll meet you in the sky ,
Look this whole time , we was comin from separate towns tu hold down ,
I figure this where my heart at ,
This shit has got my soul ,
I tell them niggas picture me rollin i get the Kodak ,
If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer ,
I feel like Quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders ,
They say this media changed , these verses gettin strange ,
Who you know famous and rich can say the same.? ,
How can niggas blame us , i am not ashamed but ,
I don't understand how this game made us strangers , look ,
Competition , for the love and anyway it go , they gon remember us ,
My nigga , its all love , that's how this shit be goin when you go for number one ,
We tryna be number one , number one , we tryna be number one ,
When you strive for perfection ,
Desire get confused and you could lose your direction ,
I lost my connection with my woman ,
I needed her support but she was thinkin bout a marriage , FORGET IT.!
I know your love is the purest ,
But sexin without affection is necessary for some of us ,
Here's my heart you can hold it , I won't need it on this road trip ,
And I aint tryna cheat so go head , leave me to my lonesome ,
GO.! you free to go about your business ,
But if we back to business hope we resurrect the feelin ,
I'm a real nigga , them other niggas fill in ,
The only girl I say I love you , and i'm not pretendin ,
Look , I got no time for that type of connection ,
Meantime , I hope you keep your vagina protected ,
Your friends say , why we not together yet
Sad but its true , but I ain't on ya level yet ,
Tryna keep a level head , Workin like a Mexican ,
Runnin this bitch , feel like i deserve a medal here ,
First placin it , wine wastin it ,
With all due respect , I cant have you in the way of it ,
Competition , she in love , and anyway it go ,
I'm gon remember her , but still ,
My nature , its all love , that's how that shit be goin ,
She vying for number one , Tryna be number one ,
Listen, I said we gonna have a good time tonight
This evening I'm a take it, take it in (be right)
Say what, it's gon (be right)
Say what, it's gon (be right)
Yo Wale (be right)
Take them there nigga (be right)
[Verse 1:]
You heard knowledge is power,
Now you got a masters
To show you more massive then all them undergraduates
You know you so pretentious,
You love pretending like your love for learning
Could be applied to this shit
The line for jobs is quite high, no isn't it
His pride diminishes
His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him
The world got cold overnight now didn't it?
Post graduation now just a spokesman
For unemployed blacks who ain't sadly made it
Every day was a Saturday, shit
Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig
[Chorus:]
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders
Why me, I say it cause we number one
This why we get up in the morning
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
Believe that
It's gon be alright (be right)
[Verse 2:]
Get away, from it all he wanted to do
Suicide is easy, he got nothin to prove
Stuck in the pool, and it's suckin him in
It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss
Come here to picture how he bumping his fist
Ain't that a bloody bitch, she wasn't a bloody bitch
She laid, her body's gone tardy
Knowing you was getting by hardly
Knowing you can no longer party
Knowing you'll be followed by the bills like helotry
You're falling slowly
As you depart from your homies, earlier
You got a baby boy or girl in there
Years back you believed that the world was fair
But now it's more declare
You see the world is scary
And now the present got you struggling
But use tomorrow as a mull again, church
[Chorus:]
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders
Why me, I say it cause we number one
This why we get up in the morning
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
Believe that
It's gon be alright (be right)
[Verse 3:]
Old man cheat, baby girl been through it
And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that
It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that
Right, now you see it on care,
Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
Looking through your phone book, couldn't get a cell
Rebound slow you down but you gotta excel
See, and now life seem hard
Still looking through your call log like "did he call yet? "
You get your girl for something tight tomorrow
You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow
Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow,
When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer
I know it hurt but life's not perfect
Happiness is hard sometimes you gotta work for it
[Chorus:]
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders
Why me, I say it cause we number one
This why we get up in the morning
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
It's gon be alright (be right)
Believe that
I got that better love that no one better love
that hit it and gone tomorrow but this forever love
lemme mine ya til ur vagina is wet enough
and fill ur mind with pleasant thoughts of champagne by ya tub.
rose petals as u walk. u kno the floor dont need ta see ya.
i got that good stroke come be my mona lisa.
ya see them other guys pay they mind to ur physical features
and i can admire ya body but ya mind is much deepa
and i found me a keepa
and i found me a winner.
and i found me a queen. what we eatin for dinner?
u kno i cook it and clean it and do wateva for ya.
black motha of the earth u kno i forever owe ya
i will never ignore ya cuz im foreva loyal
lets fall in love lemme put my seed in ya soil
see itd be a honor to create life wit ya
can i lay right wit ya?
and wake u up wit light kisses?
goodmorning sunshine see the more i see ya eyes is the more that i admire ya.
whenever u tired i be right there beside the pillow talkin confide
make ya secrets all mine may i sleep between ya thighs and wake up deeply in
ur heart in ur mind for foreva and repeat when we get up?
i aint even gon front girl i think u is the one
so lets fall asleep with the moon and i will greet u with the sun
*seinfeld skit*
That scurry love, never get married love.
I got that fuck u and make u love me temporary love
i jus pick and roll these hoes
idk even know these hoes
i cut em first cut em deep i fuckn sheryl crow these hoes.
have that pussy like some water hose.
and ima need to cum first yea yall turn be optional
modify ur posture hoe mothafuck a casa no u cant see mi casa
we gon rock at this econolodge
u kno im stickin to that proper code.
strapped up lock and load
go stiff that condom broke.
i aint no baby father hoe, fuck that baby father shit.
i dont respect no brain unless we talkin thats a lot of spit
hoe i got a lot of bread lot of whips lot of chicks
u can be demolished and be gone without acknowledgement.
this is how it gotta be this how i gotta live i dont care about ur drive unless u talkn ridin dick.
u is jus a groupie bitch and groupie bitch i am sick,
sick of women treatin men like that lotto ticket
my shit aint no scratch and win.
Uh, Rest in peace Jay Dilla
(It's Hip Hop)
Know I had to do a Jay Dilla joint
I never knew a luh, luh, luh a love like this
I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks
Mmm Not all of em, some still DS
My D & P frizest, they havent seen the streets yet
As I speak to the speakers I'm hopin this reach ya
You are the flawless creature
I'm in awe from all of those features
Regardless to all them, I appease her
You is a dime to them other broads peace up
That means two, between me and you
There's nothing man made than can make it just you
My hearts been tied, my souls been glued
The whole block know who I roll with too
Them bitches all dimes and you autobooth
I guarantee our change whatever we go through
I told you before the light I'm a show you... you
[Chorus:]
There are times when you'll need someone
I will be by your side
There is a light that shines
Special for you and me
It's important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait
Never becomes prominent, all we doin is arguin
Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again
It's the best, I've forgotten what a condom is
Life's a meal a good girl is a condiment
I compliment you with your conversation
Cause any girl could look good if she concentratin
And personality is somethin that you can't make up
Sense of humour is a tool that you can't change up
Look, I ain gatta tell you, you know what I'm thinkin
Yea, a nigga shallow but I'm a deep thinker
In life she the wife who was right in that deep end
Given her the TLC I'll never creep then
She make me Chili like T-Boz, me leave her out, I'd rather wear a pair of Filas or Reeboks
[Chorus:]
There are times when you'll need someone
I will be by your side
There is a light that shines
Special for you and me
It's knida fresh you listen to more than Wale
Nevermind I'm lyin she bumpin me all day
Honey is always the one I'm a call late
Night I need that she comin here right away
Night or day she need me
Hit it or four play
I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say
Hey, she give me love in abundance
Plus she outrun any youngin that I've hung with
A fun chick it's nothin to break funds with
I can do a whole song solely on that onion
My soul searchin is halted
I have opted to stop watchin them broads that bin plottin
You so got me, I'm open for life forever my wife
Focus let me show you the light
[Chorus:]
There are times when you'll need someone
I will be by your side
There is a light that shines
A child and a fool in one
So sure I could need no-one
My heart always on the run to nowhere
Now as you're holding me
My heart is reminding me
That now I could never be without you
But how can our love succeed
A miracle is what we need
And so I appeal to you
To keep me suspended in time with you
Don't let this moment die
I get a feeling when I’m with you
None of the rules apply
But I know for certain goodbye is a crime
So love, if you need me, suspend me in time
Wasted the time away
Holding our love at bay
Now I can't last a day without you
Your smile is a thrill to see
Eyes hold me tenderly
They'll shine in my memory forever
But how can our love succeed
A miracle is what we need
And so I appeal to you
To keep me suspended in time with you
Don't let this moment die
I get a feeling when I’m with you
None of the rules apply
But I know for certain goodbye is a crime
So love, if you need me, suspend me in time
(Wale)
They More Nothing
One Two One One Two
One Two One One Two
One Two One
(Tiara)
Lets Get High Kill These Lows
Let's get fXcked up to the bone
Blowing Trees Yeah We Do The Damn Thing All The Weekend Weekend
Lets Get Up Lets Get Down
Come Wit Me You'll Smoke Around
Beggin Please Don't Be Shy No It Ain't No Secret Secret
(Wale)
Yeah Wale
Yeah A Nigga Been Coit (Yeah)
Married To This Rap Shit And Ya Just Go Wit It
Oh Here We Go Again Eyes A Lil Lower I Be Four To On When Im Three One Oh In It
High Grade Karma Pass Me The Ganja
I Swear To God I Hit It Like Im Garciaparra
Far From Alarm I Just Park Wit My Problem I Probably On A Star Bitch Im Farther Than A Martian
Pardon My Absences Im Actually Far Out Of Town Wit A Pound
Bitch Im Parked On A Comet Fried
Than A Mugg OG Kush I Need Another Name Huh Starts In The Garden
Holla Shes Chung And Florarin Only Get High When My Lows Come Often
Hoes Out In Boston Hoes Out In Crofton Hoes In Dakota My Hoes Keep Talking
Huh All We Ask Is Trust All We Ask Is Good To Deberate The Dutch Never Late For Lunch Never Suede The Uh If You Killin Your Lows Then Hunny Raise Up
Lets Give Up Smoke That Dro We Gonna Smoke Till We Can't No More
Smoke That Weed Then We Do The Damn Thang Every Evening Evening
Lets Get Smacked Lets Get Fried Lets Do Anything You Like
Huh I Can't Sing It Tc You Got It
Uh Lets Go
(Tiara)
Lets Get High Kill These Lows
Lets get fxcked up to the bone
Blowing Trees Yeah We Do The Damn Thing All The Weekend Weekend
Lets Get Up Lets Get Down
Come Wit Me You'll Smoke Around
Beggin Please Don't Be Shy No It Ain't No Secret Secret
Lets Get High Kill These Lows
Trees Yeah
All Weekend
Lets Get Up Lets Get Down
Boy You Know I'll Smoke You Out
Look,
I just wanna make you better
I think I can save you, but I think I'm bi-polar
I love you, then I hate you
Crew from this dame,
I hate whoever ain't you
Hate when I can't date you,
But I also need my space too
I made room for this love, how foolish of me.
And every woman lookin' at you, knew that you was lucky
So check the verse miss,
I ain't say I'm perfect,
But you was low on love,
what I do, reimbursed it.
And now it hurts to be around or converse witcha
And what's worse is before this, I had worse witcha
Now war missiles, hand guns, and grenades.
The walls I couldn't break 'em, I take 'em apart would would attain
And momma told me, careful who ya love
She said just wrap it up
These bitches actin up
As for us, we was different tho
Things have gotten difficult
Tried to be Mr. Perfect,
Enter continental, hold up
You spend your time wit your friends all the time
And all that time wit your friends
Put my momentum on decline
My minds gone evil
You changed wit the season
You had a new clear heart
Your sours hit Roshima
So now I need some zany, some remy, and some reefa
So when this war is over, I'm not P-T-S'd in
And I don't wanna leave her,
But you know what got me wonderin'
I'm scared to lose love, but even more scared to love again
Why we gotta argue,
Why we fight
I just wanna love you,
I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell why are we at war
Yeah
They do (whatever they want)
And nobody else can stop it
I'm catchin' myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from
And I ain't got the guard to tell my guards "la- bye-bye"
from hurtin,
My effort is apparent, she not fertile
The anger I've adopted
The feelings been aborted
So now, I press ignore if ever Cupid try to call up
They call me better not
See when everything stop
And your love's an honest sight,
And you see everything it's not
Notice everything it wasn't
Realizing why it shouldn't never be again
'Cause in the end it's not about what you put in
Fuck is the huggin' and they love pushin' your buttons
New love is so beautiful, time just makes it ugly
But fuck it, I accept it
No longer when neglected
If a period is right there, I will mark it wit a question
That means I'll never trust them
And if you ever love 'em
Know that favorite girlfriends turn to crazy baby mothers
The War.
Why we gotta argue,
Why we fight
I just wanna love you,
I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
Featuring: Sam Sparro
Here ye here ye
Let's toast
Let's celebrate life, let's celebrate wealth, and bypass plight, for the night.
Drinks up
Back like I never ever left in the first
Wale Ovechkin, the best on the earth, breath breath full of purp
A legend out here, and I'm ending careers by the end of my year
Two course when you mention my gear, lil low low lil showboat, nigga since MoCo
Rosey for the hoes in the V.I, P-P.I, gotta do it more like T.I
Whatever You Like, it's whatever tonight
I might give you the pipe unless you pedaling bikes
I mean cycling
I was liking it
Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again
I need henny on the rock, my Queen top notch
And I keep a fly girl like Jenny from the block
Got H2 in me, Flossburg with me
Throw a round game, Strasburg pitching
Tonight no pictures, everything's straight
And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate
And we gonna drink dark, we gonna take it to they face
And I got them gold bottles, first place
No metal here, I'm well aware
Y'all Mario brothers, I'm Metal Gear
I don't ever fear nothing, I'm forever here.
Hands up DJ, let let 'em hear
[Chorus]
If you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
(Repeat)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- champagne for the- champagne for the (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- champagne for the- champagne for the (HOES)
I'm faded and ya'll ain't it
I'm Ninja Gaiden and ya'll lil Jayden
It's Roc Nation, this my team
Go and dis my team then I ditch ya'll, late in
Hey man ya'll just fakin, and cheap hoes love a nigga like H&M;
Rich hoes love a nigga like Ray-Bans
I don't know what ya'll heard, but Hip Hop ain't dead
I could change a broad's life in about an hour
I turn ducks into bucks- Luke Ridnour
Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours
Watch a young nigga operate Dougie Howser
I don't really like the Hollywood scene,
The dudes all fake and the girls are bulimic
The drinks too weak, what the fuck is a Balini?
But you would never think if you seen it on TV
D&V; what I rep, all GP
I make it rain Sean Kemp, GP
I make words come alive, GP
Create life with the beats, Alicia Keys
'fore we do the unthinkable
I'm gonna need a tree, a freak, and a chicken too
Whatchu thinkin boo?
Whatchu want love?
Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup
[Chorus]
If you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
(Repeat)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- champagne for the- champagne for the (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- (HOES)
[Rick Ross]
Ambition is a way of life, it's a mind set, ya followin'?
(M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross - Hook]
Tats all on my arm
Bitch all up on my mind
I got stacks all up in my charm
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition (it's my ambition)
I'm just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya)
Tats all on my arm
Yo bitch all on my mind
And I got stacks on all my charms
My gold Rollie tell time
It's my ambition (it's my ambition)
I'm just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya)
[Wale]
Okay, tats all on my arm
These dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For the paper I'ma grind, it's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
Okay, tats all on my arm
These dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
All I know is this grind, it's my ambition (its' my ambition)
It's my ambition (its' my ambition)
[Wale - Verse 1]
I aint with the talking, see I'm just tryna focus
Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest
Tryna stay clear of my foes, and these shape shiftin'
Ya'll can't stick to no G-Code, see them snakes showing you more
Get my taste from all of my
My mates calling me gifted, February cold as my heart
Thats why your date is probably missing
Late for love and be trippin'
Man it takes cigar and start fillin'
I got a green bag with the blue strands
I smoke the Margerie Simpson
Got a broken heart that needs fixin'
And I don't rely on no
And I don't reply to most BBM's
So when you see an don't be trippin'
MMG obviously winnin', niggas talk much harder, we livin'
And I swear to lord I've been down to Earth
More times than not I be lifted
[Hook]
[Wale - Verse 2]
I aint with the rappin', see I'm just tryna focus
Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest
Tats all on my arm, these suckas say I'm that bomb
3 J's took me this high, 6 O's paid for my car
3 M's on my New Balance, I'm here to shine when I'm tracking
What you doing Ross, drop a hundred thousand and you know you 'posed to be stacking
I should Michael Jordan these rappers, man I'm twice as cold as these rappers
haha, hold up, let me wipe a dose with these rappers
And I like the .. to need passion, And I like my girls with Ambition
You see money talking these days and you thought the shorty wasn't listening
You aint dreamin dog you aint living
Even when I sleep I got vision
Even when ya deep, yeah still I sweep
I don't fiend for beef I eat
Talk 2 me Wale
You know we had to do it again bruh bruh
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
[Wale:]
What up bankhead
Hey lil mama what's your name
I'm wale but they call me great
PRPS cover my eight's
Uhh, lemme switch my pace
No rims on my Benz-o
Just tint hoe and good endo
I love a girl that think alot
Cause sex with me is mental
That mental, that brain power
My J rolled and that thing loud
That's OG, I OD
My hoes loud but I'm low key
It's no drought were I be
Bitch no police, heres fire wings
Dats five piece that's how I be
I'm proud of me I'm so G
I'm carry out with it
Who are ya'll kiddin
Nigga I live it can't get in my business
Can't get with my bitches
Can't get my lyrics
I don't give five shits come get with my skrilla
Killa I roller cheese blazed
High as fuck and feelin great
I thought I was out Atlanta
But God damn I'm outta space
Bitch no days off
And I ain't got no breaks
And I don't take these bitches out
I make pyjama dates
Feed them to some convo
And some wine
And take a condom break
If she don't fake I work that pussy out
Like it was outta shape
[Chorus:]
I get money then I'm gone that's a hard pill to swallow
I got money on my phone if you talkin have a convo
Throwin hundreds then I'm gone you can't go to the places I go
(Never)
When that money calls I holla back
Cause gettin to this dough is all I know
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
[Wale:]
Huh,
She wanna be grown
I know that is your bitch
But she won't leave me 'lone
Look, she love me from them poems
And them songs, in my zone
And I'm gone and she gone
But she gone home
She say no and she say she on
Nigga fuck that
She gone open up we gone puff dat
Coconuts ciroc where Puff at?
Never fall in love don't cuff dat
While y'all foreplay I punt that
4 downs
More rounds
More vodka
More brown
More broads
More loud
More money to count
Yeah you know I'm gettin right
Bet they on my dick tonight
All my women fly as shit
Why your bitches scared of heights?
Why these broads hear my late call
Start rushing over runnin lights?
Why they try to see my flow
But they know dats outta sight
My Polo cost ends
And bitch I'm dolo
Fuck friends, so all who don't know
I'm in so take a photo
My fit is sick as shit can't find these shoes
At times I like to watch out the latest shit
Probably be dirt rich and worthless
If a nigga didn't fake like them
I'm at the atm, spending like I ain't paying rent
You ain't working hard as this
Then you deserve that h & m
I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children
I represent all the have-nots, but go and getters
My flow's different, my money's hard, but comprehending
'Cause I ain't lazy but made a lot of money from chillin'
Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building
Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision
With a free mind they see mine, they see my opinion, in a few words
But with these words, I'm as free as an intern
Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy
This game is like? street, all I see is fake g's
Making the heart tracks with the goons out to get me
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
But how sweet, I'll be happy, so they snatch me
And make me they baby daddy try to make me pay for half
But never that, I'm hungry for success and I never fast
This murder on every track, this verse is an open tab
My bitches is perfect, I tell 'em? for your ass
We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
Ambition is coming soon, how you gon' act?
I deserve a medal, I lap 'em every track
[Verse 1:]
Chip on my shoulda
Big enough to feed Cambodia
See I never fit into they quotas
Sneakers wasn't fittin' and my knees needed lotion
Long before I knew the significance of a comb
I roam like foam with no vocal reception
Immigrant parents had me feeling like a step-kid
And black Americans never did accept me
That's why I thrive so much winnin' respect, dig
I never fit in with them light skins
I thought the lighter they was, the better that they life is
So I resented them and they resented me
Cheated on light skin Dominique, we were 17
I figure I hurt her she'd evidently hurt me
And all women who have light features see
I never let a light broad hurt me
That's why I strike first and the first cut's deep
[Chorus: Chrissette Michele]
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy you so beautiful
Boy you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate, toffee, pecan, licorice
Boy you so beautiful
[Verse 2:]
Just another knotty head nigga
Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
In middle school I had the right to be timid
I had beautiful words but girls never listened
Listen, blacker the berry, sweeter the product
Well I'm fruit punch concentrate and they water
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
Ain't thinking like a student, but how Ice-T do it
Light dudes had the girls looking there
Aw yea it's not fair
The ones with the good hurr
Couldn't adapt to naps I wore caps
They napped and slept on me
Man I hate black, skin tone
I wish I could take it back or rearrange my status
Maybe if I was khaki
Associating light skin with classy
The minstrel show, showed a me that was not me
[Chorus: Chrissette Michele]
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy you so beautiful
Boy you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate, toffee, pecan, licorice
Boy you so beautiful
They say black is beautiful
But ask them beautiful light girls if it's black they attract to usually
What if Barack's skin was all black?
Truthfully would he be a candidate or just a black in community?
We as black dudes tend to lack unity
And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually
Right now at 23 I ain't mad at them reds no more
But for long time I had gone cold blind
Full of my own insecurity
It was holding me
Back to reds, I ain't know how to act
They would get the cold shoulder
And know it was an act, a defense mechanism
What I thought that I lacked (confidence)
[Chorus: Chrissette Michele]
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy you so beautiful
Boy you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate, toffee, pecan, licorice
[Intro]
This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular
This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular
[Wale]
My shirt, Purple Label my shirt
Purple haze in my J, Everything purple nigga fucked up
Fresh off the road two mil on it, A little nigga with a little money
And to be honest I fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker
I think I'm motherfuckin' Phil Drummond
Real live nigga, straight nigga, still love it
And I ain't talkin' bout the J's got new 11s
I am talkin' bout whoever, whoever say it's a 9
If she mine I'mma take her to a newer level
Who better, take your time, take your time like a new Bezel
I got rich from a little struggle
I'm like roots, you a new shovel
And I'm the truth nigga, still wellin'
In a Rello, cigarillo to the cerebellum
Rich Forever, Double M, we forever winnin'
A nigga throwin' up the set, how ya stomach feelin'
Probably sick of a nigga livin' how a nigga livin'
Even better, come and get it, see my pen is illin'
Eyes low, widest eyes, 5-4
Pockets probably like fried food
Turn a good vagina into a typhoon
I don't understand how y'all move
'Cuz y'all don't understand I will not lose
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Y'all truancy, I'm high school
And everything is purple
And my Ralph Lauren be earth-tone
And Now I'm sippin' syrup slow, I'm out H-Town
With young Kirko, and that H right on my belt loop
I call em up, they might fall through
And my main bitch, she just started school
And my weed man should just sell flutes
High on loud when I be ridin' out
I'm on a thousand islands like McDonald's cows
Nigga G's up, like the team is up
Y'all be in love, like the Howard crowd
My direction good, well-rounded type
When I'm down and out, I get up and right
Niggas from where I'm from they don't fuck with fights
When it's trouble, they blocka and fuck a life
For a fuckin' Nike or a couple sprites
So my cup is full, too much pain to fight
And I'm indecisive when the things are light
Never miss these things, see my game precise
Nigga everything is purple, And these MC's is Urkel
You send me beats via email, I'mma send them back in a hearse
Look purple label my shirt, Purple shit in my cup
Simply out of this world by choice
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and give up
So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero
From here on a heroin like high, I give off
Live off my lie and my lullaby
They itchin' for a new breath here's the calamine
And I refuse to camoflauge with other guys
You see my mind is amused of they head noddin'
I so got 'em, as hypnosis of hip-hop
'cause, when I talk they don't just watch
I make 'em feel it, the feelin's' unfamiliar
A rush of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin'
You can become a killer, if properly scripted
The first one's free, next time I'll be billin' ya
Here go your prescription [x3]
Take your prescription
Don't let the pain getcha
I swear my lane will provide as a painkiller
A painkiller, a 16 of Percoset
Just let it chill Joe
That lil' burn that you feel, feel good don't it?
Just sit back and relax and take it easy
And let the beat play
Close your eyes, whoever uninspired
Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y'all's
Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
Niggas start listenin', and what I'm givin' them
The drug that they brain need
Them niggas sick of hip-hop so they appointed me
And I invened but the IV inside of me
And ignorance was drug of choice but they OD'd
Couldn't alone leave 'em
I am the sole leader
The young soul that the OG's still believe in
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
I breathe life in the game, they are Kevorkian
They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed
I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time
I do it for all y'all, do it for all y'all
Don't gotta wait long
The doctor has arrived just be patient
Please, please
Here go your prescription [x3]
Take your prescription
[Talking:]
[Scratch Chorus: x2]
"It's a dirty game and rule #1" Jadakiss 'The Set Up (Remix)'
"The cream"
"Rules everything around me" - Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.
"It's a dirty game and rule #1" Jadakiss 'The Set Up (Remix)'
"Dolla Dolla bill y'all" - Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.'
[Verse 1:]
The root of all evil, is sorta like The Roots new sequel
It's slavery
Know Hailey need a sequence if they need it
Not even
But seemingly believe it though
See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke
Got fixation for that Home Simpson phrase
Prior to the re, mi, fa sol, la te
The optimistic, pro on the lottery
But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start
It's all for the thought of havin' more than required
A smorgasbord to a dieter
Sure it's hard to get it, but to have it is to fight it
If you fight it then you own it and you have it then it's yours
Huh, a metaphor of course
But when you run your course you should correspond accordingly
Then keep your change like an oink machine
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Asalaam Alaikum
[Chorus: Daniel Merriweather]
It's like I've got you one day, and then you go
You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold
All of the things you pay for, all the things I sold
So I could find my rainbow, my pot of gold
[Scratch Chorus: x2]
"It's a dirty game and rule #1" Jadakiss 'The Set Up (Remix)'
"The cream"
"Rules everything around me" - Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.
"It's a dirty game and rule #1" Jadakiss 'The Set Up (Remix)'
"Dolla dolla bill y'all" - Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.'
[Verse 2:]
The root of all evil
Now most of us be rootin' for this evil
Kaiser Soze, we never see him
The face is replaced by an image, it happens when you spend it
Ironically it subs like a hero
Sub like zero
Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here
Let me hear that beat, air
Don't it sound so Premier?
It sound like, somethin' you niggas need to hear
Women be here
They be jockin'
And they Hawkin'
I call them hoes Josh Smith
And it rules everything around them
You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
She needs a lot of goods, she needs some Prada
And her little baby daughter really love them Harry Potter books
This is the root of all evil
The more earned they yearn for, the more lethal
The more small people at your door like please can I receive
Cause I for sure need it
Like I'm supposed to be a machine they all reach in
But I'm all for my poeple
But hold up... I'm dreamin'
[Chorus x2: Daniel Merriweather]
It's like I've got you one day, and then you go
You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold
All of the things you pay for, all the things I sold
[Talkin: Deion Sanders]
I created this image
This thing that you could imagine
You could love it or hate it but he was PRIME-TIME
[Talking: Wale]
All green nigga pick six
Y'all ain't doing shit
Look, don't get offended
[Wale:]
Word go get some rollers
Word go get the bitches
Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit
Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted
They ain't trynna be groupies
They just trynna be with us
You just trynna be haters
We just trynna be winners
I ain't trynna be forward
But is you trynna be dinner
Flick up, put your feet up
Put a Double M G up
Though we always on TV all these niggas never see us
Wassup DC, got work in that 305
Beetle the skin on my female that's word to Cee-Lo she fine
I'm optimistic like playing Keeno with all that you got
I never ever can see no when I be in her slot
I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top
I ain't fucking with KFC but I may eat up the box
It's alright, if it's right
If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life
Take advice keep it clean don't complain
Never give a bitch a ring if she ever been a train
That's real shit real nigga life
Don't know what y'all tribe called but I be Skip and Phife
Ali Shaheed Muhammad Q-Tip I'm trynna follow
I be so Ivan Drago this beat gone be Apollo
This summer gone be mine though
Impeccable give it my note
Bitches be Columbiano
SpiffTV mi hermanos
If you working as hard as that then you deserve a bottle
I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom
This Prada make me shallow
These chalance give me balance
These paper from Bodega
This bag is from Seattle
I'm bragging cause I can fathom when I ain't never have it
Now I got that home base swipe I don't ever jag it
Nice nigga outfit clashing
Ignorant denim no wonder I got mad kicks
This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit
I'm Air Jordan you Ron Harper just fitting in
Bullshitting that nigga did his shit for the Clippers
I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor
I'm the talk of the town
Every town that I been in
I don't handle these bitches till I handle my business
Scramble like Randall if John Randle was trynna get him
Deion Sanders you bullshitting I'm pick sixing
[Talkin: Deion Sanders]
When you making a difference it's gone be haters
When you provoking change it's gone be nay sayers
People don't condone what they've never seen
(Verse 1)
I keep my friends close
Enemies on a leash like,
Me and my haters is literally Siamese
I can define me but if I let my friends do it
They'll tell you I'm some bipolar, hard drug user
The J gets smaller, I'm up in my zone
Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I'm alone
A long way from normal, I try to keep it cordial
I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring
Shout out to my nigga
Its now for a nigga
Know some niggas back home, ain't proud of a nigga
They don't see my vision, grown man mission
They all see my life from a childish position
I'm the mouth of the District, nobody work harder
My heart is in the monuments, the life is in the harbor
So tell me all my followers, am I wrong for barking?
Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college?
At least I'll be stable, Yea slightly less popular
But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
I do self evaluate, Yea I know I've got some problems
Can't change who I am, I just try to get better
So in the mean time keep it moving on accept that
And you all will respect that
Seinfeld Skit
(Verse 2)
Yea,
You always say you wasn't ready for no man
But I wasn't having that, I gave you errything I had
No errything I had, or the very things you have
Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs
Where your whereabouts baby? I care about you lady
And I left you all them letters in your mailbox waiting
And I ain't never plan to be famous
So I'm a take that rubber off, I wouldn't mind having babies
With a home girl best friend lover all that
Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that
Look me in my eyes, say if you take it I'm a give it
And if I give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches
Please Wale,
She used to call me late
One day she called me early, to tell me that she late
Fuck you mean? See my hands start to shake
I ain't looking in her eyes but her face
Cuz tears falling down make me ache
We should just ignore it, you know we can't afford it
She said I cannot believe that you say we should abort it
I will not support it, what happened to you courting
And I ain't want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it
You just had to force it, you had to keep going
Now that lil pre cum gone be having me swollen
As we go forward, I came back from touring
The DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend
Smiles and handshakes
Everywhere I go
Girlfriends, groupies, then I'm all alone
So confused, these strange relationships
I think I've got some enemies disguised as friends
Smiles and handshakes
Everywhere I go
Girlfriends, groupies, then I'm all alone
So confused, these strange relationships
[Talking: Wale]
Soooo, you know, people be like, "What can you put the fuckin' tape out Wale, you're lazy" and this that that. I been to 70 cities in like 5 days man so like we we can traveled we went everywhere went to Istanbul, fuckin, you know what I'm sayin? So it took a long time to put the tape out. But uh you know you know 9th was calling me and shit like you know you know "Wale you got a hurry up with this fuckin tape man, the freshman class nigga, everybodys puttin shit out, you ain't puttin shit out" I'm like dog, ya know I'm in Turkey tryna ya know tryna preserve Hip-Hop.
[Wale:]
Wale, Spitta, 9th Wonder, Class is in session
All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say
My weaponry is words, Doe-Ray-Me
The wars in the form of po-et-ry
So it's straight C4 from the thoughts I bring, Bang
Epiphany, them niggas is gimmicks to me
I can't eradicate a village if you hear me and be
Huh, I'm that bomb when that hand right
Play me for a stepping stone then, I land mine
Now walk to it with your land mind
I can make the clouds jealous nigga I am that fly
Listen to the words I'm a wizard with it, wittier than any nigga, sicker then a Wino kidney liver
Ya'll riddles don't tickle a bit, ya'll similes is literal shit
No I'm the metaphor of that, my rhetoric inedible
This extriment means excellent rap, I make a lesser adapt
Wooooooooorrrrrrrrddddddddddd Play
[Talking: Spitta]
Park my plane right there, Leave the key's with that bitch, Jets.
Spitta flip syllables for residuals
Majors misbehavin I'm a have to take it digital
Livin underground like a godfather buried alive
I ride by bumpin Shine I do just that
Nigga ain't nothin sweet like a kool-aid pack
Bitches roll sweets as I lay back in the sweet
Developin cavities cause revenge is sweet
Everytime I rap I unwrap another piece
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
Sunroof flow so over your head, SB horror pack monsters under my bed
Wooooooooorrrrrrrrddddddddddd Play
"Wonder why" [x3]
[Intro - Wale talking]
Back on my hip hop shit ladies and gentlemen. Yeah
[Verse 1 - Wale]
Don't wonder why my hours long and I never tire
Because a nigga grind, well exceed a 9 to 5
Who fear of 9 to 5, seein' me again?
I came through with the Z's seaman on my pen
That's A.I.D.S. to the ill
L.A to the Chilly
East coast steal them W's that's raised up for real
Fellatio fetish broads know me, where I live
Brought dimes from Brazil, fuck the currency ya dig?
Still they wonder how I seem so confident
One can seem pompous, meanin' you just need to talk a bit
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talkin' shit
Listen to it a little closer, hear the gospel in it
I rhyme a noodle through the studio it's hallelujah
You dudes peep too early like ?
I should rhyme in the sewer
Pepé Le Pew my music
You ain't the reason why they came like the fries at Hooters
I'm beside the future
They can't get rid of it
I'm past/passed present, everyday is December 25th
Jolly ol' St. Nicholas take a pick
Admire my style, flier than kid Icarus
[Chorus - Mike Posner]
Just because you know me, you don't know me
I've been tryin' to do it big since '03
And I got a little big keepin' low key
Tryin' to keep up in my mind and you wonder why
Oh my mind
Don't wonder why
They're stayin' on my mind
[Verse 2 - Big Sean]
Better than whoever nigga, as is
I'm always dressed up but I never slack shit
So good I feel like I could be the 8th Wonder of the world
And the 9th is on the track bitch
I don't track until I go hoarse
Hear my voice and they pray that they never hear the chorus
Cause thinkin' logical to me was illogical
So I took a 'possible' and turned it into optical (look)
Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room
But you should take a look at where it got us to
We grind so when we shop out, we cop out, like precincts, even if it's not out
Bring your whole stock out
We ain't on the court but everything is gettin' boxed out
We got it on lock, you just locked out
Skinny jeans but a nigga's still hood
I bet they never thought they'd see a B.I.G. gone good
But I swear to God my bitch Bad Boy
And that's word to my nigga Bab boy
I saw Puff
I was finna speak
Nigga turned around and he recognize me
Damn
Now that's what the fuck you call dedication
Gettin' money? You still waitin' on your reparations
Weight of the world, I lived without preparation
And it's type to make a real nigga separation
[Chorus - Mike Posner]
Just because you know me, you don't know me
I've been tryin' to do it big since '03
And I got a little big keepin' low key
Tryin' to keep up in my mind and you wonder why
Oh my mind
Don't wonder why
They're stayin' on my mind
[Verse 3 - Kenn Starr]
I used to be the most humble until
I figured out that it don't matter for real
Not one arrogant, ill as a blood born pathogen that can kill
The reason why they had to give me a deal
Cause I'm gettin' it in
Like this the joint that can get me the spins
You get the point? Listen, this what it is
Here's the lesson, I'm a force to be reckoned with
Why would you question it man?
The course is a definite
I'm raw as I ever been in
You soft and you delicate
You should have a flower logo
I power awesome like Austin Powers with his mojo
Cross the powers, all devoured in a heartbeat
Sharper than Sharpies, I'm sharper than shark teeth
Start beef?
You could get it or your spouse
You'll be harder to find than diggin' in your couch lookin' for your car keys
Give her back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees
From gettin' the jimmy like a car thief is
Wale and Kenn Starr, we
Outta ya league, we grand slam fans outta they seats
Let's get paper
And caked up like six layers of thick make up
On a self conscious chick overcompensating for A cups
[Chorus - Mike Posner]
Just because you know me, you don't know me
I've been tryin' to do it big since '03
And I got a little big keepin' low key
Tryin' to keep up in my mind and you wonder why
Oh my mind
Don't wonder why
They're stayin' on my mind
[Outro - Mike Posner]
Ohhh, wait till I get back to campus
Everybody and they momma's gonna chant this
I'ma make a pretty bitch sandwich
[wale]
fly nigga couldn't sell me enough different homes
and i be good til the fat woman sing a note
i'm tryna find light swimming up in this patron
i'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home
i'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit
wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit
word.. she said she love me but she lying
shit i'm lying too!
told that bitch i love her for her mind
well that's quite true, bust-a-move, head game
never boo. watch that pussy open
turn that sofa into a fuckin pool
i'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better
i'm looking good in everything, but she look good in leather
call me cocky i love it
they be far from a sucker
i'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic
i don't shop in the public
ain't finna wait in line
this not a free throw, it's easier from the lay-up line
[neyo]
i got time, you got time too
you with the boss, baby, so when i move you move
let's have some drinks: malibu and how i do
and after that we do whatever we want to..
girl i'm in charge: that means i'm coolin
i have my own agenda: that means i'm coolin
[wale]
pimp-stroll on em, you being cold on em
couldn't fuck with it with a million m-4′s on em
bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
i tell em “honey, i know shit, i'm so sunny”
and this is all pro-bono
all-star weekend f;ppr seats by the coaches
flying all frequent, reclining on beaches
half a millie on the rolls – got my mind on ?
i ain't worried, but i”m tryna find a keeper
if she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
and we fuck, i beast up and throw a little peace up
so peace out, i'mma get up with you in like 3 months
word. ? will make the heart broke
with that said, i ain't around like my old combs
and i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke
[Verse 1]
On behalf of the better half
That ain't been better havin'
I'm feelin' like I better have an answer
Or explain why I'm nothin' but a cancer to us
When really I'm a Virgo and the truest
Form to be true is all you ask but I'm foolish
So your girlfriend is provokin' you to do it, so you doin' it
Say you through will all my foul ways
But you never come when you period is five days
I gotta be high to be around ya
You make me beat around the bush just to beat around your bush
Shit, see that thing there was mine
You home, you never minded me so I stepped out
But that was only one time
You knew I'd come back like Motown 25
I'll moon walk it if I'm truly in your heart
And I'll meet you anywhere so baby tell me where you walkin'
[Chorus - Duffy]
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little a while
Promise me you won't step out of line
[Verse 2]
You stood me up and I understand
But on the other hand I don't understand why you got other plans
Is it another man? Just let me know now
Scorin' gets your rings, why you tryin' to rebound?
You just tryin' to run game
Havin' my brain in a maze like I ain't that amazin'
Or you can do better on some hate shit
Spiteful
But if you like them then you like this
I mean they're like me
And more than likely
If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things
So if you done with these Beijing games
We can meet up at the same ole' place we was supposed to
And I'ma post two hours, what you gon' do?
If there's another place, let me know before I move
And if I do go you better come through
'Fore I make another 'How Can You Slap' youtube clip
[Chorus - Duffy]
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little a while
Promise me you won't step out of line
[Verse 3]
So you finally got the nerve
To feel me
Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly
See, they ain't even like me tho'
Those dude reachable, I'm like Captain E.O.
But this about you and me tho'
Let's get off the phone and we can speak when I see you
I put on my knickers
My blue and white Pippens
And headed to the station for some praisin' and kissin'
And "sorry Wale"s "I was wrong, I was trippin'.
Would you please be a saint and have the patience to forgive me?"
I told myself that I would play it cool
She better shed a couple tears when she come through
But I was wrong, baby girl sung another tune
And there was rage in her eyes I wasn't really used to
She said, "I love ya. That's why I do this eye to eye."
Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "This the last time.
Goodbye."
[Chorus - Duffy]
When I get to Warwick Avenue
I'll tell you baby that we're through
I'm leaving you for the last time, baby
You think you're loving but you don't love me
I've been confused, out of my mind lately
You think you're loving but you don't love me
[Verse 1:]
Yea,
When I'm gone the whole city missed me
I'm on my UK shit
Get me
The eye of the Bengal shuffling my 8 gig
Y'all boomer, You need you an MD
Like eastsire sin
Dominating of the eastside shall commence
And I shall commence that I'm the truth yo
They try to block me like Moonyos
I know my car is worth like phone card
I get brain everyday, I'm a know it all
More birds then know it all cool yar
Keep talking my know it knows none of y'all
Hit the green like running backs with no yards
No Hoe, I'm playing with the floor
Overly Ingracious
They call me say word
Niggas say word
Just so happens my nigga for
Yours is the for
We ahead of the curve
And they all looking like the girls on virgin
Cut beats, I'm a fucking wordsurgeon
Scalp and sponge
This work
Dance
[Chorus:]
Under the spotlights
Neither black nor white
It doesn't matter
Do the dance (do the dance)
As strong as you might
Working day and night
What ever happens
Do the dance (do the dance)
[Verse 2:]
On my way back home
Now I'm in the zone
My simcards a bomb
They blowing up my phone
Kicks Hong Kong
Bape in a garment
The face of hip-hop
My DC audience
And you niggas will acknowledge this
Born again social life thanks climate
My climate is way higher then Lindsay Lohan nostrils on powder
Sorry mark I don't want offend your sisters good friend
But when my pen get in
It pretends it's a soul in a intatee
And it interferes and gets the best of me
So I'm one with that
I'm stuck with that
Y'all little ass niggas can't fuck with that
Nigga, It's a sign for a truck to rap
Little light in the ass
But I must rap
And I must admit
I bring creotine to the scene
Your developmental league don't see a team
I got a stich lil nigga
You can see my seam
Split Salvage my nigga in summer jeans
Kick you my denim bar
Kicks made you look Nas
Riding in the black joint listening to Gnarls Barkley's
On DS y'all, DS flow like nothing y'all heard
Broke ass niggas all see before
Low cash niggas, broke ass niggas
I don't fuck with y'all hoe ass niggas
I be rammy sippin ammo as sippin
I'm a 35 double o ass niggas
Rattin out niggas, KY niggas, Trinidad Niggas
I got y'all niggas
DC Pimpin, Uptown Roamin
Moco 1 2 4 when I go out
PG all more where my niggas ball at
Say what you want
Logo with my homie
Do this shit for harlem
Smoking on a marley
Rolled in a marlin
Fresh above the water
Say I'm not hot
Then your prolly on water
They prolly on water, they prolly on water
Prolly on water, They all on water
Acquire more bras then Zachary morris
Y'all lost crete to me
You released the beef and I play your little niggas like least to shit
Y'all ass niggas don't worry me to the least to bit
And a finger in the middle that I leave em with
I can't heal little niggers and he be's a bitch
What's the least, I don't know English
Fuck it, I'm done
Let me breathe hard like it was hard
Huh Huh
Huh Huh
Huh Huh
Huh Huh
Gone
[Chorus:]
Under the spotlights
Neither black nor white
It doesn't matter
Do the dance (do the dance)
As strong as you might
Working day and night
Whatever happens
4... 3...
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
Up up up uptown up up uptown up up uptown [x4]
[Wale:]
(Yea! We got a lot of star power in the building tonight.
Rock, Mikey what up? Trey what up? Yea! Here we go! Forest Creek what up, Glenarden what up, Cap Heights what up, Barry Farms what up, Lincoln Heights what up, Michigan what up, Montana we ain't playin with em! Aww!)
[Verse 1:]
District has arrived us, (ah) time to shine
Yea, I am the nail forever holdin em down
Down in the slums to the burbs, where they migrate
Who the one they talkin bout? That's what I thought, WALE!
A long way from a grammy, I'm a get it
I promise the moment it's with me I'll leave it in the District
Yea, and I'm just doin what I gotta do, flyer than the rest of em
I still got my Nike boots
Let me enlighten you, I am the brightest of the youth
The booth can't do it I provide to it
It's by youth with the mind of a G
I never cook coke, no sir that ain't me (nah)
But I'm so DC, and Maryland, Virginia
Dem other bammas pussy like placenta
The center of the East coast my emblem reads
4-3... yea, remember that please
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
Up up up up uptown up up up town up up up town [x2]
(Wale: yea yea yea yea, ay ay ay, Yea. Landova what up, 1-2-4 what up, 1st Quarter what up, KentLand what up, Texas Ave what up, Largo what up, Trinidad gettin cash fa sho, yea)
[Verse 2]
It's DC, brought to you by me
The only thing higher than the crime rate is the fiends
Semen get leaked to the women of the future
The ladies baby boomin before they high school juniors
Yea, and these niggas don't be steppin up
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
Believe ya'll, I ain't tryna Stephen King ya'll
But most stay high with they eyes like the Singapores
I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs
And all them out-of-towners
Just to show you how we goin
The poor to the ballers, Ardwick Ardmore
The Forest Creek stars, even ya'll out in Rockville
The home of Marvin Gaye, that's all I gotta say
Iverson was cool, but I supported Victor Page
It's the DC thang, incase you ain't notice
Landova, Saratoga, and I'm Uptown...
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
Up up up up uptown up up up town up up up town [x4]
[Verse 3]
Yes, it's Wale
Currently out in Maryland
I should be in the carry-out
Truthfully I am ever fresh
I'm everesant, nobody do it better
They all are pretenders, I am the 7th letter
(WALE! WALE!)
Yea, and that's my name, they ain't forgot it
The 9th letter's forgotten, you will never be acknowledged
[Verse 4:]
I get it poppin like Pacman, ask Polo
Ask G, he'll tell you that I'm into Go-Go
Ask Mikey, he'll tell you that the hoes like me
My Prada lows, for the most part it's only Nike
Some spite me, but they try to be a lot alike me
You goin have to sell some more records, niggas, stop tryin'
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
Up up up up uptown up up up town up up up town [x4]
[In Background:] (don't, don't, don't, don't hate him, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't hate him, don't)
[Background:] (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) [repeat until end]
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
(Wale)
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci
I don't wear no Timbo
I kick it any tempo
I'm lifted off the indo
I'm poppin champagne, drinkin till
I'm jumpin out the windooow, haha
If the autotune's gone bet they'll all tune in
So I'mma do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch
Hip-Hop slackin, why they gettin Grammies when these niggas is actin?
They phony, should get Tonies for the thing that they be yappin
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to these rappers Fuck yappin they lucky we don't clap em
And have them people leakin like they're CD isn't mastered
CD is in plasic, these niggas is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these niggas is Anistons Dig, these niggas is fake joe
Hip-Hop need to wake up, we the fuckin clock radios
(HOOK)
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
Wale and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the radiooo
(Wale)
They told me go in, no problem I'mma go in
And shy away from drama, I ain't run away from no man And there ain't been no buster prepared for you suckas Then they'll play with Mario Brothers when it was duck hunt
That's words to my mama, since I was in a starter
A nigga been a star before I forfeited my scholar
Shit didn't finish college, shit wasn't a problem
Shit my homecoming is here I'm who they call up
So I still be on that yard with a feely of that Marley From the city the Philly women willing to menage Though I put em on pause since Manilli been involved Though everybody's on me like the Milli V part
Now I'm from the D Dot where we not no beatboxers
We talkin B blockers keep us with deep pockets
See not no fad or no internet phenom
But he be's on that web like he be's with Pete Parker Me I'm not shy and my partner's Somalian K'naan and my buzz is too big like Comala
Ballin, Folarin so goddamn hard
Fat rhymes everytime bitch Roseanne bars... Wale
(HOOK)
(K'naan)
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret And Wale been tellin other rappers take a deep breath And don't perform after him or you might regret
I guess they didn't get the memo or the huflit
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
And I'm Somali so I guess I'm just trynna eat bread Fuckin with my people well that's called the Heath Led Needless to say I turn rap beef to piglets
Make you speechless, make you bloody, make you teethless
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
I been on more red carpets than Ryan Seacrest
Don't cross me cause my friend I'm no Jesus
I don't turn cheecks or draw blood like leeches
And my friend's a me spark in heaters
Get your ass privileges with parking meters
Do I condone it or is this some kinda small talk? Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps get fix fast by klick klacks and big bwaps
And inside they think rap soft
My pen sparks the benchmark I fench off tar
No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so sick my ten bars cough Now I'm off
(Wale)
Uh, dub-A-L-E
Appreciate it Joe, yeah
Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable
Tito Santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull
Proud of product, pulled over nigga not be scorned
Around here I am the goat like the Capricorn
New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw
'Cause my hoes in the X like they model for cars
Here to change the whole game due to audible
Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull
I'm borrowing boots in my little mack competition
You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor
Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer
Fist pleaser, skirt lifter, young Dirk Diggler
Wahlberg shooter, young flow fluid
And my brains travel like Yung Berg jewels
Transformer, no opponent is formidable
Pockets morbidly obese, I'll be tourin' for loot
I'm Wale, the new nigga on the block
See my team has hella cars, I got a couple of knots, see?
How the beat gets ate off
Acquire my scratch and I ain't have to use an 8-ball
Hip hop's whole face is off
And I rock with the band, this a cakewalk
Yeah, and I don't want, I don't wanna be condescendin' or nothin'
But like cake-walk, like, I meant like cake
From the second season of Da Band
Like cakewalk, like it's, fuck it
(Talk to 'em)
Yo, I'll be whatever you wan' call me
Weird or faulty but lyricists can't ignore me
(Nah)
Keep a shooter wherever the force be
(Why?)
In case they gotta make a band member strip naked like Dori
So, they can't nay say
But the AK's across from the Tommy like Shanené and they'll try ya
Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior
I started off the top of the dome, called him Sylar
Now you now son become, see thousand dollar dungarees
Kicks fly closet like Chun Lee
(But dawg)
Pump me with Sigel to pump B
You just servin' yourself, go pull up to pump three
Flow's all flames, not a race but keep up
'Cause I'll bolt on Usain, I'm too ahead of the game
So take your seat on the bench
Uh. Let's do it.
Floor not havin it,
Cover this track like a motha fuckin laminate.
Yeah, real niggas in my cabinet,
You the type of nigga make a stripper turn celibate.
Let's celebrate, levitate, with the loud,
Never wait when we out,
Fuck a line, get in now.
What they bitchin bout?
What the goin for?
Polo head to toe no zone 4.
Kick game Henry, bonjour,
Winter time, all clear,
Summer time, different shore.
This a different motor man better go to work,
Rapper tryin trade places like a motor mur.
It's no days off, all though I'm born to work,
But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford.
Ha, the envy in dime dealers,
Bentley ain't my but I let bitches recline in em.
Tell em they mind clippin I give em like 5 minutes.
Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches.
DC got wild niggas,
Them .45 niggas,
Some runnin with 2 k's though we some loud niggas.
Don't get besides yourself, thinkin I'm with the loving,
I just came back from Howard I made a deal for the locals,
They hit em, fling em, delete em,
Hug em, love em, then leave em,
If you call me a genius, nobody would disagree it.
I'm spotted on different beachs, cause he was smokin reefer
I hope you hit me by 3, I'm incoherent by the evening.
What's up suga, I'm diggin yah, oh you ain't feelin young'n?
That's even better I'm not that into submissive woman,
I'll like to tell you I'm the type to get all woman,
I put that battery in back so small wonder,
It's been a long summer, and I've been on my grind,
We killin shows out in london like I'm on my grind,
I think I'm Larry Hoover, I think I'm Big Meech,
I think you need the streets to succeed the industry.
But I'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route, quote unquote
Backpack still bring them bitches out.
I bet you burnt em, you fry chicken nigga church em,
Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle.
Stop lyin ya'll pretenders ya'll ain't really workin,
Ya winslon, within lauren, though you nigga urkel.
Kin folk, I've been dope since super soakers,
No matter who gonna show up I make em move over,
All that talk about who's better then falauren,
Go and get that bread and they'll be penniless tommorrow.
Living out of a homer shit,
Broke and no one notices,
Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer kid.
Rather beatin on the bitch,
Motify your quota bitch,
PG bitches love me like I'm TCB and Polo bitch.
Norfitomic love me like a mother fuckin jonahs,
Look, I just want to make you better
I think I could save you
But I think I'm bipolar. I love you then I hate you.
Grew with this dame though I hate whoever aint you
Hate when I cant date you but I also need my space too
I made room for this love. How foolish of me
And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky
So check the verse miss. I aint say I'm perfect.
But you was low on love, what I do; reimbursed it
And now it hurts to be around or converse with ya
And what's worse is before this i had worshiped ya
Now war missiles hand guns and grenades
The walls I couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank
Now momma told me be careful who you love
G said just rap it up, these bitches actin up
And as for us, we was different though. Things have gotten difficult
Try to be Mr. perfect intercontinental, hold up
You spend your time with your friends all the time
And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline
My minds gone evil. You changed with the season
You had a new clear heart. Guess I was Hiroshima
So now I need some Xanies, some Remy, and some reefer
So when this war is over I'm not PTSD'ing
And I don't wanna leave her. But you know what got me wondering
I'm scared to lose love but even more scared to love again
{Chorus x2}
Why we gotta argue? Why we gotta fight?
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?
*Seinfield Skit*
Yea, they do (whatever they want. Whenever they want) And nobody else castop it
I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from
And I aint got the gall to tell my godzilla byebye
So I'm hurting. My effort is apparent she not fertile
The anger I've adopted. The feelings been aborted
So now I press ignore if ever Cupid tried to call up
They call me better now. See when everything is stopped
And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not
Notice everything it wasn't. Realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
Cause in the end its not bout what you put in.
Fuck kissing and hugging. They love pushing your buttons.
New love is so beautiful. Time just makes it ugly.
But fuck it i accept it. no longer will neglect it
If a period is late then I will mark it with a question
That mean I never trust em. And if you ever love them
Know that favorite girlfriends turn into crazy baby mommas
The war
{Chorus x2}
Now why we gotta argue. Why we gotta fight
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?
Just another product of this matrix
This maze I'm in amazes me at times
I just wanted to be at peace with you
And if I gotta settle for a piece of you,
then I gotta say peace to you.
With all due respect I do respect you enough to expect...
effort is all i ask.
If we gonna last more, I gotta ask for more
and if that means that I'm askin for too much
I'm sure we'll end up as our last or...past
we bash
we blast
we shoot
we lose
Bammers is trippin... vacationin you see they way off they mind,
With no return ticket,
This how here go,
This how here different,
That's why I'm so annoyed,
That's why I here whispers,
Call me a product of my own damn hood,
Since nautical was popular than popular for good,
Reason I'm good,
Reason I stuck with the sound,
I ain't playing like the rest who got free from it,
I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music,
A couple others but I feel they less important to me,
The point is they pointed,
Me in the direction of my home grown noises,
Of a artist I loved yet avoided,
Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well,
And I ain't going well,
I jive like bone,
Them fast songs was cool but I never wrote to 'em,
Only concern was the home that was close to him,
I style, I slang and I own music,
If I could hone my tone I could blow too,
So I phone Tony Craig and I said we gonna do it.
And that we did...
(Hey damn was that alright? Damn smack everythin sound good, we gonna keep it... Next Verse)
A lot of rappers sound like a lot of rappers,
Sound wise... oh they started puttin' out now,
They puttin out the same blueprint,
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun,
It's no fundamentals it's one dimensional,
One can mention ones self and it'd be too pretentious,
And to pretend as if Tupac is not these dudes intentions,
Pay attention if you should listen to his shit and they shit it's too convincing,
As well as Chris-to-pher we miss her,
But every march night another twenty is with us,
Clones... imitators known,
For imitatin the off switch like I'm on top of my own,
And they copy what's on,
And copy what's hot until that goes cold,
The one that breaks more is that last to get on,
But usually will last cause the last stick is on,
And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone,
Opposers try to knock but harder he will go,
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire,
Never will he imitate another rap nigger,
I am Wale and never can I vacate,
Never can I straight face,
Look at Wale and say you nothing but a biter,
Not the end lighter or liason to the niggers that's grindin,
Niggers that's reading,
Niggers that's runnin,
Niggers that scheming,
Niggers on merlin,
Niggers on DC,
Niggers who ain't seen beef,
To niggers in the knee deep who you think keep peace... me,
And I'm free free free...
(Wale Folarin mixtape about nothing, but really I am saying something, y'all all bluffin... keep coming)
Even if I ever leave now,
If I ever bleed DMV you hear it when I speak,
You can hear it in my lyrics,
And even when you old and your hearing is incoherent,
You can feel it via spirit,
Via my inheritance speakin as I did it,
Via niggers rep spreading speeches through the city,
The outskirts listen,
The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns I position,
The thugs say I'm cool,
The cool say I'm thug,
The mercs screaming at me saying I'm Emmi Loater's son?
I am not the only one,
In the city where the Burns magazines say I'm in,
I don't really give a fuck,
DC lovin ya,
I don't want it on my back,
And they label me King... you can come and take it back,
I don't want no fucking crown,
I don't need no fucking currency,
The Kings get killed very least overthrown,
I'm a thorough ass nigger I don't need a nigger to hold me,
Even if I roll I'm a forever going to be home,
See there no place better than the state of my mind,
Okay my game tight My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right.
I said my game tight My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right.
Passion that she's asking for Her man always slacking, no?
That why when he outta town I make sure she is not alone
That's when she gon hit my phone and tell me what's been goin on
Tell me whats been on her mind and im inclined to know some mo'
Tired at her normal seat 9 to 5 is all it be
Cubical small as shit and coworkers is talkative
(?) don't call the crib boyfriend on that jealous shit
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
But Friday night she gon make him babysit we gon blow that haze a bit and get away from all of it See it's not right but it's okay you see our love is just not the same cause any woman lacking love deserves is entitled to a get away.
Chorus
Seinfeld Skit
Good love then I can do that for her
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
It's temporary lust you need an in showing
And for the time being lets me in love with the moment
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Im just tryna poker face that's why I got my hand in
Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like Monday night at magic
Like a (Gigi mcguire?) now let me up inside
I give you that massage good hygiene is required ion want no dirty junk I just want a girly girly that own a rack of Jordan but don't sport em cause she love her pumps
Give my love to no one else kiss that cookie til it melt I am going underwater...micheal phelps
Do it til im tired or your homegirl can provide the help or you can be ms independent make that movie by yourself
[George] "I didn't get any bread"
[Jerry] "Just forget it, let it go"
[George] "Excuse I think you forgot my bread"
[Soup Nazi] "You want bread?"
[George] "Yes, please"
[Soup Nazi] "No soup for you!"
[Wale]
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot?
Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem
What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder
They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up
How I'm brought up, then you probably feel the same
And I ain't saying change sucker, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can't go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on
Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball
I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though
You know your son a asshole, but I hope you got those stacks though
Always on the road again,with Omega autobahn
Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans
And I give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did effect rap
Uh, for worse or for better
Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better
Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them?
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
They finito, why the fuck they all got egos?
My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia
This shit a freethrow, this shit here for my people
No soup for all you suckers while I'm re-ing up on me so
And they feeling me so, they not feeling y'all so
I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough
Past summer dough, motherfuck a ho
This is More About Nothing, I'm the fucking show
Hold it, keep rolling
Respect is like food, nigga what it do?
I'm eating real good, no soup for you
"No--"
No soup for you
"No--"
No soup for you
"No--"
I'm eating real good, nigga
"No soup for you"
"No soup for, for, for you"
I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite
They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame
And I don't know no Triple H, but this is all about the game
Competition I ain't winning but admit it, I'm still in it though
Should've been an all-star, I'm Crawford for Interscope
Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Gang Starr
And Will.I.Am and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y'all
And though I came far, know I got a way to go
Waiting for Pitchfork to say "Wale on this, so way to go"
Text message from Elliot saying "tape was dope"
XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post?
I am not no homophobe, good thing I don't read The Post
Unless your skin's winning, then I do it just to fucking boast
With this rap shit, you know I do the fucking most
I'm all over this beat like a motherfucking stethoscope
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
My timing was any better, then bitch, I'd be a metronome
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
But I am way too passionate to patch shit up and let shit go
Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form
But when you intellectual, some niggas ain't gon' let you on
But I'm here, jo, I hope you niggas know it's on
No soup for you wack niggas, I'ma get my chowder on
Gone
"No soup for, for, for you"
[Susan] "What are you doing?
Since when do you smoke?"
[George] "I've always smoked"
[Susan] "I've never seen you smoke"
[George] "Oh yeah, well, I'm a big smoker
[Phonecall:]
What up
Goddamn it
[Wale:]
You Know
I like you, like a little bit
A little tiny bit
[Tawiah:]
Just a little bit
[Wale:]
Like 'that much'
Listen
Shorty I'm here for you anytime you need me
For real girl it's me in your world, believe me
Nuttin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with' a crown I be down or whatever
In this life, nothing is forever, my lady
We can make war, make babies
Back when I was nothin', you made a brother feel like he was somethin'
So now I show you off to the block, no frontin'
Even when the skies is grey and my money was low
But not a dough like Kaziro
Not relying on the light no more
'Cause every night the light kiss she blow the only shot I know
Can make the eyes of the blind perform
I got my wife's–fuck a ring the ice ain't really nothing to her
And I ain't frontin' for her, she know just what it is
And I got mad love to give
[Chorus:]
Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You were my destiny
With my arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I'll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life for you
I will go where you lead
Always there in time of need
And when I lose my will
You'll be there to push me up the hill
There's no–no looking back for us
We got love, sure enough that's enough
You're all, you're all I need
To get by
All, I need, to get by, ohh
[Wale:]
Yeah
I got a love, jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone, I'm already on the 'you know'
Whenever I'm through you already on the phone
That's why all your lil' homies plottin' to get me home
But no, head over heels, you better get me
Forever all about you, like Wrigley's
It be true, me for you, that's how it is
I be–you know what? –you be my whiz
I'm your Mister, you my Misses, with hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday wishes–Please!
We avoid Pagan, the pace is far more amazin' than the maze
Raced by the Blacklists
Won't stray where the hate is
They just ate, but yet they know squat like a leglift
This is love, nothing else is close
This is a ______ but a mere portion of a semi-important life
Far from a complaint, but a mere look at the present showin you the changes that I made
The proverbial lemonade that I made
I made my mistakes, you see life's lemons often times come in a abundance,
in conjunction with the pressure that we're under
underrated some would say, hated, and some say it's the things I say or how I say em.
And I admit, in this race I tend to struggle to relate in words
It's like I'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard
I guess I gotta wait, deprived by the station's eye
Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves
Thank God for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind,
in this state of mind that I'm in, for you keep me in the race with the baton that yall give
and they hype beat, street wear, Versace and Vutton that I'm in
and really don't matter unless yall comin with
no days off, may we rip the face of the whole game off,
I'm gon say it to yall, I'm gonna put my faith in yall when I don't understand me
They say im runnin hip-hop but I'd rather unify with yall then stampede
And lastly for everybody who doubted I can't live without you, please
Continue to inspire the fire that is my re-dedication to greatness yall
Paint a picture to A.D. to freestyles to famous songs we out 'chere
Unforgettable gestures, unmeasurable effort, to pleasure the masses with impeccable work ethic
Let's get it, I go hard, no days off
Paint on my face, layin back rollin the J
Feelin like these rap niggas aint as real as they say
That's why I keep my friends limited, Keep them hoes interested
Resented by the game like I'm Pete Rose in this bitch
Ain't nothin stoppin us, tell u what the problem is
I'm on top of my game but these niggas won't acknowledge it
So a nigga hungry as a plastic hippopotamus
So stoppers better take it in the blood like a phlebotomist
-seinfeld skit-
Paint on my face, layin back rollin the J
Feelin like these rap niggas aint as real as they say
That's why I keep my friends limited, Keep them hoes interested
Resented by the game like I'm Pete Rose in this bitch
Ain't nothin stoppin us, tell u what the problem is
I'm on top of my game but these niggas won't acknowledge it
So a nigga hungry as a plastic hippopotamus
So stoppers better take it in the blood like a phlebotomist
I walk around understandin the politics
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
'06 came, had all kind of buzz, and Isaiah say one day your time will come
Then '09 came, them bad record sales, the silver-linin couldn't find him up on any shelf
I'm in the mirror like "this a product of my skills?" and I fear that my fans say I failed
It's just my fate, lemme chill, nah flip, my shit was submarine like, under ship
Look at what I'm up against, scrutiny, criticism, everybody judgin off a single I ain't even pick
Now my eyes Chinese, keep the lau in, now im takin these pills and I aint even sick
Ice and Rain, Letter, Center of Attention, I wanted them on my debut, but they aint wanna listen
You know I love my team, but they couldn't see my vision,
Interscope is my fam, so I ain't tryn make no issue
I'm just tryin to paint that picture, When I'm rhyming up in this booth
Imma try to rhyme nd get through, but I'm documentin the truth
Men lie. Women lie. Numbers won't forsaken, the only album flop is the album niggas hate so
A.D. two, oh no way, let's do this and God willin' niggas gonna triple up the munnies
Triple up the munnies, wisdom is improvin, if no one's there to listen guess I'll put it in the music
I told ya!
WHAT?!
I told ya she liked...
HOW DO YOU KNOW?!
She told me. She said she's never had a man
stir up all these feelings inside of her
SHE'S QUESTIONING HER FAITH!
SHE'S THINKING OF LEAVING THE CHURCH!
WOW!
RRRGH!..BOY..THIS IS POWER!
Avery Storm:
I got two whole tears in a bucket
And if my plans fall through then fuck it. Naaaaw
Way to much right here is at stake.
I AM INVINCIBLE!
I AM UNSTOPPABLE!
Wale:
Straight renegade, penetrating minds
Taking my time, let me levitate
Yall can't ever fade that
I don't ever lack shit
I aint ever ask for nothin to make it right here.
Yall all passe, stuck up on last year
I'm everybody top ten, you aint even top tier
My criteria aint even that serious
The way a nigga see it you lil niggas is ________
Yeah, I got felipe ____ flow
See I slept now atleast yall know
I live by the code, fuck bitches, love queen so
You don't gotta wonder what I got up on my team
Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean
Im playin for the green shawty ima team pleaser
Ima team player, I aint tryna be no king
Just tryna be a legend for a nigga hit 3....
0, the board CEO
Im glad you all witnessing what I did for D.C. tho
They disregard me, i guess they all got egos
They all need attention, they call me and ____
The Roq to a ____, they all believe me tho
And even with that, I be the rap Don Cheadle
Its hotel Rwanda, boast got cause I got-ta
Spit that raw shit, yall some talkative condoms
(Fall back)
Avery Storm:
I got two whole tears in a bucket
And if my plans fall thru then fuck it. Naaaaw
Way to much right here is at stake.
I AM INVINCIBLE!
I AM UNSTOPPABLE!
Wale:
Who woulda thought that the little running back
With the dickerson mask
Would be getting in the ass of opponents
Witness what i'm showing
And I don't need no center or guard, to get him open
(Hold up) I used to run powers and draws
Now im trickin with the strippers, the power of the draws
And I don't run counters no more
But I took a fly route to an opposite shore
[Intro:]
10 deep
Swag-er. This is a mixtape about... nothing. Not on drugs
If you bear with me you might see the undertone
Of the undertoned message that's at hand at the you know that I'm talkin' bout? Yeah
Look
Hmm, what's the deal with this rap stuff?
Since Napster the sales been crashin' and
Since Napster the game's been flooded by
Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers
Hmm, what's the deal with these ringtones?
Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though
Thus contributing to ongoing credit
Issues their issue's pathetic, please listen to me
Hmm, what's the deal with these issues?
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
My time with their half-witted reviews
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
Because he made his decision
A month prior when it, leak on the Inter-net
So now the net sales quivers
The record sold slips and the drop is now immi-nent
Yeah
What's the deal with the Nets though
Like being in the east ain't enough hell for 'em
Two Carters
I thought it'd get better but
They're getting rid of Kidd, like a miscarriage
Hmm, what's the deal with the DMV?
Niggas is unifying as we speak
And as we speak niggas hatin' me
While they hate me
They sendin' beats for a fuckin' feature
Hmm, yeah, and what's the deal with these rap features?
Half-witted rappers should of stuck to grass pushin'
I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open
It shows I know a bit
Rasputia
And, what's the deal with Rasputia?
I mean Eddie Murphy, swang, gettin' married
He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother
In the same year
But I ain't judgin'
Hmm, what's the deal with these niggas judgin'?
I moved from DC in 1990-somethin'
I got a number one spot who gon' take it from me?
And I ain't never left
That's why I'm makin' money
Hmm, what's the deal with makin' money?
And why black niggas can't get enough of it?
But too much gets you viewed in the news youngin'
For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money
Shoot young and what's the deal with these little youngin's?
And True Religions make your butt look ugly youngin'
Let me put you on the joke, I'll put you on the frank
And tell me what you is, can't tell me what you ain't
I can tell you that this tape
Collection of freestyles that I just want to make
And not a single feature except Lil Wayne
Cause everybody else did it I had to save face
And if you love substance you'll love Wale
But most niggas love nothin' so I made this tape
Get it?
Most niggas love nothin' so I made this tape
[Wale Talking]
Salutations to the listeners
But this particular
Literature for the people in the office with positions of power they are the white collared writers the sudo hip-hoppers with them A&R; titles...
Well for years I've been quiet and quit honestly close mouths never get to gobble so please take a walk as I sit up in your office and offer us some open mind on this here product think out of the box,
Lead with your self-consciousness and you can be the genius the media applauds for the first question you ask is how can my rap benifit your company substantially and I can break it down for you before I make the noise let me clear the sound for you cause' this is so important...
Whom ready OK...
What makes me different than those niggas is spittin,
ONE I am a brand and those niggas is spittin TWO I'm from a land that's chalked full of gorillaz thus giving the story considered I'm not with em THREE D.C. a market that's untapped lyrically I'm the pinnacle sidered to run rap FOUR revert three some of them MC's but signed but couldent break a record in they own town now you have a guy that is the talk of his town and far from one hit wonder I done hit em' four times FIVE you can't be serious with the fashion in this a look that's corelated to any artists appeal niggas will never admitted but I am keeping it real and average nigga with swag on and ugly nigga with skills [x6] Think Think Think Think Think Think Think Oh hold that thought for a lil' that question is more retoricle I resent a nevoricle ora for your audio average is Au Revoir ordinary is Adios don't even answer that question if you have four Six the end of Five replies the hoes love me quite handsome but I flow ugly shit and I ain't on no Ty Swiff I make a lil' more than they IPOD switch Seven I'm a descendate son of a black immigrant you might not care but a billion africans give a shit I get the Akon love I get the nation with us few caucasians sayin' Wale's US A that be the guy sittin' on my right or left whatever side he tries to set Ronson the Co-Author the novel that is an album hip-hop's instincts today and for now on something like Jay in Reasonable Doubt form I bet the label's losing sleep that they passed on em' I spit that rafael edmond till my mouth numb we make climax records that's the outcome College Dropout,
Thriller,
Ready To Die,
400 Degreez,
The Chronic is in the lead The Breath cannot compete to the freshnest I breathe into this shit the monotany in this shit obviously a misrep a black culture the flesh of hip-hop eyed by the vulture salivating in circles fuck it I'm still working Why cause' I'm feeling so important so look Hova,
Look Clive,
Look Liles,
Look at MTV,
How does the shit look now,
Looking twelve years back we can only look down cause they lookin' like clowns that look so proud.
Atlantic said I'd make a million selling those ringtones...
But when you timeless you ain't thinking of ringtones I'm thinking classic material for me joe and run an Alderman like Yao Ming coach a sing goons for them OG lovers the new school fools that appreciate the hustle the middle class college students niggas in the struggle bitches who rezaine and love to listen Usher forty year old women that's out chasing a husband teeny boppers that play the single till it's unimportant so if you real the people gon' love you like till they blight then you on another level the voice of the ghetto,
The soul of the district,
Only thing on your mind should be where is my pen shit,
Bitches on my line, this a probate
H2O flow and i don't hold gate,
this is no trial, this a closed case
thats why my mans flippin birds like a road rager,
im no angel, my hoes like a sega
Streets of rage 2, i make them hoes skate, dont let the flow escape,
just let me flow above, im blowing loud out the clouds \"TURNT UPPPP\"
And these worth bucks, fuck ifs or maybes
Yeah surfs up harlem hoes say i'm \"waaaavy\", LA girls say i'm \"holetiyyght\"
I leave a hater like he lost a watermellon fight (LAUGHS)
Call it what you want i'm what you like, i'm ballin all my life i'm Sydney Dean ya'll Wesley Snipes,
Never really been into the ice, my lady friends never really be into the life,
I like a deep thinker, i like a wine drinker, i like a dutty wine bitch with some vagina piercing,
i like a good listener, i like a sense of humor, i like a hoe that likes a hoe just for my amusement,(laughs)
Ok, i like to think im likable, i like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts,
Dont know why they fighin' fo, dont know why they arguin' , dont know why you even ask, aint nobody hot as this
They be on that water here, put a couple in the air, then they get that choppin like they dont know where a traget is,
And im shoppin like i dont know where a Target is, swear a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman Markus shit
(Stupip Neiman Markus shit)
Bring the hook, i think i need to spark again.
Uhh! yeah smokin yeah a should stop, everyday is 420 every moments Woodstock, everything is good but them haters wish i would stop penetrationg the culture but i do it til' this Wood Stop, Uhh!
Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by Lyricis,
Got it lock like Styles Sheek Kiss and them the irony in that is i aint all about the benjamins,
Im all about my woman friend, benefits to get it in BBM Pinnin me some pictures in they intiments,
womanizing to say the least and everything after nautalis aint a beat,
Daytona 5 Grey S5 with the baddest out of 3 dimes Lisa \"Left\" Eye,
my Flow Chilly TBoz, watch with 30 rocks in it No Peacock, A little NBC talk,
I smoke and let the tree talk, I'm goin at the green Rock-steady/Bee-Bop(ninja turtles villians)
No Longer do i freestyle, Money for the strippers, they comin after me huh they probably off the dippers,
they must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol
My side is all ryders yall side dont buy tickets
[Intro: Michael Richards]
Shut up! 50 years ago, they'd have you upside down with a xxxxxxx fork up your ass! you can talk, you can talk, you can talk, you're brave now, motherfucker! who's loud talking? the nigger! he's a nigger! he's a nigger! a nigger, look, there's a nigger!
[Wale:]
The color of my skin, content of my character,
Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone
White with a badge or anyone
Slightly affected by the tide to this race that I'm running in,
Pardon me, y'all, the racists I run against,
The race war, when it's us against all of them,
They subconsciously low talk us,
And probably all think as kramer did still but won't talk it,
And first off, I ain't trying to be conscious,
Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you,
This dark content for those of dark complexion,
Who's x-ed off, rip, who gon' listen to us?
Who gon' speak for us? who gon' plead for us?
Who gon' be the head n.I.c. for us?
Who gon' defend us from crooked police on us?
I'm just an insecure n.I.g. er...
Please listen to me, please listen to me,
Please listen to me, n.I.g. er...
Please listen to me, who gon' listen to me?
Who gon' listen to me, n.I.g. er...
Listen to me, who gon' listen to me?
Who gon' listen to me, n.I.g. er...
Who gon' listen to me, who gon' listen to me?
Who gon' listen to me, n.I.g.
Hey,
And p say that I should stop saying nigga,
But if I did, what would be the difference?
I'd still be a nigga, he'd still be a nigga in his feelings,
I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one,
There'd still be niggas out killing,
And still be white people still out to get us,
And still be niggas saying whites tryna get us,
And still be lazy and paranoid niggas,
I'm paramount, nigga, I am, and you can't be mad,
Cause I choose the word nigga, lemme air it out, nigga,
Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had,
A clever idea to take something they said,
Into something we have, something we flipped
Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad,
Bitches ain't shit, but women ain't bitches,
See, women are the queens, and xxxxxxx just bitches,
And xxxxxxx say xxxxx like xxxxx is not offensive,
When niggas say bitch, all of the sudden, they offended,
And niggas say nigga to a nigga,
A nigga write nigga in a lyric, expect the white boy to omit it,
The white boy spit it like he spit it,
Recite it to his friends who, by the way, ain't niggas,
And say nigga, nigga, nigga, my favorite rapper did it,
And non-nigga friends got it with him,
Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living,
Until a black friend kinda hear it, just a tidbit,
He thinks aw, forget it, it's so insignificant and little,
The white boy sees this as a clearance, now it's
Nigga, nigga, nigga, every single day,
And that little nigga nigga, thinks it's okay,
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade,
And it begins to phase him more each day,
The things they say went a little too far,
He couldn't tell the difference between an a or er,
So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face,
There's nothing he can do, he let it get away,
It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face,
The mirror made him hurl, his reflection disgraceful,
Yeah, and make sure everything you say,
Can't be held against you in any kind of way,
And any connotation is viewed many ways,
Cause under every nigga, there's a little bit of kramer,
Self-hatred... I hate you... and myself...
Niggas...
[Outro: Michael Richards]
Uh, Yea Yea, Turn Me Up A Lil Bit
Uh, Just What's Been On My Mind?
[Hook:]
I've got to get away, I Gots To Fly Away
I've Gots To Get Away, I've Got To Fly Away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 1:]
Look Sometimes It Ain't Worth It
A Lovely Outer Surface
A Pity Party I'm Throwin'
Sometimes I Feel So Worthless
I Feel My Work Ain't Enough
I Feel They Praise Us Too Much
Or Now They Don't Praise Enough
Them Niggas Hate Me For What?
One Of Us Crazy, I'm Frustrated
Disgusted With 'Em
They Shootin' My Religon
So MuthaFuck The System
And MuthaFuck The Quota
And Hail My Color Purple
And I Ain't Talkin Oprah
It's Me My Eyes Lower
I Should Have Been A Chauffer
My Driver's Like Noone
Well Rick James, Maury, Jane
MuthaFuck Ya Sofa
I Mean Your Couch I'm Jokin'
I'm On The Couch Toastin'
A Bitch Is Nothin' But A Dog
Who Ain't HouseBroken
I'm In Your Spouse Strokin'
What Are My Immorals
But Most Of The Time
I Lose My Mind For Divine Oral
Ya'll Define Normal
That's Why They Don't Get Me
And There Is No Chemistry
With Joe Schmo's In Me
And Those OpposIn Me
Have No Souls Indeed
I'm Like A Parapalege
I Don't Know Defeat
Or Never Felt It
We Gon' Keep Going
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Visions Of POPO, Visions Of Sirens
Visions Of Handcuffs They Comin' Up
In My Dreams, Stomach Is Rumbling
They Say I Don't Never Smile
Or Never Say Never Though I Admit
That It's Been Awhile
You Never Tire, Might As Well As Inspire
And He Who Satisfy, Might As Well As Retire
Them Bastards Is Stagnant, My Path's Ever lastin'
I've Mastered This Ask Of Me, My Raff Ain't Practice
I Refuse The Ration Allowed With These Assholes
That Naturally Act Like These Raps Is A Mattress
To The Yawners, To The Sleepers
To Be Honest, I Need Ya
So My Armor, Can Strengthen
So Keep Talkin' Ya'll Pieces, Uh
I Beach Chair, With My Malibu Vision
Eatin No Boo Dishes, With My Soul Food Princess
By The Water, Au Revoir To My Audience
Left My Home Alone, You Can Call Me Macaulay Bitch
[Hook:]
Okay, my game tight. My game right.
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right.
I said my game tight and my game tight.
Don't even know her name until I know her taste, right?
[Verse 1:]
Uh, passion that she's asking for. Her man's always slacking, no?
That's why when he outta town, I make sure she is not alone.
That's when she gone hit my phone, tell me what's been going on.
Tell me what's been on her mind and I'm inclined to know some mo'.
Tired at her normal seat, 9 to 5 is all it be.
Cubical is small as shit and co-workers is talkative.
Burn the phone, don't call the crib. Boyfriend on that jealous shit.
He fathers her only kid, that's why my homies let him live.
But Friday night, she gone make him babysit.
We gone blow that haze a bit and get away from all of it.
See it's not right but it's okay, you see our love's just not the same.
'Cause any woman lacking love's entitled to a get-away.
[Hook]
[Seinfeld Skit]
[Talking:]
Versatility is everything. Shoutout to all the uh, intuitions, secrets, ya know?
[Verse 2:]
Uh, good love... and I can do that for her.
I can do it to a nigga, make a pull on her.
It's temporary lust, you need an in-showing.
Now for this time being, let's be in love with the moment.
Okay you dancin', drinkin' on your last one.
I'm just tryna poke her face, that's why I got my hand in.
Grown man shit, tonight, no romance shit.
And you should make this bedroom like a Monday night at Magic.
Like a Gigi McGuire, now let me up inside.
I give you that massage; good hygiene is required. I don't want no dirty junk.
I just want a girly-girl that own a rack of Jordans but don't sport 'em 'cause she love her pumps.
Give my love to no one else. kiss that cookie 'til it melt.
I am going underwater... Michael Phelps!
Do it 'til I'm tired or your homegirl can provide the help or you can be Ms. Independent-
Make that movie by yourself!
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Okay, I think this time we make moves. No clothes required here.
Shawty, can I taste you after that Moscato hit?
We both grown and I don't care. Not so fast, don't tie yo' hair.
She say, "my love is outta here." She out of all her outerwear.
And I am real and I am raw.
But don't go in raw 'cause I'm prepared.
See that's a hazard if y'all ain't know.
I got them gold wrappers like 500 sold.
Got that deep love, purify that woman so.
Get it so good, I make that mothafucka somersault.
Tell me anything you want, I'm a keep that on the low.
I just wanna please you so tell me where I need to go.
Downtown, downtown, I know that you is freaky so.
If ya man can't keep up with you then I think he need to go;
Downtown, downtown, I know that you is freaky so.
If ya man can't keep up with you, put my number in ya phone.
I'm just duin wat I got to do
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
Is the return of the embassador heard u bammas sassin
Now I'm laughin cause I'm passin ya
A bamas rap but, they lack the passion for it
They lack the vision young folarit now colabodorm
I real them in, goadomes on see
I'm on my scott storch stayin clear of timbalands
I be clever no thug but the street love them
Why be emp like we brothers
Need peace harlem and the dipset fenomenal
D.c got you we got them like u got en on
Yea my fan base pillin on... yea
My haters need tylenol
Need by the way I seen the itunes hatin
I think is more races then raegan
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
But wat can be similar, to dry grapes
Or babies and raisens
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
If it's bullshit you want, bullshit I shall
Yea I'm a kick it off and go heads and tales
Red lobster everyday shrimp heads and tails
And bad bitches give me head and tails
And bad bitches give me heads and tell
See I'm a head but u stay a snale
I move they see the back of my nikes
Got to the end of the tunel
Need I was the ligth aha
Always strap so I was alrigth
Naked woman rub my back
And ask me how was my night
I said bitch stay out of my bussines
When we fuck she say
Just stay out of kidneys
I say, don't say it if simon didn't
And america idolize a nigga
But they better cause bitch I'm me
And you r you too but bitch I'm three
I be
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Still got my nike boots [x8]
The revolution has arrived
Luchidor like I been mass but I'm still remin fly
That's fly in then a wrestler, you don't want to mess
Young rey misterio miss the shay, shabo regero
Flyer them the rest of them make em al remenber me
Make an al similar to a mind of an elephant
My wreaks exellence your wreaks is extregend
Avery body know me like the contracoka extra mac
Beon the extremeni every one need anyone
Train to tadh money like is candy in the canyo
Bein in more beaft than gango I preyd them
Always next to madness like kiyon canyon
Flyer them the rest of them I told u I'm isht
Wacht me exersice my excrement
Why send a messeges dnv messegers love is so
So I'm rapind them hail to tha skins rest in peace Sean Taylor 1!
Flyer then the rest of themstill got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
Flyerthen the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them
Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots
[Seinfeld:]
Okay, uh, look. If you wanna just keep doing the same old thing, maybe this idea is not for you. I for one am not going to compromise my artistic integrity. And I'll tell you something else, this is the show. And we're NOT gonna change it.
[Wale:]
Never will I ever utter never to myself
Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf
I never back up like Cleo Lemon on myself
Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out
When life gets sour know I still devour
I remember Peabody mice crawling up the shower
Now it's motorbikes, warm nights out in Maui
And white bitches and light skinned women be smilin'
DC star, a PG legend
Mogul phenomenon holmes I'm all of it
Yeah, they all love it though critique Jon Lovitz
And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public
See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change
If you never do, still niggas look at you strange
Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news
Once you made it you cool, they label you brand new
Really in subconscious
They see a star no longer the underdog
So nobody wanna walk with ya
They all talk like you think you was a god n'shit
But you the same that you always is
Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit
This all be different if you had an office key, yeah
And I'm the same, on e'erything I love, or everything I love
Please pardon my integrity
[Seinfeld:]
What were you thinking? What was going on in your mind? "Artistic Integrity"?
Wh-where did you come up with that? You're not artistic, and have no integrity.
You know you really need some help, a regular psychiatrist couldn't even help you.
[Wale:]
Check it, so, my chin's high like a Japanese pilot
They frontin', they Charles S. Dutton movin' garbage
And what you callin' that so-called hard shit?
None like me, like I, founded a convent
To contend my content I'm on ends meet like a vegetable omelette, see?
So the more you see, it's few niggas speakin' like me
So they put me in the box with he, and he
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
They work to get there so to work to get theirs
I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror
Respect still there but ya boy's right here
We apples and oranges but everybody pears
They say I'm Lupe, they say I'm Lil' Wayne
They say I'm too Jay to portray new-lay
They say I'm too nice to be a rapper
The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened?
They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion
I laugh at 'em, though Mr. West I ain't mad at ya
See, he in his soul mode, I'm in my go go
Only thing in common is these fuckin' Matsumotos
Yeah live from the SoHo, and hov told me I'd blow Joe
See I rap like a lifetime blown nose [? ]
All I know is I'm merely [? ]
Meaning I'm lesser than a god but higher up than ya'll
A lion in form, Matt Leinart when firing the ball
Pause Maya Angelou spawn, abandoned and raised by Nas
Raised by the sharks but I'm swimming with the prawns
[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don't recollect your name
(Oooh, baby I don't know your name)
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
(Look at your body baby)
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?
[Verse 1: Wale]
Look, another day another dollar
She hate me when I leave cause when I leave I never call her
That's life shit, alright, shit, I could call you right quick
But if I call you gone be like "Boo why we haven't skyped yet? "
And I skype, bet you say "Lay where my flight at"
If I decline then you inquire on where I spend my nights at
Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic
But a woman worth some anger is certainly worth some effort
Just look closer my life is quite deceptive
Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention
I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression
And when I'm back from off that road don't ask me no questions
Please... fear watchu don't know
[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don't recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?
[Verse 2: Wale]
Don't remember how I met her but I know I won't forget her
If loving her is wrong then I just know I won't see heaven
She say she from Seattle, she twenty and some change
Before I get to T.I.A. I'm sure to make her rain
Then I'm back up on my plane Chi town over here
We spend some time and get some wine have some milds from Harolds
I told her this here's overrated but I love your city baby
Gotta get back to the D you know we finally famous
Driver drop me off in dallas I'm headed to some money
TSA be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage
I know I'm a always leave em but I swear I'll always love em
Tell her you'll probably find someone but you'll never find another
[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don't recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Got on my suede shoes, I'm in a great mood
That baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta St. Louis
Know she shining bright, got on my cartier, she my billie jean we minaj with mary jane
See we city hop, Vegas to LA, brings alotta joy Buggati boy that's Laina Lane
Our faucets used to drip, I used to ride the bench, but it was written in cursive for this king to exist
Packed her bags now she live amongst entrepreneurs
Marc Jacob the makeup Gi-Givenchy consumer Gianni Versace connoisseur a carnivore
Accountable for half a million uncounted for
[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don't recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Cool -
As a summer breeze,
Pimpin is nothin to me.
Roll up the purple and breathe,
Sit back and fuck up the beat.
Them niggas be hatin'
But them niggas suckas to me.
Who here is fucking with me?
It's not a discussion,
I be in my own class,
Bitch I got them cold raps.
I fuck the world; I'll fuck your girl
And give them both a orgasm.
Leave your show cancelled,
Leave 'em with no answer:
The master of my domain,
Yes I am no costanza.
First I have potential,
Now I got them answers.
I'm smoking on that voodoo
And that's word to papa shango
Cooler than a fan circulating
When they dancing in my face
I get my chance now I'm a take it.
So, lord forgive me for my indirect sinnin'
Am I cheating on this woman
If I'm gettin' naked pictures from another
A lover
And I'm always gonna want it
But let me be 100
See monogamy's redundant
Sometimes you find the one
Sometimes you give it up
Sometimes you buy the ring
With no problems you will love
Sometimes it ain't what's up
Sometimes you play the fool
So for now I'm doing me
And I'm finding it's cool...
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be
A-a-and then
When you're ballin
When you're ballin
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
But I'm too high up I can't hear what they sayin'
A-a-and then
Definition of cold:
Ice, 30 below
Champagne, foreign names in my pool.
Take you home,
Let you sleep in my clothes,
Roll some weed
The homies ain't gotta know
Get you high
Keep it on the low
All this paper I fold
Meetin' fuckin hos on the road
It's takin it's toll
Now how you think
Don't even speak
Unless you talkin franklins
Ran out of weed but see
I kept a g and brought a joint to bake so...
It's cool...
Haha
So cool my bitch got no shoes
My whip is new but I'm playin old school
Always keep it up to date
That's why the hos choose.
Yesterday's paper,
That's why you old news.
Hating on my team until they see we won't lose.
Homey used to be a player,
Now I coach fools
On how to get your money,
Live it and spend it
Just how you're supposed to
Call some bitches to roll through and...
It's cool...
What is hittin' for
My niggas is winning though
Everywhere I'm at
I make you feel like it is 10 below
It ain't nothing yo
Let me change the temperature
And do I need to mention when
A-a-and then
What is hittin' for
My niggas is winning though
Everywhere I'm at
I make you feel like it is 10 below
It ain't nothing yo
Let me change the temperature
And do I need to mention when
A-a-and then
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be
A-a-and then
When you're ballin
When you're ballin
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
But I'm too high up I can't hear what they sayin'
A-a-and then
Back in my zone
Fresh out the b.e.tizzi
Shout out bieber and nikki
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
I'm blowin sticky
I'm blowin out of that lex
I'm living with no regrets
Well I'm getting over my exes
Access granted:
Take a step up to my world cause
My niggas is thorough cut
Sip until I hurl up, oca
Hold up
I got bitches sewed up
What cha all niggas know about it
My kick game is world cup
It's cool...
World cup I know that they don't get me
I keep them bitches clean
Though my sneakers game is messy
Due to my under sellin'
No I did not get that bentley
But this amg I do for nothing
And you niggas won't catch me
Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition
I just wanna rep my hood
So I be good if I don't get rich
I'm good if y'all don't listen
Just catch me out the district
And I'm probably in some limited edition
They ain't never shippin'
Sometimes you do get dough
Sometimes you get the cheese
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Sometimes you do get broke
Sometimes you be on need
But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze
It's cool...
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be
When you're ballin'
When you're ballin'
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
got work (slight work)
d-town to the dmv
diplo wassup
got your girl going crazy
drunk white bitches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)
[wale - verse 1]
i can do it all and it aint no problem
aint nobody harder than a nigga folarin
bitch i hard, i'm ballin' i'm globe trotting
and my flow art my nigga, i'm mozart with it
it's all good, i do this
i turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
foolish i be on that new shit
and i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with
aint nobody checking for your garbage
lot of intuition i aint even finish college
never hit the mall and forever get it all
any broad better layer like i'm dressing for the fall, nigga
and i'm all that, hit the passenger door
shawty was pinkberry sweet and i aint lactose
i aint tryna brag tho, i'm just know i'm that dope
kick game bo jacks, my bo jacks tai bo
haha, and it aint no problem, you race to these broads
i relay 'em, baton 'em
bitches in here, one thou
but when you step out why the bitches run out
double mg shit i put the set down
rick james back, bad bitches on the couch
ahh, wordplay, olubowale my first name
i think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe
i got a pair of j's, i roll a pair of j's
we up in diamond supply, spending that carrot cake
let it marinate, you forever late
a million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
[hook]
(work it, work it)
slight work, its light work
(work it, work it)
the wrong drink, the right work
slight work, light work
(work it, work it)
the wrong drink, the right work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
[big sean]
bitch you aint a boss til you cut a pay check
only thing between me and your bitch is latex
man, and i aint into saving these hoes
my nigga tell me where you see a cape at
b-i, b-i bitch b-i-g
the two things i don't need are you and my id
i'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
cause i'm drunk, yeah ok
under 25 living the f-cking life
white amercia said i'll be doing 25 to life
and just for that, i'ma blow 25 tonight
you make 25 a year, i make 25 a night, woah
blucka, blucka, blucka
bitch get hit with my ciroc vodka choppa
(go) takin' body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
top floor like i'm out tanning
and they stole your whole delivery, now thats outlandish
i guess like good delivery, man, i'm outstanding
car tinted, i'm in it, til like i'm out camping, goddamit
i'm one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, thats one hell of a high
bitch, i gets ghost, the way she screaming big
niggas couldn't tell if i was dead or alive
[hook]
[outro]
you already know, finally famous in this
d-town to the dmv,
probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi
from the d-town to the dmv, i got all these bad bitches tryna get with me
from the d-town to the dmv, i got all these bad bitches tryna get on me
[Intro: Wale talking]
K.B. what up? Jonas what up? Haha. Check it. Uh
[Chorus: Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh
[Verse 1: Wale]
It's nothin' like where I come from
That's why I shed light on the darker I come form
Nigeria inspired to talk drum
The soul proprietor on the globe from our sun
I own it
Now everybody on it
My mind's so bright when that when I go in you can't notice it no mo'
So if I talk down to a man
Not only do I enlighten but I provide a tan
Hoppin' out a van
Braggin' because I am
Draped in green and red like flag of Sudan
While you pretend, and you niggas so pretentious
I love a Tracey Ross but I don't keep a girlfriend, look
Warm is a pen from the hand from the head
That whatever it creates it will land in the hand
In the pack of the group
They lack what I do
You would think that I had a match for a tooth
And I snap like Bob Backland in the booth
To bad bitches I'm about as bashful as Luke
I Freaknik's and the Swishers
Two dyke bitches while I'm filmin' them picnic, yum
The District's son
Prodigal, the Prodigy
That's Mobb Deep and that is no pun
Straight bad bitches I run, through
I put out when I'm cummin'
I love to be redundant
So I'm hopin' that your period is punc-tual
On time
One rhyme
Wale Folarin huh
Holler at me
[Chorus: Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
[Verse 2: Torae]
The bars razor blade sharp and no
Cold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you want to know
See my name on a flier then you ought to go
My arsenal, makes for an awesome show
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
It's like I snatched names off of classic LP's
I guess I sort of did and I call it Daily
Conversation, abbreviation I made it D.C.
The home of Wale, formerly home of me
I did a little stint, shout out to the south east
And slid back north of course to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and forward to y'all
Underrated so I over charge
Bars is over y'all
They hot now, when Tor' drop it's over for 'em
I'm light years ahead of you right tiers
So the homie Wale can leave the hook right
Jeah
[Chorus: Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh
[Chorus 2: Kingpin Slim]
And it weighs a ton
My name's Kingpin Slim and I'm a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
[Verse 3: Kingpin Slim]
I'm important to the impostors
Boppers
They impressed with my pimp posture
Team shine hard, you'll squint at the roster
Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors
Clown be careful
Fuck boys you should fearful
We tote toast like we careful
Cheers
I flash smiles at the mean looks
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a clean crook
And I don't need a coupon when I cop a Coupe
Cause I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is lock the hoop
You're sayin' that's your girl
She's a prostitute
I treat Arnette like a net when I stop and shoot
Swish
Even if I miss she gon' rebound
Homie, got the industry watchin' DMV now
I know they gon' see me unless they senile
I pray I stay up out the grave and the penile
Meanwhile
I'm convertible coastin'
I ain't play no more I converted to coachin'
And I rarely get credit so I keep cash with me
Cocaine is a hell of drug, ask Whitney
Yeah, this is creativity on Creatine
D.C. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine
[Chorus: Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
I'd Rather Be with You Babe (yes I do)
I'd rather beeeeee with youuuuuuuuuuuu
[Chorus]
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
Rather beee with youuuuuu
[J.Cole]
Yeah
Ay though I love you hate that bitch that's always with you
aShame I gotta put up with her shit just to get you
She thru another fit you had to split because she was wit you
And now I'm at the crib all alone damn I miss you
Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through
And then I got you loose it's like a glove how I fit you
Your two lips they smell like tulips so official
My niggas'll probably clown me if I told 'em that I kissed you
But you clean as a whistle Wet as a tissue in the toilet
Love to hit that spot get you hot like I boil it
Even let ol' girl watch she enjoy it
Even though she make it hard for me to see you
Knowing that I need you
Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch
Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did
For me looks good She said oh you so sweet
Now get me while you can you bout to have to wait a whole week
Ah hell not the beast really I don't give a fuck
Well since you already bleedin' that mean I don't get to cut
Ay Look I'm already fienin' so just let me slide thru
Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit
Then I'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
The only reason that I put up with this moody ass bitch
Is... you.
Rather be, (Hey baby its... you) rather
Rather be, (Now baby its... you) rather
Rather be, (Hey baby its... you) rather
(And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu
[Wale]
Yeah
She said I love you she talks tellin' me to kiss her up
But when her friend visits I doesn't get it much
Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason
Now my shit is like a crip sneaker
Listen love of my life I'm tryin' to get some, uh-tention
You don't gotta listen just give a fuck
Your mouth I don't need your legs you can keep
Just tryin' to get up in your jeans re-sew your seams
And your pussy was the cameo but stole the scene
So I got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese
Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress
Goodbye to my girl when I'm in it
I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine
I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines
See it's a part of you I gotta be a part of
But every other part of you make me wanna depart and
Baby look at what you started, why am I working for it
Why are we still conversing when I'm sure you've heard the chorus
I'm sure you get the point and I prefer you throw it urgent
Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
Trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit
Then I'm bustin' like an uzi when I'm thru with that shit
The only reason why I put up with this stupid ass bitch
Is because of you.
[Chorus]
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
(And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu
[Curren$y]
Uh, and how I wish I would've met you first
Never had a chance to try
Cause your overprotected friend saw the lust in my eyes
So you she would hide
Because she thought of me as a typical guy
Which you know I'm differ-right
You listenin' to her
Leaving you with empty nights
Recognize shawty, be real with ya'self
Mama feelin' herself literally
And I wondering if I mention this to get rid of me
Cause every time you come by to kick it
And I open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
Influencing your decisions I can't even get a minute
Without her making attempts to go and hog up all of my attention
She talk and I don't listen
I'm just picturin' me stickin' and movin' you moanin'
Music on the counter in the kitchen
This better be that niggas bitch reachin' for my zipper
Cause they figure there is no way that my dick is big I beg to differ
If they let the research droop I so get it
She know you'll never be the same if I hit it
You know you longing for the stroke so you drippin'
She smoking and that will be the scapegoat for sippin'
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
Trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit
Then I'm bustin' like an uzi when I'm thru with that shit
The only reason that I put up with this bougie ass bitch
Is... you
[Chorus]
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
Rather be, rather
"Say it again"
[Verse 1: Wale]
Uh huh
Slumdog 'fore I part any sub par
The underdog of the underground has come far
Who's gonna come for it?
The crown that is
They gun for it
But wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it
I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf
Napkin
Nigga my loogies eat tracks up
Now while my fan base adds up
HDC bitches need a nigga like Fab says
Like I took a tablet of melatonin
See, while y'all niggas on the microphone I'm nappin'
Nigga, I'm the baddest and I ain't even trappin'
I master vandalism and my Louie V's sprout shit
How the fuck I get on?
I still keep it indie, y'all word to Dow Slim
Cry me a river, I'll white water raft it
Y'all roll up pounds well I roll up mountains
I rode from Largo to south side to Austin
With a bad snow bunny probably still on allowance
"Say it again"
I ain't hear you clear
Stuntin' in my rarest pair
Nigga I ain't never scared
"Say it again"
Call me whatever Joe
I be gettin' money
Motherfucker I ain't never broke
"Say it again"
I ain't hear you clear
Stuntin' in my rarest pair
Nigga I ain't never scared
"Say it again"
Call me whatever Joe
Wale & Royce
Motherfucker this is forever dope
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm like castration
Take your balls from ya
Pause
I'm calculatin'
Like numbers
We lookin' for something like navigation
Lyrically force niggas to spit it like masturbation
Physically molly whoppin'
Triggers is probably poppin'
All of my bitches mind's are Free like Olly Oxen
Suck my lolly pop then
I put the condom on it
Look at the beaver up and down like I'm Wally watchin'
Haha, I'm on the grind, niggas know the time
You spit it like phew
I spit it like a loaded nine, POP
Biggie... PAC
C'mon, who's nicer than Nickel?
I'm trife on this ripple
When you a big dummy like Lamont Sanford
Your life is a product of trash
I'm fuckin' dykes with a lot of pizazz
My hoes got moxie
My Slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey
[Talking]
This the hip-hop shit they be crying for, right?
Saying I ain't got it, or I ain't with it
You bull shit, look
[Verse 1]
In a room full of goons, I'm such a fucking stand out
I prefer your applause without a handout
So refrain from the clap like a Prophylac
Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know I rap
I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act
Smell the folgers, get the scrotum out your focus
I can't drink what niggas serving, there's no wonder why I pour it
It's no wonder why I go in any hood like I ain't knowing
'Cuz they love you when you real, they just like you when your flowing
And they like when I influence, and so perfectly, I do it
So check my net worth, and I got them jerseys moving
Word to Shawn Corey, and you know what I am doing
Got a movement for these niggas, God bless who's not into it
[Verse 2]
Nigga, lyrically gifted, second only to religious scriptures
Ripley's Believe it Or Not would tell you that I'm different
Lift up your seat and just stop, or did you think I would flop?
Go take the "p" out, put a "w" to see what I got
I make the scene I'll make sense, I make Moschino a lot
Although I beat up a track, I make a C Note make knot
I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business
Real enough to admit I listen to people's opinions
I'm big enough to dismiss 'em, but real enough to petition
Depending on if it's hatred or an objective opinion
I respectfully tell 'em, "I get it, you just don't feel it"
You just don't like what I'm doing, the lyrics Twitter my image
I ain't bitter my nigga, I respect your position
Fuck what they selling us, reality live in the mirror
'Cuz of that I never let up, 'cuz of that I keep my head up
Temporary the richest, legendary's forever
Just remember I said it, by the end of November
[intro: wale]
it's important to go right into the booth after the argument
i think it's only right, hoarse and everything
like fuck it though, what's up
[verse 1: wale]
pessimism is all that she know
cause every brother she go with always pick up and go
i been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach
told her, “give me your heart; try to get you the globe”
have the world baby girl, live it up, you deserve it
every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
we go together / break up
we go together / break up
ain't this an insecure bitch, meanin we love to make up
when we good, we good shawty
we don't ever make love
but if i call out your name, i bet your ready to “uh!”
you say you ready, you ain't ready enough
cause when it fall right in your lap, you be ready to get up
this is her, this is it, this is sabotage love, counterfeit
she the shit, she the one
she got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done
this is her, this is it, this is sabotage love, counterfeit
she the shit, she the one
she got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done
[bridge: lloyd]
cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart
i'm feeling like i never want to be apart
but just when it gets good, she's gone
and i'm left right back at start..
[hook: lloyd]
my girl likes to sabotage, our love yeah
she can only take so much more than her heart got
she can only live for the moment
why? i'll never know it
guess i'll meet her right back at start
[verse 2: wale]
let's roll a j and pretend we in love
i've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
i'm trying to make a way, she never call back
she's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that
she only love me when i be ignoring
when i be doing throwin it on her, shorty brushing me off
i swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre
sabotage all the time, have me avatar'd
blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around
she leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about
yea and this is something to think about
why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
ha, that make it hard to be faithful
knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more
ten more depending on where wale going
fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long
it's weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong
you gon' miss a good thing and now bitter alone
shit ain't better alone
i get her once i bet you keep coming back for more
keep coming back for more, keep coming back for more
keep coming back for more, keep coming back for...
[hook]
[verse 3: wale]
this is her, this is it
this is sabotage love, counterfeit
she the shit, she the one
she need now, she ain't never needed love
gotta go, let her leave
this is something that could never ever be
said her hearts, in a cage
cuz if you never love, you can never hate
marinate
[bridge: lloyd]
sabotage, sabotage, i love you
sabotage, sabotage, i love you
sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more
keep coming back for more
keep coming back for more
It's my name and they know it
The home of the go go forever will you focus (WALE)
It's my name and they know it (WALE)
It's my name and they know it
[Verse 1:]
Ridin in that mean joint, tennis shoes clean
They clingin on the G cause that sound so sweet to em
If I don't sleep with em I ain't got no need for em
Mommy what you speakin for, you ain't tryna leave with us
To those neat youngins I ain't gon follow those
Hell no, gotta go
Word to my prada clothes
Pop pill o product in my town, holmes, gotta flow
Cheese call me papa john, knock em like a domino
All o those hoes rollers n goin be bottled fo
Yeah I got bread you don't think we goin shoppin NOOO
If we go shoppin best believe we gon change clothes
I'm doin sax fifth leaving them at the rainbow
My main focus is I no lie
She better not follow me, this is optometry
Lean peel lambos that's the only way it's gotta be
[?] I'm sittin on 23s
[Chorus:]
Ridin with my windows down
Errbody see us, and even if they don't they gon feel it through the speakers
Know us from the rap 4 3 on the sneakers
See us like a G dub A L E we be
Ridin in that black joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some action
[Verse 2:]
I am the one, yo, she just a bum, yo,
Shine 365, hoes, I make the sun blow
Green like a lawnmower, cheese like a mousehole
I could use a mint best believe a nigga mouth gross
The onomatopoeias get them auto more pieces
Matter o fact I don't need em I just rock my diesels
Speakin on the beats I can beat it till it's bleedin
Easily kick his teef in... let me tell you who I'm is (WALE)
Yea, you better act like you know, youngin
The flow cold, ho'd up and hit the dos runnin
The whole summer they been waitin for a flow youngin,
Georgia to florida, I floss till I'm sumthin lovely,
I am the up and coming, lovely when I am stuntin,
Ain't sold a record yet but money still come in abundance
An I ain't frontin nuh uh, an I don't want em nuh uh
Street dates like roommates and shinin numbers
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Now to the left whip it [x3]
Don't stop with it
Now to the right whip it [x3]
You got a right, mrs
Now to the left whip it [x3]
Don't stop with it
Now to the right whip it [x3]
You got a right mrs
[Verse 4:]
Black G wagon big rubber plastic
Cash in my pants got the city sin saggin
Yea I'm that bad and I'm outta liquors fashion
Established, hack em bag o broad from my sad n
But nah I'm in that thang, no, nah that's the same joke
European tag man I'm speakin never lame tho
Easy through the lanes ya'll lames can't shake through my name
Wale, see ya later nigga tell it to me
I keep my, brim low
My eyes even lower
Nigga I'm not high, but it's hard for me to focus cause
My chain, that chain it be glowin'
Brighter than hazard lights
So I'm likely on the shoulda
My, kicks clean, yeah I can chauffeur
Sure I am focused, check the way my toes purr
I'm el gato, they hot and I got those
You ain't got cheese like tacos, they nachos
Tot bosco
I don't play I'm jake voscal
Niggas make cake like harpo
Ya'll soft when ya talk I hear the harps pull
She like me cause my whip that's what I call a carpool
They carpool wale
The seats cheescake but the car sorbet
Shore bet, yeah I'm the flyest of the lyricists
Even on an off day my fit-a praise for a grip
Northface don
My... ?
Why ya'll niggas stay involved with that lova on the phone
[Chorus: x2]
Pimp hard
Oh lord there he go again
Any disbelievers, is believing we be showin' em
Oh nah, so far he be doin that
I can give it to you niggas what you gonna do with it?
See I
Get dough, my clothes more superior
Seriously err'body askin' where I get 'em from
I be in, my double R jeans'n
I don't skateboard but a brother SB'in
I'm on that fly shit
That you ain't got shit
That if u copped, wouldn't know how to rock shit
They wearin' van shit
I underhandedly slammed 'em
With that fire sittin' on this man's foot
Got my dunks on but they look like sneakers
Look at me people my shoe games ether
Pledge my allegiance to swoosh, fuck beastin'
Sneakers that look like slippers and cheap jumps
Sneaker man and ducky, they gon' hold me down
We doin' major in 06
Ask around
I'm what they hopin bout
I'm what they boast for
I'm who they raisin they glass and have a toast for
Put your cups up like implant
For the rap Rembrandt
Creatine dough,
My wallet is a gym rat,
Sets and reps until my account swoll up
Miguel tejada, getting my o's up
[Chorus: x2]
Pimp hard
Oh lord there he go again
Any disbelievers, is believing we be showin' em
Oh nah, so far he be doin that
I just wanna get my cool on in this
Jazzy... slam
Judah just count me in
[Verse 1:]
All I need is the notepad
A bottle of remy I can jot down the prozac
I'm so intact so I stay sharp
My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls
It's a war with the enemy
Writing verses could be a freestyle or something written in a week
Ain't finna peak yet
I just freeze 'em with the free, it's like my freestyles cleavage
And my songs when they reach they official
So unsip the bra be in awe from the nipple
It's so simple
To see things from a genius perspective when my competition ain't much
I ate lunch but the? is running in me
I'm looking at your dinner feeling like there's nothing in me
It's nothing iller, than emcees that don't come with it
Like a tongue that don't find Clinton
Go head Joe, go head ho
She ain't tryna go low go head home
And I don't think homes, I just blank out
Abuse paper run thru it 'til the inks out
Like Ashanti, hip hops bounty
Hunter, young'n in the fader like laundry
Hoes love me get blown like lawn leaves
And then I bounce like cars out in Long Beach
A far reach from them rap dudes, yeah
Them niggas spittin while I'm dishing out a typhoon
I write tunes, I'm hoping that they dig it
I break from what you hearin
Please Listen
[Chorus:]
Please
Please Listen
Yes, yes
Please Listen Man
Please listen up
Please Listen Man
Please listen up
Please Listen Man
Please listen up
Please Listen Man
Fuck it it's hip hop these niggaz don't give a damn
[Verse 2:]
Catchdubs you a motherfucka
No motherfucka dug it 'til you motherfuckin brung it to 'em
Them label motherfuckas suckin every other young'n
[Intro: Wale]
No days off
The Wizards played the Lakers today just so you know it's today 2010
Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
[Verse 1: Wale]
I be on my gramo no days off while I'm on
And I won't stop till I'm on that top and the whole world know me llamo
My name is Wale bitch rock nation affilliation
I race them then replace them more whips than a dominatrix
If I lost you be patient
Don't cross me like you athiest
And y'all late bitch while I'm cakin like the makeup on the geisha
O let's do it get-get your bitches scoot quick
And if she look good then I give her that wood like hacksaw Jim Duggan
Okay she rollin you wiped up but she go in
Can't tame her she's dangerous you ain't know she smashed the homies
Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only
Treat a broad outside like I got five thou when I'm out y'all know I don't reach
DMV that's on me no days off I don't sleep
Rollin with my D-O-Gs I'm chiefin on some long beach
Folarin AKA young hip-hop and AKA you talk much and that AK have you zipped up
I'm fuckin witchu but I love them bitches you know I'm gettin more cut than nip tuck
And a nigga really don't need no slut unless I need a BJ like Bogut
(Yeah!) ha ha see I'm on my hoop shit
My buzz is like cocaine
Got a satchel for a roof face
Hung over till Tuesday witness what I do
Bag it-it inside that cool-cool but I'm a need you to filet
Cool straight done for now let's ride out shawty don't ask
Just gettin you a job then I zip that broad tryina get in them bars like ghost dad
Word to Rudy nigga I am I'll you is nothin but some EOs with no Gordon got trail
Did all my niggas loyal see we some different niggas
I heard you dogs talkin they Brian Griffin niggas
Ain't stalking no bitches though they always with a nigga
That's why I keep a couple Trojans here Lane Kiffin nigga
And my queen can have it all and that bitch don't get no dime or no time
Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime
Hold up y'all you know I'm fly I'm not jumping no 419
Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like I support that broad
Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine
Y'all just bogus and y'all act focused y'all too old for this y'all Hulk Hogan
Y'all just think let me do my thing give them my time never give them my name
Never give them no rings never give them my keys unless a nigga got pound that thing-thing
[Chorus:]
Yeah (ha ha ha ha)
O let's do it
O let's do it
O let's do it (uh huh)
Yeah
Drug dealin music (board administrate)
I influence (Wale wat up)
I influence (basehead shit)
Yeah
O let's do it
O let's do it
O let's do it
Yeah (my name Fat Trel tho you may kno)
Drug dealin music (you know)
I influence (don't worry about nothin tho)
I influence (hey dog)
[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
Dats me fat trel DC northeast E Street all my niggas flock G-1
Ride around in a truck six deep everybody tote heat everybody blow tree uhh
Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese
In my city it's the other way around everybody know me everybody know Z
E Street bang everybody know me cus my eyes so gold and my eyes so green
And I smoke that dro so I move so slow like all I eba-eva-ever do is sip lean
Like Weezy I'll make it look easy bitches wanna fuck and the niggas wanna be me
Give my money up nigga nigga wanna see me fool almost had a heart attack when he see me
Old trap new E Street TV old strap new 50 shot magazine
Old head bitch with some big hips that I need to click like ain't 19
Bet I get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit
Mad bitch mack lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the kick shift
High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait
No catfish
Send me automatic no practice I ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch
Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip
Bulletproof vest won't protect shit
And my niggas leave the jail like fuck this let's go home make a new hit list (Ha!)
[Chorus:]
Yeah
O let's do it
O let's do it
O let's do it
Yeah
Drug dealin music
I influence
I influence
Yeah
O let's do it
O let's do it
O let's do it
Yeah
Drug dealin music
I influence
[Verse 1: Wale]
Revolution might be televised
But make sure if they do see
Them people see my good side
Black nigga with intellect
6th grade I was Special Ed
10th grade I was rad as shit
Lookin' like a nigga just left Japan
Well goddamn, now I be the man
Now every bitch kickin' it with me goin Mia Hamm goin' HAM
Every visit to Neimans, I swear don't even see a tag
When you're reachin' your dreams, you got reason to brag
Ambition over everything, and I never plan on settling
And my wish is to have everything
And my only fear's a wedding ring
Hopin' that my niggas see
Hopin' that these bitches saw it
Hopin' when it's break in here
I got he same addition for it
Niggas think I'm slippin, niggas is lunchin'
Even dumb's is smokin' ? or sumthin'
[Hook]
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broke
And we can't fall
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broke
And we can't fall
[Verse 2: Wale]
I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches
Now I wake up, play a beat and burn a couple roaches
Permanently focused, learning while I'm going
And the word most important don't regurgitate my sperm
Let me work that, no nasty
But I'm actually quite respectful
But you call a bitch a bitch
And real bitches don't respect you
And that's fucked up
But I guess that shit's just tough love
Around my way, I'm cut throat
And what I done just ain't enough
Fly shit ain't not thang to us..
20 somethin', no baby ma
Mama want me to go find a wife
I'm like sorry ma, this not the time
Can't decide, take em out
G'd up, shake it down
Weed up, better make a sound
Greened up, I'm like ?
Higher than high school
Mariah tunes and five flutes
Owe 5 to Hooper's and light shoes
Never liked school
Reckless when I move
Where I from, it get cold
Niggas die over shoes
Niggas shoot over bitches
Bitches get niggas set up
Stuck up beat up and wet up
That's why I never met em
That's why forever I love seldom and trust never
And fuck whoever don't put a hundred percent in
Nigga
[Chorus: Yael Naim]
I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take
I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take
BKS, Craig B., what's up? (It's the Best Kept Secret!)
[Verse 1:]
They used to call me the future
A month later say, "Fuck it, I'm growin' used to him"
See they use me
Then they the new me
Though I recite it like it Lucifer's loose leaf
But you ain't never pleased
Maybe you should leave
And find a new port/Newport
And I don't mean no loosies/Lucys
Nor Desi Arnaz
Though many aren't as poetic as this though
Many on-sites claim prophetic, they is
Professing they found one ready as this
So tell me I ain't shit
Go and embellish it a bit
But I never break a sweat
It takes effort to con-flict
So if they better than the kid
I guess I'm left which cause I still get to win
Dig?
And what you heard is thunderin'
No Vince Young I did superb on the Wonderlic
New Soul
[Chorus]
[talking over the chorus: Wale]
Go ahead and google the Wonderlic test. Ha ha
Shout out to all the Freshmen. Asher. B.O.B. Scotty, what's up?
Wiz Khalifia. Drizzy Drake. Wale.)
[Verse 2:]
See, most sites will give me three and a half
Four on a good day, but this morning I missed a cab
So let me tell you about this guy
He hit me on AIM, I respond, he replies
Like, "You sick Wale. Real talk no shittin'
I love what you're doin' I'm just hopin' you continue
Allow me to give you couple tracks that I'm pitchin'"
I decline for the moment he unfollows on Twitter
Huh, now ain't that a bitch or two
Sideways niggas keep tryin' to make them Bishop moves
Now concentrate until you get the "Juice"
Though I'm done teachin' niggas though it's school
Nigga this class
Nigga this cash
And I've been puttin' in work, nigga just ask
Hot 97
Y'all I was just at it
So you can see why they mad, look at they status
New Soul
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, I never dreamed of a gift
And I've been uplifting the people I'm with
To speak from the soul and just leave it with them
With appending mixtape that only seems like a myth
And things seem to conflict
New soul verses the O.G. it seemed as a hit
But it seems like a scene outta flick
It seems to remind me of a scene like this
Analyze and persist
I decide up my pride is just why I resist
That's why I conflict with the why, when and ifs
The Jiggas and the Tips
The Ems and the 50s
And I'm the fuckin' best, never mind if you iffy
So while the world goes Drake crazy
I'm Danny Granger
I'm just workin' with a different Pacer
Speed up, patience, please cause
Slow and steady wins this race
Fuck leadin'
New soul
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Appreciate all the support everybody. I hope you enjoy the mixtape
[Wale:]
I needed to feel like when your mother
Used to take you to the african party
[Chorus:]
You're my sweetie,
My sugar, My lady,
My lover, so honey let me hold you, let me love you, forever
[Verse 1:]
Well, maybe not forever
Chain withdrawn when we not together
Best foot forward, holla at your boy
And I can get em all without lots of effort
Take her home, and we can get it on
Make my jelof with lots of pepper
God has blessed her, prauda dresser
Mix my guiness with a Dr. Pepper
I'm so Naija, she so ibo
She so sweet, shortie feed my ego
Me bold dude, Boladipo olu
Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods
African queen got what you need
Said my name wale, Ba wo ni
[Chorus:]
You're my sweetie, My sugar,
My lady, my lover,
So honey let me hold you, let me love you, forever
[Verse 2:]
Who said I don't rap, I am naija all day
When I meet your mom I still du ba le
I am Wale, Oluwa
We be in the party like we own that bar
No regard when I'm going at a broad
And I go up in a party like I'm going abroad
Understand that's fly, damn super fly guy land in Du Bai
Ya'll can't get it, I make ya'll get it
Hate estate and my iPod with it
Money on the floor, throw it on a broad
This is not balling, but this is our culture
You is not hip then I can not coach her
If it's not couture, I will not go to her
If it's not k9, I will not couture
To much cognac wheres my chauffeur
[Chorus:]
You're my sweetie,
My sugar, My lady,
My lover, so honey let me hold you, let me love you, forever
Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
Said there's Money on the floor, spray it spray it
[Chorus:]
You're my sweetie,
My sugar, My lady,
[Wale:]
Black and Yellow bottles at my table, I'm ballin'
Black and yellow ladies at my section, I called 'em
Balck and yellow, balck and yellow SS
Black and yellow everything nigga, Mike Tomlin
Look at my carnage, bitches be astonished
Up at Wale college shows, edibles and bong hits
This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city Joe
Bout to get my city on, had to let me city go
Shout outs to my Philly hoes, told her drop that eagle o
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
Give a city bra's and make em soar black and all that
You don't sleep on nothing but a [?] and skull cap
Me I never call em back, she said that y'all go together
She just let me beat in you, an acapello kind fella, black and yellow
Yeah ain't that what the song say
What you calla lifetime, I just call a long day
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Ah ha, you know what it is...
[Wale:]
It's no days off, you ain't doing shit
Shout outs to them Taylors and them Jets fool
It feel like Woodstock in a nigga dressing room
Looking at my opposition like bust and move
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
You can end this verse premature
But I got sceptics and some fans that just be needing more
Louie D don't see the score, going in and leave it gone
Flyer than a [?], I'm a [?] to reinforce
I don't be in wars, so I don't need a fort
I just be in the cut, my nigga Neil Spore
Some niggas slept on me but I don't see the snoring
Some niggas sayin' bullshit but they don't be important
They don't want, my attention, I'm cool cousin
A lil liquor a lil rose for my lil young'n
A nigga suffer, ain't eating nothing they still bluffin
While I go hard and spit retarded like them little busta's
I'm still buzzin', chick is something like nigga fuck it
Y'all little niggas like lil bustas with lil budgets
You lil niggas is silly you think my niggas budging
I think you niggas funny, I leave you niggas bludgeoned
Hold up... ok
Black and yellow j-force, always wear a rubber so they never ever late for it
Than we celebrate when they on it
She can nip it in the bud and leave that bitches face warm, yuughck!
In my best Pusha imitation
Bitch I be ballin' on the low like the chim is baking
And I'm a need some more Patron I don't want no chaser
I'm throwing hundreds at KOD, a little paper
And you're girl working out, I let my niggas train her
You Tim Tebow ass niggas probably still gater
I chump chump pussy if it smell good to me
And I don't do nothing to her but she do it to me
I'm trifling, damn right ignorant
Mic magnificant, you're all simpletons
It's a [?], bitches blind dating [?]
Baby I ain't liping, I just tend to keep my city there
On my back boy, holla back boy
Half a mill rap touring, Jerard Jack boy
Black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow
[Repeated]
[Chorus:] x2]
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this (Naw!)
Not now not ever, and now until forever you will never need another (Nigga!)
Look...
Sorry hiphop, it took me so long to get on but so long that I'm on it, it's on!
I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustla's, meanwhile
Showin' mama I ain't dropped out for nothin'!
I swear these dolla's gon' add up
And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
That's why I shine like I does, it's pain in my eyes but these east saints blind you to look
Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag, whoever tried to gravitate
G told me it's a city full of crimes, I'm feelin' like a platter at Philip's when I rap
As much as I wanted to be minisculed the fact is, they'd only be happy with a minstrel actor
Sorry Mr. Charlie won't chap dance, and fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here
My net is from jet setters to cab fares
Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand
Ain't have to see-saw, I'm already scared
I been called the?
And I DC'd this whole fuckin' genre
And I ain't in it for them O's or them comma's
But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper
Yessir...
[Chorus]
The future is now, I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now
Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought
It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out
I would invest in a poncho, 'cause I ain't finna punch out like Glass Joe (Naw!)
I'm a go until my arm's sore, fuck it! I go until my 40 millionth encore
Hip-hop's dead yeah that's what Nas said to me
I guess that's hip-hop heads on salary
We've had the tables, on them record labels
Who's next to release? We guillotine them
Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant everybody broke except the nigga on the track (Shit!)
And mama why you throw away my drums?
A hundred for a deal they made a hundred on the song
Nigga I'm a hundred miles far, I'm feelin' Chris Childs
You lookin' like Kobe Bryant ya'll
It's lonely at the top so I waited, but ain't nobody take it
Now I'm playin' solitaire patient
Crucifix pieces, necklace with Jesus
See me as blasphemous for I don't need them
God give me strength, Allah give me patience
I am only a man and I don't know what to think
[John Mayer:]
I'm riding in truth
Catch you up on places I, ve been
[W.A.L.E.:]
To whom it may concern
I refuse to never being on this earth
I am breathing for a purpose
I want to be the centerpiece of my entire culture
And I, ve been thinking about you
Cause you, ve done such, by doing such
I get a pen a paper, write you a letter
Cause you are appriciated, I'm dreamin to be great
While working on my mistakes, You promised that, s changed
I'm doing the same thing
Dear Mr. Obama I'm hoping this letter reaches you in good spirits
Lord knows you, ve been busy, but I just wanna know
I I speak could you listen, we live in the same city
I was hoping I could to visit ya
If not, I'm hoping this letter could convey how I'm feeling
An you could find interest
First off congratulations on your win
It, s time for some change to commence
I got a question for you mayor
From an african american stance,
Are we expecting too much from your four year plan
And what about the rappers that happen to act
Like a black president gives us the right to be assholes
You know they say your name for attention
But little to no interest after election
Or the too cheap t-shirt sellers
Are making revenue off a name we cherish
As I end this letter, one more thing
I hope you understand your impact on our race
Sincerely Wale, PSA,
I ain, t trying to nit pick but you can stick the rest of the way
[John Mayer:]
I'm riding in truth
Catch you up on places I, ve been
You have this letter probably got excited
But there, s nothin that, s inside
[W.A.L.E.:]
To whom it may concern
I refuse to never being on this earth
I am breathing for a purpose
I want to be the centerpiece of my entire culture
And I, ve been thinking about you
Cause you, ve done such, by doing such
I get a pen a paper, write you a letter
Cause you are appriciated, Like Dear Mama
The reason I work hard, like even my favorite rapper, he was bigger than a artist
Dear Pac I was 12 when they gunned you
Wish you was around now to see what I, ve become
You, ve never had a son in the physical or literal
But years later there are still a bunch of little yous
Never seen you was lyrical, But more or less the voice that the whole culture listens too
Speaking the truth like only you can do
It, s only right we lose greatness at it, s pinacle
I got a question for ya, Are still mad at biggie, are you still mad dre
And are you happy with the way your legacy portrayed
I'm trying to do for D.C. what you did for L.A.
But music today is getting lame for us
They chasing fame rather than making a change for us
They stop being honest, they stop being honest,
They want their club shit, ain't no more dear mamas
And you don, t know me, but knowing you through music
Is going to change the world in the future, truly
Yours Wale, PSA, how long will they mourn you forever in a day
[John Mayer:]
I'm riding in truth,
Catch you up on places I, ve been
You have this letter probably got excited
But there, s nothin that, s inside
[Wale:]
So I'm writing you this letter
I can only hope you read it if you get it
Hoping if you get it, you will never forget it
You will never forget it, You will never forget it
So I'm writing you this letter
I can only hope you read it if you get it
Hoping if you get it, you will never forget it
You will never forget it, You will never forget it
[John Mayer:]
I'm riding in truth,
Catch you up on places I, ve been
You have this letter, probably got excited
But there, s nothin that, s inside it
I'm riding in truth,
Catch you up on places I, ve been
You have this letter, probably got excited
[Speaking: Wale]
Aye turn the Beat up
U got all them drums in there
Turn it all...
Can I get it up some more?
Look
[Verse 1: Wale]
Yea, I'm tryna find where your mind at
A little reefer lotta people and cognac
Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
I ain't tripping all my women be authentic
Sippin then call it cab nobody no the limit
Young nigga with old spirit and ambition
These hoes say I'm a poet I try to make em different
She said she wanna man, told her I'm real rap
A good head on her shoulders, I need to feel that
She said it really don't matter if it's real though
For real though see it's mine cause I paid for it
Weaved up greased up shawty what it do?
Cornrows sewed up shawty bust a move
Straight frontin u lacefrontin
Just come thru
You say these niggas lying well you been lying too
[Verse 2: Wale]
Young Folarin, young Folarin!
They gotta point em out baby
It's only right
Tell em bitches they can get up on my level
Tell em sadity bitches that we really never love em
Tell em the pretty bitch is a pretty bitch to a sucker
Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them
No girlfriends, I know a lot of bitches
I say bitch a lot, though I'm proud of my sisters
I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening
Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping
What the fuck is you wearing?
Why the fuck don't you care?
'Fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids
She said she model, so exotic in every pic
She on media take out, but don't take out her kids
Freak pics on the low to the paid niggas
Bust ya own damn flight couldn't get a sitter
Bet your whole damn life is a big gimmick
Tell me what it is, we know what it isn't
Now what it is, look look [x6]
[Verse 3: Wale]
I think found where your mind was
A lot of women ain't proud unless they throwin it up
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
And even if we wear rubber, they be wrapped up
What it look like? She stay in "Chi-town"
I make her take off, I make her Lake Shore
She stay in Crenshaw she never had a perm
I better straighten it out, soon as I get to work
Shawty stay up in Philly, shawty was hella pretty
Sloppy head for free Yaky hair was sixty
I'm a bad motherfucker
Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker
Saratoga to the quarters nigga what it is
Laying over laying over what it is what it is
Richmond Carolina nigga what it is
I'm just trynna show the people nigga what it is
The differences between being queen and being bitch
I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick
Booty shots, fake eyes, fake bitches, fake broads
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
A go head [x3]
[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love
[Verse 1:]
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
And then along came the wrong man for her
The former, position of a pimp
He ain't have em on a track, he just had em like that
An uptown cat, Kennedy where he be at
She wasn't hip to the niggas were he be at
And she was from the burbs
And not the black burbs, I mean the white burbs
But that's what he liked her
Fascinated her, discriminated school boy
See, she would complained of the tested nature
Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones
They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked
Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence
She was persistent on love though omit it
Waited on it's arrival but baby but never get it
[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love
[Verse 2:]
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
She like, girl you wrong running away from home
So I guess you think you grown
So go on girl get on
She fiend for attentions
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Oh it's over whole time she knows this
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
If his bitch insist on getting sick
And tired of his shit and tries to just split
So she just sit while settling for the lesser
A breakdown broad oh she could of done better
A cocaine measurer, part time lover
A full time sex slave, never find another
Couple months under him something in the oven
She says I got news, he denies that young'n
[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love again
[Verse 3:]
As she goes through the levels
She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing
But it ain't change nothing, he getting worser
And she getting bigger so she feeling like she cursed
Time to get her bags get ghost
Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke
So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival
Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out
The door crack, niggas all black
Kicked down the door the looking for the cash
They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope
We don't with the jokes girl, where the fuck the notes at
We called your man he knew just what it is
We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch
The nerve of this prick, she said fuck it you can have em
We calling his bluff, so get your nose on this handgun
She just laughs as her life starts flashing back
And there's little to be glad for
I've been living in hell so death can never fade me
Bullets penetrate me, but they can never faze me
I can never face me again, cause I hate me
So tell him I been dead he killed me when he made me
He killed me when he made me, tell him I been dead POW!
[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
I am not paying no motherfucking retail for Purple Label this Summer
Folarin
Ambition
[Verse:]
Two white cups and I got that drank
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
Redbox flow and I do not date
Real G shit I don't use no cape
I got my cake; I love hip hop
J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean
Nigga wanna act we can get improv
Bread on me that's a garlic knot
Tats out and my hair long
Loud shit, Weird noise
Like B.o.B., Got airplanes
Not one J got a pair or more
Folarin bitch releast nigga in this ho
Shoutout to them niggas who still fuck with me at Interscope
My ambition to blow
This is why I'm in this fo'
Women at my pole
This is oh so much like getting votes
I make her kitten moist
This is why her nigga mad
I just give her bigger O's
He just get her bigger bags
I'm an asshole, so what my bitches like it?
I'm why she get excited
You why she buy the vices
The tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it
I'm zonin; I'm in Seattle with Little Cheyenne and Tony
What up? My sister and them, All my niggas listening
I be one and done'ing hoes like Crawford at Michigan
Realest nigga told you that, Cloey love me more than rap
Bitch I got that Kobe game, bitch you got that Kobe rap
DMV we on the map, it's over for these corny niggas
Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
I'm on one, we on weed but she on E
She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I'm a don see?
No car key and I mean that
Cause I show fur, no bikini wax
My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Swear this closet full of heat, bitch I never need a match
Undefeated, GS in a t-shirt and my Leaders hat
Change of scenery, I'm Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah
Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC crap
Fuck yo bitch to The Weeknd, I ain't speaking bout that CD player
But shout to that OVO, Shout out to the whole T.O
Shout YMCMB, MMG we run the globe
This the district where politicians is fucking goons
And I done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
A neutral mover, truly cool with a bunch of crews
Better keep a shooter, there's always one with something to prove
Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter walk
Keep wifey in La Perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost
Always keep a dodie on on me, I ain't for that Maury talk
A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie
Out in LA I'm fakin' hitting switches
This ain't mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches
I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business
I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women
Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, this is Lipton
Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is saying is iller?
Nigga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy flow
Women front, they get it's cold
She never play no games with me so I never get her Coach
I'm supposed to boast, this lyrical overdose
Niggas George Foreman grillin', shit I spit that rope-a-dope
She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke
White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that's word to Hall & Oates
And it's still fuck everybody
I run the Summer, don't plan on sharing potties
Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine
That yellow bitch, a lot of face, she that emoticon
Got a bunch of haters, but I got more to count
Mohammed got a little mac, don't get your shoulder popped
I don't really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart
My Nomo could be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got
Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch
If I'm getting geechy I can rock three chains on either block
DC maybe PG MMG shit please do understand it
The only team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family
Malia family, We the family
I give these bitches my seed, swear they don't need a nanny
Pop me the I'ma put my heart in it, I'ma put my heart in it,
Bullshit , call the .., keep announce it,
Yellow girl, purple angeless,
The lifestyle of a rockstar smoking on a ..,
See f*cking grass and no chance to my first ..
Twenty ..in the crowd, twenty ..all ..
see I got a punch of .., see .
Living .what a I ain't share the journal of ..
and I'm only getting worse like a nigga in a ..
This life of my ohh, what I like for my
Life is bless, life is bless all the time,
The media really working hard,
I swear, this is ..f*cking job,
But I stay .., would they love me in the morning,
See, I don't know, see, I don't know,
Would they love me in the morning?
Would they love me in the morning?
I don't know, I don't really care,
Most like when I wake up, I ain't even there,
I'm proudly on a .. I'm flight like a Jedi at night,
..with me like a ..at night, destiny is spinnin' like
this is the end of this, remember this,
I am something you should never live like ..when you're down
One in a championship,
The life I live on a level I can't predict may the champ like a
You all understanding this, rock star like I'm in the
I'm ..straight, warm and .
A number flight, a number show in another state
This life of my ohh, what I like for my
Life is bless, life is bless all the time,
The media really working hard,
I swear, this is ..f*cking job,
But I stay .., would they love me in the morning,
See, I don't know, see, I don't know,
See I don't know,
Would they love me in the morning?
See, I don't know.
..for the industry ..I gotta mention me,
My nigga .., my nigga only in the mar,
I'm the I'm taking no days off .
I make the problem ..problem,
So is open like a fat lady like Oprah,
Nevertheless, money, not in the stress, treat them like they ain't
But I, f*ck em the best, .. I tell I go, f*cke em, it's only
[Intro: Peedi Crakk]
Hot shyt, hot shyt, come and get it, come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 1: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, I don't know what the fuck to do with it
I wrote it down, took it to the studio and spit it
I tried to knock it in the game of soccer, they ain't kick it
I twist it up in the Dutch Master lit it and hit it
My girl won't lick it, my moms won't cook it
The cops won't book it, my squad ain't with it
I shot it point blank with a gauge it's still livin'
I tried to take it to Jamal and pray it's still sinnin'
Vampires won't rip it, icepicks won't stick it
I took it to Jigga, he couldn't do nothin' with it
I threw it in the river, motherfuckers started swimmin'
I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip it
Who the fuck gon' buy it?
The Roc won't drop it
Maybe if I put up "For Sale" sign, somebody cop it
State penitentiary cell blocks can't lock it
Hot shyt, bitch, DJ Screw can't "Chop" it
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Uh! Come and get it, who want it I got it I'm runnin with it
I brung it from Philly Philly where the crimes get committed
Them rhymes is terrific, beyond scientific
I took it up in a gym, nobody couldn't lift it
Where the hell I'm 'gon send it? Will people 'gon dig it?
I took it to Rich he said it's somethin' wrong with it
He took it to? uestlove, he on the phone with it
He took it to Pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence
Who the fuck 'gon touch it? If Snoop won't puff it?
The streets don't love it, your peeps won't plug it
I took it to Jigga he said it wasn't in the budget
We took it to Jazzy Jeff, the brother couldn't cut it
I wonder who 'gon knock it, the world 'gon rock it
The squad 'gon pop it, your girl 'gon jock it
I lost my wallet, glad I had it in my pocket
When I'm up in the party, come and see me get retarded HOT!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 3: Tuphace]
Yo, come and get it, I admit it, I spit it kinda diff-er-ent
They, try to put me in the box, I wouldn't fit in it
Coke - wasn't shippin' it, dro - wasn't hittin it
But flippin' them downloads and folks stay clickin' it
Labels won't push it, T-Pain won't hook it
? campaign, straight George Bush it
Showed it to John McCain, said it wasn't crooked
Opened the champagne when Obama ran and took it
The kids won't eat it, the blogs gon' delete it
I sent it to L.A., the nigga couldn't "Reid" it
I gave it to MJ and my homie couldn't "Beat It" (Hee-hee!)
I showed it to Stevie and he said he couldn't see it
Where the hell I'm gon' spread it? My city don't get it
The radio gon' edit, the journalists won't sweat it
Dig it, I don't give a SHIT about a critic
I'm young, fresh, and gifted and I spit it how I live it
Come and get it!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 4: Young Chris]
Uh! My pops wouldn't raise it, Just won't Blaze it
Judge wouldn't free it, Charles couldn't see it
And even if they had the horoscope they couldn't read it
He took it upon his self since Def Jam won't release it
Said the artist couldn't paint it, a poet couldn't speak it
Bullet couldn't seek it bad karma couldn't reap it
Said the farmer couldn't grow it, the cleaners couldn't sew it
Johnny Depp couldn't "Blow" it, B.E.T. wouldn't show it
Said the law couldn't cuff it, my lungs wouldn't puff it
Tone couldn't "Touch" it even Bone couldn't Crush(er) it
Said a holster couldn't tuck it Superhead can't suck it
It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest
Said the barber couldn't cut it, rain couldn't flood it
McCain can't beat us so Barack had to lead us
It's the Roc motherfuckers, G-shots, undefeated
This flow is so insane T-Wayne "Can't Believe It"
MOTHERFUCKERS!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 5: Wale]
(Kill it!) Okay, Peedi said kill it, euthanasia's in the building
And Wale been on his business since Gang of Six kill it
The people gon' feel it, Alido in the building
A leader to my people, niggas hate it just a smidgen
The city can't stop it, no keys gon' lock it
Believe I been popular, the freaks who been poppin'
The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop
And name another new nigga with a sicker Twitter followin'
And the politics are part of it, the radio ain't on it
Promoters say that most of them are 'fraid of my performance
I'm flawless with the spittin, the rappers don't live it
My [? ] lenses. my infrared sixes
My infrared maxes and I ain't even matchin'
So gonna bring the bitches, and Peedi bring the Backwoods
And I'm a get some action, who said I won't do it?
I'm a take you out the game, you Mutombo to it
Muthafucka!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot shyt
[Wale:]
Ok I'm Wale but you can call me nada
My momma old G which makes me a Don Dada
My momma say I'm akata (nigerian word for american),
Cause my head look like shata (nigerian word for dread head)
The feds like to follow cause my bread like to knot up
So roll up the Marley, my eyes all low up in this party
I'm looking for an Ethio-Somali here beside me
Beside that, Louie where my eyes at
Prada where my feets at
You ain't gon find that
Ask me where my mind at
You could never find out
Ridin' out, 9-5 haters in my hindsight.
More About Nothing
Motherfucker better download
They'ont stock sneakers, see my deals on the down low
Keep em in the closet MJ Noami
I don't need no friends, let the ganja console me
My broad is a trophy
Broads out Moco broads out Southeast
Killer stay uptown, Louden VA tree
Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit
Chrome they are sewn, roam like it ain't nothing
Yea that was nothin, but look what I made from it
Carmelo straight stuntin
Purple label 8 hundred
I bet I get the fall Rose had this summer
Real nigga shit
ATL was sippin them
Magic city sippin them
Gucci bucket cover my dreads, I think I 'm Gilligan
I don't really mess with the feds, I'm a militant
If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening
Straight Lane Kiffen them
We ain't playing for rings and that trophy I mention before, I let em keep
Reggie Bush I'm murking my Kardashian (car dash in)
Might as well crash and pass it to Miles Austin
That's how I'm going, hoes want but now I'm on
A couple poems a couple songs and now it's on
And these woman is loving the way that I perform
I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb
Shout out my nigga miles
They stop the whole game everytime I come around
And me and them rappers we don't share no common ground
I'm a a sphere they are squares
They can't even come around
I ain't finished yet, I ain't finished yet
Bitches love me out Houston like spinach dip
Get it?
I got that cold flow, Winnepeg, this is work
I am in a different World, Winnefred
Jalisa all black Caprices,
Bumpin So Far Gone, goin on polices
And me and my broads n Jamal and Latika
So everytime I treat em, the mall gotta re-up
And ya'll gotta relax talking bout that "He wack"
Or they be reminscing over you? Word to P-Rock
Ridin' in a CL, hope I never see jail
And even if I do I know my momma gon be well
Emmelola (mother's name) love her more than she know it
The youngest outta two, see Oboluwale's (real name) grown up
When they hate, I never give a whole fuck, or half shit
Purple haze, purple Half- Cents
I had dollars for a young'un ever had cents.
I have sins so my pants never had lent (lint)
Now I'm getting it everything lavish.
I'm ballin LeBron, lil poncho is Maverick (s)
Ravishing, Rick Rude of rappin you bastards
And I just want to hold her
She all that I can handle
[Wale:]
Standing on the couches
Her man is out of towning
Have some adultery, baby
Don't you go be so childish
Not into diamonds I'm shining
Just to get geechied out
When it get too cute I say "cool"
I just let Miss Reesy know
Magic City, a staff of the fattest asses
My Black Bentley is rented, right now I'm stackin
This is my passion, I'm out
Atlanta, smashing some action
And it's not just talk, when I
Get to the box I'm dashing like Cassius
40 nights I was suffering
Bought a condo like fuck it
Like a condom that's fucked up
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Love it, they need it, the illest young'un
To speak it, there's really something about me
That make hot emcees go anemic
[Tity Boi:]
2 chains, I got 2 bitches
Watch me put it together like 2 Swishers
Got your baby mama in the new pictures
If you don't like it, hope you
Got your tool with ya!
I'm an eskimo, nigga, I got cold bars
And my bank account look just like a phone card
Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard
Then I switched the grill on the Chevy, got a nose job
Wet lips on the rims: I call em "blow job"
If they ain't getting money tell em "go rob"
Yea I'm ballin' hard like a globetrotter
Now I got em on they toes cause my flow hotter
[Hook: Tity Boi]
I'm balling bitch: globetrotter
If that pussy good, I tell that bitch
"Let's go shopping"
These shoes right here ain't come from Foot Locker
I give a girl what she want - but no dollars
I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch
3 cell phones and I still won't call a bitch
I like mine with no pork in it
Want a meal with no fork in it
[?], I ordered it
And I'm a shit where your toilet is
I hope you recorded that
Too short, I'm born to mack
Too dope, two cups, this Codeine not cognac
Come close, catch a contact
I got a loud pack in my cargo pocket
Catch your girl in my condo poppin
And ain't no way you're gonna stop it
Hard top, I'm gonna drop it
When I drop the top, she drops her ass
Pop fast then pop tags
And I'm oh so calm, smoking on a muscle bag
And I come through your [?]
[Wale:]
Paper chasin, paper chasin
Emcee I'm paper chasin
Take you where you can't see
I can't see forever my lady
The envy, we on bitch
Recently they been on me
Hold up, couple rollers
Got a nouveau and some Moet
And I bet that you gon love me
I respect that you don't know yet
That Moschino shit is so back
But I'm seeing they gon snap
We don't care if a nigga's locked out
We gonna ball all year, nigga know that
Where my Lil nigga Mo at?
Southwest where a little nigga Zo at
Bunch of whores, lightning 4's
See my Jordans spark, you ain't got no Airs
[Hook: Tity Boi]
I'm balling bitch: globetrotter
If that pussy good, I tell that bitch
"Let's go shopping"
These shoes right here ain't come from Foot Locker
[Verse 1: Wale]
Uh, Yea
Yea, Uh
Real nigga pardon whoever feel different
Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims
Pushing my way to the top
But this time it feel different
DC ain't been this hot since Ronald Reagan made a killing
Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons
Despite my dark days I feel I'm the brightest of thinkers
Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood
But a wise woman told me it's okay to know you're good
They call it arrogance
But I think it's passionate
And I think this happens when you rap and don't exaggerate
Shawty open your soul
Pray that protools agree though
Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though
See my flow is the nicest
And my ho is the baddest
And the sex will lock her down see my stick is the gavel
Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over
She reluctantly fucking
She's an adamant blower
I'm a passionate poet
Moonlight as rapping Folarin
Horse is missing on my Polo cause my tag is enormous
I ain't cocky I'm just proud of me
So why these niggas acting like I ain't allowed to be
[Hook: Wale]
Fuck you, when a nigga in the room give a nigga room
Nigga fuck you, yea just you
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
Fuck you, when a nigga in the room give a nigga room
Nigga fuck you, yea just you
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
[Verse 2: Wale]
Real nigga pardon whoever feel different
How I grow to be 5'8
But it's still my little niggas
Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love
And I love your brain but I think I'll never know enough
Argue with twitter niggas who insignificant
But it's just simply my interest to intricately rid up you niggas
Proud of it all defensive fuck I'm rocking alone
Say what you want I'm Immature like Roger go home
Hard headed hot headed I admit it
But I'll be damned if they defeat me like a fucking prosthetic
Ha, Wale you so arrogant
Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why I care again
Stunting in a pair of Tiffs I DON'T mean a pair of Tims
Two bitches named Tiffany I left them with a pair of kids
Rare shit, trend setting yea I be the best
OD'd on that mission x he thought it was '03 again
Hold up yea we the best
Roll with Ace, Khaled and them
Roll up niggas be like sex
Don't you leave a seed in there
Reading shit my critics say
Pitchfork doesn't need a plate
Not hungry for my poetry
They fasting they won't leave me ate
Tricks and a half
Optimistic this isnt bad it's different now
Before the faith niggas was wam
Carelessly whispering all they nickel opinions at me
Tell all my haters call they neighbor get they minions at me
A couple labels threw some millions yet they still ain't grab me
Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi
Ha, and I ain't smug I'm just proud of me
Why they acting like a nigga ain't allowed to be
[Hook: Wale]
Fuck you, when a nigga in the room give a nigga room
Nigga fuck you, yea just you
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
Fuck you, when a nigga in the room give a nigga room
Nigga fuck you, yea just you
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
[Talking: Wale]
Ambition is definitely on the way
Beat billionaire
[Rick Ross:]
You know I stick to the script
Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like this
(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
Wale
[Verse 1: Wale]
Yeah, uh
Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
11 know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't with' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
That's some nigga from 10.deep ATL, I'm with' the cooker
I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may never see the store
Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut with' laser
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me
Salute
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
Meek Mill
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew high
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
Walk around with' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me with' them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear
We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride with' that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my last cup
On this shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' with' me? I hope he jokin'
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe smokin'
Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes with' no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas jealous
'Cause uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay whatever
Rock them bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don't need to know the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer
Cole
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' with' the Spikes
[Hook:]
Fell asleep in first class
Hoes callin' my phone but fuck it
I get to 'em when I land
And I ain't tryna land cause time is money
So while you worry bout the hoes, I kill shows
And bag more clothes
It's Polo: check
[Intro: Sample]
Whyyyyyyy-yy-yyyyyyy...
Ohhh-ohh-oh-ohhhhhh...
Aah-aah-ah-ahhhhhhh...
[Verse 1:]
Yeah this shit got me feelin' Robert Beck
Rather than Robin Thicke
Ho's, got a list, but I gotta pick
I'm gettin' bitches to strip
Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard
See, I'm a nigga with no flaw
No wrinkles in my game, this is Botox
And spoke of
I make them ho's strip
But keep on your clothes
Leave your inhibitions here...
I breed 'em like I'm going to war
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
This is your Vietnam
Via my strength
So your arms can't reach me
Believe me I'm a be your God
See, involvin' yourself is to be a part
And when you crackin' for the night, you don't need a heart
You now on the premises
Where rules get followed
My pretty works stalk ya...
Once guarded like the jail assistant
But now invisible cells around your brain
It's much different
It's much stricter
Believe me
And even when you crabby, obey all seasons
Whatever issues you have
Now speak them
Anything you need
Now you gotta come to me for it
Squeeze you tight
Forever you my bottom bitch
And not a fear as long as you know who your father is
[Chorus:]
'Cause you love me (call me "daddy") (Whyyy me?)
Because you need me (Whyyy me?)
You need to breathe me (Whyyy me?)
'Cause I'm your family you too weak to leave me (me)
'Cause you love me (Whyyy me?)
'Cause you need me (Whyyy me?)
You need to breathe me (Whyyy me?)
Because I'm family you too weak me to leave me (me)
[Verse 2:]
I'm more Karrine Steffans
Than Corinne Rae
I see the honesty, he told me that he needs me
You see he loves me 'cause he beats me
Because he kiss every wound that he leaves me
From the womb, my newborn child
Although the route's foul, we need Similac powder
Hold on...
Simmer down now
It's momma's new job that provides temporary housing
And I'm sorry that I brung
You to the world
See your father's in the clouds
And daddy's in the Cadillac
I better get my gown
I'm running out of time
Thirty x's on that calendar
You see I gotta go to war
You too young and you don't know what I'm fightin' for
This is my Vietnam
You are my strength
And the reason that I'm going
See, with you, I never see it wrong
So I'm a leave you with the sitter
And every time I spread 'em
I'm dreaming 'bout
Us with millions
See me with a husband
No government assistance
Turn my back on the game and I ain't never gonna miss it
I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen
Times I ain't with ya
No I am still with ya
Forever I am with ya
And never should you tear
And never should you fear
Not when momma's right here (me)
[Chorus:]
'Cause I love you (Whyyy me?)
'Cause I need you (Whyyy me?)
Right now we need him (Whyyy me?)
Because he family, we too weak to leave him (me)
'Cause I love you (Whyyy me?)
'Cause I need you (Whyyy me?)
Right now we need him (Whyyy me?)
You see he family, we too weak to leave him
[Verse 3:]
You got me feelin' orphan Annie
More or less
Than the muse of a family
Shit, is it money that my momma want?
Or is it somethin' deeper, and this is momma front?
I know my daddy gone
It's such a lonely world
Is this the reason for you leaving?
Do you feel a void?
Do we make you feel important than how you felt before?
Do we kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm?
Shit, if I was old enough to speak
I'd tell you that no money can be a mother to me
And you ain't gotta go to war
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
You stuck in Vietnam
You see him as a God
And I don't know who told you, but I don't see a mom
I see a young teen
I don't see a problem
We're livin' wrong before your God see a proverb
Your little cub
One day a bed
One parent above, the other live scared
She need love
That's why I can't have it
She can't be my mother
She's always with daddy (me)
[Chorus:]
You don't love me (Whyyy me?)
And you don't need me (Whyyy me?)
This ain't easy (Whyyy me?)
I got no family, you too weak to leave him (me)
You don't love me (Whyyy me?)
And you don't need me (Whyyy me?)
This ain't easy (Whyyy me?)
Momma, we got no family 'cause you too weak to leave him (me)
[Outro:]
La La La La La 4x
Verse 1:
Uh inspired by women niggas say that i treat them different
niggas be bitches hoes be bitches i don't see no difference
shawty my aim is different me see my english ify
solo i be but i be on my feet i got the angels with me
tired of making money I'm on a making history
fuck how they feel i keep shit realer than a documentary
shit i be feeling like real niggas don't make it to fifty
and i be feeling micheal martin a part with the femi
stay focused on chicken my quarters on fidget
don't trust no she brothers don't trust no dirty bitches
sipping mascoto with models having exotic dishes
but it don't mean shit unless i know that my genre respected
i deserve appraise,i deserve applause,
draws by bad broads when ever the curtains calls
its hard work no days off
I'm on a great run wale for long
Shawty they always talk to me
man shanty these bitches in awe for me
make sure they give them an argument
that they know we on
don't ever hold a applause for me 5x (wale)
Verse 2:
GQ man of the year cudi drizzly and me
wanna wait for a lil let my wisdom increase
when you win in obese
all your haters fatigue
got me counting my blessing it took me haiti to see
when you rapping how you rapping bitches pack up and leave
when you rapping how I'm rapping they faltio free
i was pacing myself hope you patient as me
plus i got a lot of niggas aint make it to see it
we black niggas with ambitious they gonna respect it
and i know I'm kinda vein but what real nigga isn't
I'm trying to style on some bitches and keep it intraspectict
[Verse 1:]
Dear sweetheart, wassup boo
Whatchu up to?
More club moves?
I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
It's four now, the clubs over
I call her, but oh hold up
Ya'll know what? ignore button
Or the phone die, let's hope for it
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those niggas on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
So it leaves me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her?
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say "stay", she wanna leave
She get her point across so I gotta let her be
I'm a let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you wondering "wait"
And I ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you, babe
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
Play this shit while you contemplate
Play this shit while you contemplate
[Chorus:]
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
[Verse 2:]
Them people, they talking
Them lights, they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know, til I found it
To be honest, I'm modest
One hater for every nigga on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother? why talk to em?
Where God at? I need to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don't let me break, please make me stronger
How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With courtney love and late washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This ain't her, chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas... ? & low
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I can't cope, I can't think
I can't breathe, this ain't me
This ain't easy, I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me?
I can't think, am I doing this for them or me?
[Chorus:]
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
DMV up, roll up and kick my feet up
This shit was for a ticket
Men I call that shit that free launch
Tell her how to speed up
She slow and she can't keep up
We know we always out
But somehow they would never see us
Gold chain, hoe's change, I didn't
They say carries Is up your vision
But somehow it made them listen
No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma
Arrogant when I finish
I came from humble beginnings
Thought was nothing to finish
I put my hundred percent in
I put my pot in the paper
And modify your opinion
I tried to give 'em light in a message
But you ever have some bitches p.M.S.Ing
She said I'm charming and I meant it
But she was talking about my pendant
I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains
Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything
Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday
Now them broads gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
Silly bitches gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
Straight geechi on 'em
You talking greasy
Best believe they gon' see it, darling
Geechi on 'em
Straight geechi on 'em
You talking greesy that's... go see em done it
Geechi on 'em
Straight geechi on 'em
Let's keep it gee nobody see you when you being humble
Look, she so stingy with vagina
But why it open when them niggas get to shining?
I was hoping you would notice where my mind at
Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it
Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it
You change to it, your brain's been wasting those fluids
I been dope, cold nigga for sure
But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke nigga
She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since
Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix
L- lord forgive us, personality flash
And my license is suspended, so I hide it
I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention?
She can't escape the chain, shoutout to?
Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money
Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it
Shady flow: johnny cage, chain flow: johnny dame
Been balling, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang
I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga
So who done really change? It ain't boasting
I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains
And now these geechi mother fuckers all know my name
[Chorus: Wale]
I call a spade a spade
What you want me to say,
Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid.
Do you know what fame is?
If you did, you wouldn't want to be famous
Everybody finger, point in your direction
Everybody seems to misread every sentence.
Better or worse, the center of attention
Gift and a curse, the center of attention
[Verse 1:]
See I wouldn't wish success on my worst foe
You see the devil is alive but he work slow
And yea I should've seen the signs by my first quote
Before you sign, you'll be blind if you've been broke
And true I've seen better times cause I'm getting dough
But my vision has inclined to some Interscope, and it's home
This country has an obsession with celebrity
But who is to blame when we let them in on everything
From B's wedding ring, to beef meddling
Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe,
We all make mistakes, why you wanna make an issue?
If I don't diss another nigga you don't get that issue
I don't really get you, see what the problem is
Keeping up with Khloe and Kim, not the Obama'ses
You tryna find where Rihanna is,
To be honest you ain't mindin where Osama is
And it's not a big deal, it's a small affair
Fuck Barack's change, we'd rather talk Milian's hair
And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright
Just tell us where all the stars is
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Nah, I wouldn't wish fame on my enemy.
Paparazzi like a life time sentencing
No comma, no pause, no anything.
Just know fame has a price, lose everything.
DC has never seen such progress
So bitches on the scene seem quite stalkish
They like talking, it's like gossip
How little hugs can turn to draws offered
Though uncalled for, they gon drop them
And your girls cousins tryna get her other options
And now your best friends having kids
They two now, and haven't seen their Godfather yet
Don't let me talk about the deal ones
Mommy found out, I'm paying everybody's bills
Big said it- more money, more ills
So I spend it real fast, cause I'm tryna sit and chiill
A lil, signed, sealed, delivered.
Before a nigga signed I had a healthier liver
Shit, now my lips liquor-ish
As my record label nit-picks at this,
See starving people
surviving with the carcass
of those who try to eliminate them.
Watch TV lobotomy
changing violence into anesthesia.
Lives running in chaos,
smashed by everyday insanity.
Taken control by panic.
But can we save today?
Futurephobia
Path to extinction
Futurephobia
Path we choose now
Hear afflicted cries
of those who feel exploited
and can't comprehend.
Feel rebellion against the future
that doom unborn generations.
Lives running in chaos,
smashed by everyday insanity.
Taken control by fear.
But can we save today?
If you want to make a change
you must not look to the sky.
There's no god and no salvation.
Search the answer in yourself.
Destroy the trust is to assure impact
Future's not set. Fate is just what we make
Moment of truth we must stop it now
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X by any means, mini 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
Asalamalakum Wa aleykum us salaam
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don
Real nigga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 3-35
[Meek Mill:]
No pork on the fork, but it's widen the pot
We chargin' you niggas whether you like it or not
Drop the work off the scale throw some ice in the pot
Then let that Arm & Hammer, hammer it right to a lot
Trying to whip a rollie, all Cartier
Shout out to this Pyrex, that bought this Audemeer
Oops I meant Audemar, my whole team got them
You loving the same bitch my whole team poppin'
My hundred dough, I'm wherever that money go
Glock 9 in my underclothes, you cop two of them, we [?] 4
Fuck niggas we don't fuck with dough
Bad bitches never less of them, no
Keep them round but never trust them no
This 62 so comfortable
I'm field nigga, you a house nigga
I'm a real nigga and you a mouse nigga
Code red, which means you go red
But I don't knock you I just blame it on your head
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X by any means, many 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
Asalamalakum Wa aleykum us salaam
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don
Real nigga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 3-35
[Wale:]
Malcom X get your hand out my pocket
Some niggas walking with death guess they ran out of options
Tell them niggas we moving, tell them niggas to do it
I swear we going ham, throw some on my niggas sew me
They burn on every block,
Snitches ain't got no heart
Shit ain't been the same since Ronald Reagan helped Plymouth rock
And we don't land on it Mr. Reagan,
But this gonna make us rich Mr. Reagan
Now asalamalakum Wa aleykum us salaam
She near that every Friday and then go to jamal
Let her play with the box, she give the greatest top
She day these niggas out here prayin' she makes a lot, word
How they say that we not fly, how they say that we not working
They just need convincing like Malcom Little before he converted
I'm on my [?] I'm a get her right
On the Bible you can run but you can't hide
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X by any means, mini 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
Asalamalakum Wa aleykum us salaam
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don
Real nigga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 3-35
[Pill:]
Marching for cars, they put a hole in it
Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted
Preaching for the paper paparazzi, federales severe rallies, massacre lives
Teaching to Shabazz that's malik on behind the grass
Corruption over cash, leave them leaking in the casque
Ain't better, you better we better smeller that cheddar and shells
Malcolm [?] in Africa when he sat in a cell
My religion the kitchens, papa formulas Benjamins to make sure my pockets abnormal
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
Niggas clocking dollars don't know how to read with mouths to feed
It's hard when starving Marcus Garvey messed with Malcolm Little, knowledge was obtained, Fuck your chains and your master nigga
We in the field building muscle while you watch the house
And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X by any means, mini 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
Asalamalakum Wa aleykum us salaam
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, uh
[hook:]
black panamera, chop a clip banana,
.. rip it up like a like a piranha,
bmw .. panamera, panamera, panamera
white masserati, get my..loty, loty
then i see the body when you rolling to your city
in my panamera, panamera, panamera
black panamera smack in the chillin
had a back in the max and the day i will give up
you should..the sneakers do it for the people
i ain't with the..my people
do you fall feature, haters i never lie
to slack on thefor me is in the..
i ..to right tonight i was in the black porsche
tomorrow i send that ass home
racks on the niggas, racks on the nigga
a back took a shit i'm tryin max up with you
this path in this section i ain't tryin take no pictures
but you look upon the mirror just fly it, just check it
..let me talking bout that i ain't official
thinking and sleeping 'cause i ain't wearing by a pistol
so ride with em you don't leave me with the bitches
you got a little game but you f*ck..is take ass
yes black panamera never drug petal
all the bitches love me say the brother don't..
so green and white your love so right
she saw me killer p**y she come to the light
killer p**sy make her come to the light
i'm a gun you a knife what's the hoe to a slice
ah, four show in the night
so good you gotta show me the skype
if our homie got a problem don't show me the sight nigga
show me your sight
no subliminal, know that out of window
og phone swear the big front of metal
20 20 20 shawty i'm a ..
see me int he biz with the..
teens so official speaking on dealer
you ain't doing tripping ..how you gonna get it
[hook:]
driving in the city panarami
live vice for a.. i'ma searching
..at the club working
if your not working you bear me a..
yes me livin my life it's like a movie
i'm a rose.. movie
so elt that p**sy..
run up int he club..rose..rose..rose
..show me your rise..no sleep no lunch time
..get eye time ..
[Wale:]
Arms ripped, I'm a double MG nigga
Running this shit bet you lil' niggas flea-flicker
Windows down, letting bitches snicker
Got cheap bitches, got cheap liquor
Drop a C-note on strippers at the casino
I make movies: them Kill Bill's and Tarantino's
Lyrically Aristotle, lyrically can't see it
Them bammas can't see the bars, y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal
Cover the building in green my nigga: Fred Segal
Ha, I pay that 90210 talk
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
What you think I flow for? Y'all niggas is old dog
Y'all over the hill like you tryna race a soapbox
And even if I'm broke, dog
I'd rather have me no job than no heart
Wale!
[Pill:]
Flow retarded, I need to wipe the slob off of every bar
Wreck these thangs, have em looking like Halle Berry's car
Accidents happen when I have the Mac in hand
Microdefiblirator give you haters [heart] (undefined) attacks in advance
It's MOE, all I need is more chips
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
Ew! Pill hotter than a snotty nose
Body doze, who [?] give em karate blows
Liu Kang: I kick it while bumping Wu Tang
Try to protect [?]
Parking lot of the blue flame
Flows hotter than butane
If you lame, the only way you hang is like Hussein
See, there's a war going on and I'm the general
And I'm a spit directly at ya: no subliminals
See, all my life I was raised by a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching my mouth and my genitals
[Stalley:]
Picture this: picking kicks out of Foot Locker
Thinking how I could run evil and let the good conquer
I'm mixing madd emotions, you know the hood'll haunt ya
Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at Yonkers
Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters
Tryna be some mobsters
They call me conscious, and I think I'm better
Cause I'll be honest: I ain't tryna be a victim of the projects
Or a uniformed man, I'm tryna uniform 10 million men
Unify them, mob through, take over
Maybe I'm beyond myself, maybe these are my thoughts:
Should I die by myself insubordinate?
I start a revolution by myself, you better call for help
Til there's no telling whose side are you on?
Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from
[Meek Mill:]
Self-made, 50K the first week
I signed with Maybach, and we did that ish the 1st week
Before this rapping, I was trappin', getting work cheap
Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap
Sheesh! I'm like R.I.P
I dropped 2Pac Back and did it B.I.G
America's most wanted like Chi Ali
I'm too young to be doing this, they need to see ID
Ross said I'm hot, TIP said I'm hot, Swizz said I'm hot
Your chick said I'm hot
I went and bought a whip for some chicks and a drop
Now my watch fruity colors like Trix in a box
The money ain't running, it's standing still now
I'm getting it, hustlin' like I'm still down
Suckas is talking like I ain't still around
They can't [deal] (undefined) with me, I got a deal now
Big face hundreds, big face Rolls
I be throwing deuces to suckers they don't know me
MMG the team, and I think I'm Kobe
I'm ridin' on that thing with 20's like Ginobli
G-5 sitting on the runway
Just to go to LIV on a Sunday
I spend it make it right back on a Monday
All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play
[Rick Ross:]
If you don't know, Maybach is the clique
I'm screaming "Maybach! " til I'm rich
All the chicks see the money, flow's never bummy
Sat to the silks, I'm icy when it's sunny
Look around: we the largest in the game
All them other boys targets and I'm flawless with the aim
Hit your block with a [?] on deck
North Philly, Meek Milly - where my doggs at
DC, Wale - nice ball cap
New Rolls Royce, Royce, yeah I'm all that
A couple milli in the bag and my face good
[Buy] (undefined) a chick a new bag when she taste good
10 chains, hustle hard: Ace Hood
Smoke [?] you know it taste good
Scoop pills, 5 G's on a phone bill
Sunlife Stadium, smoke on my home field
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
What you know about this life
Just relax baby get
You're on your way to the best night ever
No top on the car (no top, no top)
Out with the stars (yeah)
You're on your way to the best night, best night ever
[Wale]
Forgetting time spending several minutes in her eyes
When in her mind it be feeling different in her thighs
And she'll advise, giving hours to another broad
Cause what is love if you aint discover loving her
She knew it before I pull the car
She pretty but she insecure as baby momma scars
Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection
Body pad as hell, as heaven
And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection
Love is for optimistics, no she try and convince me
And her body is steaming, how I need it revealing
Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling
It's so hard for civilians, thank God you were the boss
You found a prince withough losing slippers or kissing frogs
Don't get too far, just play your part, I break you off
And one day you give my all it's Inshallah
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross]
Open your eyes wide, rolling in the Rolls Royce
keep your mouth closed you f-cking with a
Everybody watching while you touching real money
I'm only rocking with the, that aint for me
My hood, even got 'em rocking heels for me
All the jewels on, got about a mill on me
Date a stripper but the , wanna feel on me
Third bottle feeling like they slip the pill on me
These snitches catch a case and cut a deal on me
So f-ck song writing poems for the real homies
One life to live but they all doing life bids
Everybody coming home deserve a white Benz
Gucci rocking this gold rolly, I'm rocking mine
Baby told me, she never memorize the verse
Until the day I put a 100k inside her purse
Wale – Bedrock (Freestyle)
Lyrics By Robert Weber
She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
So hit me with them cuffs, Ron Artest, Stephen Jackson yea
And i dont have to ask
Shorty gon give it to me
And now we high
I got more green than grounds keeper willy
home girl now dont be silly
Lets come up to my city
they ask about me
my kick game be making fifa for envy
DCPG is wit me
see that belly that aint mine
if out of line
had a woman bust it taking that matter right
I be getting scratched
so i must ask now wheres the calamine
and pussy is the shit but that don't mean i'm feening paper ya'll
Damn im fry
And i'm gone
she alright
oh she gone
please sugar don't come alone
and dont you bring your camera phone
I believe in privacy
I beleive in honesty
That lieing on they jimmy
on they twitter right and i will see
Im modest, and humble
my polo got no logos
mr packy now im packing
your vagina shall be kodo
I can party and i know 9-0-2-1-0
So whore hard and go go
need a girl whos tryna ball
Cuz I don't know we bag a logo
You is lofing no B.S.ing
second guessing ever me
never agree with that message
they say nothings ever free
Shit cuz i'm an F-ing theft
Pop a pill
get some tree
Get a glass and put chris on, yea
just like mr. C, oh
No big baby
so give it baby
Im verra waggin
No isn't baby
Dont mean to be impatient
But you should be in pagents
I got more hoes that tiger
Word to saget
I got that ganja itch
loud addition purple patch
and bring some roll up
bring a movie
bring your friend
i got the magnums
bring some cheedos
bring some gum
and when you done i'll call that cab
And if you pay for that yourself
I promise i'mma call you back
all you bad
and all you cute
and i'm in awe
from all you do
But if I went and convolute
do you think i would have called it to
now though
audible
think i need another play
let me call that hotel
she can't know where my mother stay
Now i'm straight
lets consummate
your girlfriend want to follow
she said kiss me on my lips if you wanna know how her vagina tastes
Ok, let me do it
guess i see it's my turn
ya'll wife and white knight her
I try to one night her
heart break
I serve
to MCs that don't rhyme good
they think they bring that pain
well I am percaset and vicodine
you work the bitch
I'm ballin
??????????????? something foreign
you get close but no cigar
like the footballers from new orleans
I'm a manning
I'm a mansions
or the Hamptons
we just went there
Put that lamp in
i'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea
and they all lettuce
you all ketchup
and count all this feta (cheese)
this time we all relish
and ya'll don't know no beef
this smourgus board is portabella
All i bump is Rockefeller
Rock nation ????? and Fella
D.C., We propelling
You know I am not gon stop
I don't need no single
Like i'm only serving 20 rocks
No change
I won't Change
Fat drill
No bass
three tits?????
??????????????????????????
go head
break a leg
do what you must do
But while ?????????????? Like mr. Fiji in Hiaku
ya'll aint fly
ya'll aint cool
Got shit dropped out, don't recoup
And I don't make no bed rock
I turn that mattress to a pool, Biotch
Ooh Baby,
I Be Stuck To You, (hey)
Like Glue Baby,(like)
Wanna Spend It All On You,(i want it to feel like my song)
Baby,(hey)
My Room Is The G Spot,
Call Me Mr. Flintstone,
I Can Make Your Bed Rock
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock(Hey)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock Girl(hey rock nation whats up)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock(young money whats up, rock
nation whats up)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (lets go)
[Verse 1: Wale]
I don't gotta be here. Look
I need your admiration for infiniti
Not that this ain't lucrative, but I just need your energy
I got the passion to please, I will not gasp or fatigue
Anyway I'm ballin, gimme a Grammy or give me your beat
Standing OV, let these bitches follow me
And I just give them D, give them D like they is out the league
Hasheem Thabeet and various other peoples
The pressures of greatness always comes with critiquing
Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
MMG up, we up, y'all just relax
All my females show bust, Curtis Enis
Nittany lion, my Penn State it, niggas recite it
I'm Michael Jordan major, you niggas Harold Miner
Pussy be all on me, we too young for romancin'
My niggas never block, I think I'm Barry Sanders
[Verse 2: Wale]
Vic Page never made it, Len Bias never made it
See God gave us the talent, but the devil make us famous
My effort is contagious, so check this BOA shit
With this recording I'm as sick as Jordan before Game 6
Jazz talkin and I bet I pick and roll with your bitch
You got some paper for me? Hit me on the Hornacek
Walter Payton Mercedez. Sweetness in every ride
Hold on my pupils slowing, I don't got no lazy eye
[?] Pockets about as thick as strippers on poles
Zone blocking with these bitches, I'm just picking a hole
Pardon that jargon but since I'm balling they getting salty
They all catching feelings. I should Biletnikoff 'em
Them niggas talking. They like man he official
Man, you Olowokandi I'm just being specific
I'm just bein' prolific. Right now don't need no Mrs
I got a rack of Trojans, knowing my Lane Kiffin
I'm tryin' pimp em I'm trying to be that cool
All them bitches converse with me off that React juice
Now Jordan III my shoe. Double M G my crew
When you do it big as Manute you make it seem minute
Ricky more flight
Interscope feeling like Charlotte
When they traded Kobe you know?
Better let it go. Rozay finna re-up
He got himself a Kobe and they stuck with Vlade Divac
And we don't lada de da I'm convertin' the people
Shout old bitches go Hail Mary when I throw that D-Route
Haha. Now keep out. Me and my whole team out
Sick and tired of being under rated
So I give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies
New york city to Lagos she hardly out of stated
My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements
Would you rather sell a millie or be known as the greatest?
Be financially stable or busting tables for paper
Hah, Wale Folarin, ballin in case you didn't knew
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
This shit get critical, always gotta get different one
See I tried to spread the D, welcome to my run and gun
Misunderstood, respected, so I give it all my effort
Hang on my words, but more concerned with my latest necklace
Instrumental from Lexus, change is what they expected
I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till November
Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception
Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple
Ambition for life, dreaming bigger than life
See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice
Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life
Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice
And I'm a stray rider, never fuck with bitches in?
I am not in competition with these liars, I'm tired of 'em
Top five niggas, I'm eyeing whoever vying for it
If y'all important, I coming at you, firing poems
If I ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking
The lion has spoken, the eye's lower, the higher the potency
See I ain't the coach, but I make a girl run till she open
I'll catch my breath a little, money alright where I'm from
But respect is more real, ambition the key
Yea I'm missin some sleep
I'm on my grizzly, ain't know way I'm missing the beat
Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days
Cooking up loud pack, yeah I can make the soufflé
Y'all ain't ready to play this big time, you Teddy?
Got a chick from Jay A, puffing that Lucky?
Shoutout to Puffy my nigga, when you go getting me straight
Driving so Gucci, move over, you never I never need brakes
Never kneebrace, no that's not my slogan ho
Rolling with my entourage, I bet I get your?
High as fuck, no Vinny Chase, I just need my Henny straight
When I saw that 28 to put me in and out of state
The mind, nigga grind, never dumb, fuck is up?
I give my love to this game, but I will never give a fuck
Give it up, who y'all got, hope is me, hope it be
They be mad, they not real, they won't fight, that's Hogan beef
Look at how my totem seat, I'm just tryna show and prove
Told my mama in '03 I ain't going back to school
Make some move, ambition I'm on a level
Niggas is working forever my bars
You niggas talk with limited service
I ain't no drug dealer, theses ain't no trap lyrics
I'm just a young nigga caught up in this rap business
I ain't no drug dealer, I ain't no trap nigga
I'm just a young nigga advocating ambition
In life, I think our aspirations should guide us
Even if there's thing we could never provide or
Be beside, Lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
The finer things you know
To dream is to live life's full potential
So whatever I'm into, I get it in too
[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music
Let's go
You gotta turn me up if you feel this mo'fucker
Shout out Chrissy, Rozay and all that.
I'm just feelin' that good today you know what I'm sayin'
D.C What's up, Maryland, PG, MoCo, VA
Let's do it
[Verse 1: Wale]
Smooth mo'f-cka, let me do this mo'f-cka
Riding shotgun uptown, blowin out the bubble
Tints ain't legal, I ain't ordinary people
Porn star hands, she gon' suck it like a sequel
Life without dreamin' is a life without meanin'
I'm grinding like "I gotta hope all my niggas see it
My garments shouldn't be here, I'm somewhere near the future
As far as being hard, I feel I'm somewhere near Medusa
And everywhere I be at, no I'm at somewhere near my shoota
I swear my peoples keep a strapped like Pinky in the movies
I'm doin well, I'm just hoping I got your respect
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin' a Lex
[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music
(Back on that No Days Off)
[Verse 2: Wale]
Look
Momma ain't raise a thug, Pops ain't raise a ho
I keep a level head, Gettin high layin low
Morty let me use the Maybach back in May
I told him wait, I'll have another for him 28s?
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
No crucifix chains, I'm ain't sure if I'm forgiven, Lord
I need a better way, I want that Aston
But I got fam havin' problems with they FAFSA
I'm prioritizing, a part of growing up
A lot fathers showin' off instead of showin up
A lot of niggas love a broad till she throwin' up
9 months later, new car, can't afford a son
Talking 'bout...
[Hook: Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know (ugh but here goes nothin')
Ralph
No Days Off
[Verse 3: Wale]
Ughh
Smokin' slight bud?, Coolin with my lil bruh
Ol' heads schoolin me, sayin' "Soak it up"
A lot of niggas in my position don't know as much
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
And that's a scary thing, I try to duck em good
Cause innocent women'll stalk you if you fuck em good
I'm sayin' that I know, revealing them most
My God come before this bread,
Guess I'm different than most
See, Mel made a couple milli sellin' Jesus passion
Why these new black churches all resemble castles?
How the Church be always mad when I can't do a handout?
And why these pastor keep messin' with these boys Astons
Ralph
[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin' down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
[Intro: Rick Ross]
Boss is my position, I got the ammunition
All Wale talkin is Ambition
[Hook:]
(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of some Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi chulo
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Albert Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new mothefucking two door
This shit ain't nothing new though
I'm tryna knock that out the park, Albert Pujols
[Verse 1: Wale]
Made a million with the pen
Make my women follow dreams, pussy poppin follow head
Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached
Fuck what them niggas saying I hit whoever at bat
Tryna rock it Atlanta Bravest know that I'm awesome
Bet I be like Fenway out in Boston, my green is a monster
We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out
They just hating on the game, they just way too Canseco
Gotta thank my crew, my label, everything I do they a o-
K with, who the fuck gon' say something?
Shit grand like a mothefucking base load
Three strikes put a mothefucking K up
Double M nigga now we up
Three strikes like a mothefucking C.C
You wife ain't shit, we G'd her
Huh, we G'd up, G'd up
Up in my new two door
Out the park, gon Albert Pujols
[Hook:]
(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of some Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi chulo
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Albert Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new motherfucking two door
This shit ain't nothing new though
I'm tryna knock that out the park, Albert Pujols
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Feel like I seen it all, but I can't say so
Be a snitch! No way, Jose Canseco
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas Yankees though
It's going down in history, the way I valet two doors
She blew a kiss at me, I told her dale culo
Listen b, just give my stylist Kudos
And my consistency, I call that Albert Pujols
Shouts out to St. Louey, swag champ I got the belt
Big H if it ain't Louie, cuffing you bitch is not gon' help
They asking me what I wear, I think YSL is how its spell
And I might just let you touch it if you don't go tell 'em how It felt
Real nigga, that's just how I'm built
From turning white into cream, powdered milk
To getting rich off a dream, I throw it in a bag
This the Ambition anthem, I float it to a flat
[Hook:]
(Rick Ross)
In the caravan of some Latin b!tches
Talking caramel with them asses like them strippers
Oye mami, ven aca come here for papi chulo
Let me knock it out the park, I'm talking Albert Pujols
(Wale)
Albert Pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new mothef-cking two door
This shit ain't nothing new though
[Rick ross]
600 benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 benz, condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man
[Wale]
Wale, real n-gga, while I tote a blow and bomb haze?
I just tell cj keep on rollin' that's my shorty
Tinted out, you aint seeing through
All black everything, this shit like a hbcu
Maybach music, major moves
I'm saving major loot
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
One whip just aint enough, I just seen 33
You only half a w without a second v
Gotta be dreamin, gotta be chosen
Shawty when I was 20 I had a camry and?
But now I'm ok, I got my shit together
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you'll be rich forever, ever
Forever my endeavours and I sever my opponents
I'm cold like it's in denver
The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience
You think I just here flossing or? shit about?
[Rick ross]
600 benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 benz, condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man
[Jadakiss]
Dependin' on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan
I'm only dealin' with you, nothing to do with your man
Ruin your plans, it's best to do what you can
I'm up to 600 bricks, started with 200 grams
Hand to hand in the cold
Pockets on hella swole
I was breaking 'em down, now I'm selling 'em whole
Work straight out the kitchen
Aint no competition
You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission
Know you want me to fall
I don't do nothing but ball
You heard I was in jail, but I just came form the mall
I'm on my way to the jeweller bout to cop me a muller
Keep the digital ruler, at arms length of the ruger
Life's a bitch and I feel her
Aint nobody iller, ? godzilla
Catch me blowing vanilla's
Used to be blood money now it's go hard scrilla
After I count it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a...
[Rick ross]
600 benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 benz, condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man
[Wale]
Hope you heard that intro
This that I been grinding cause I've been saving for that benz flow
So mash on them petty badges
Tell em'? but they never gon catch us
If I am pulled over, I know they gon be on it
Cause it's hot in here and I got no l like the '72 dolphins
Woooh, race my?, and I bet you never pass me like a safety?
I'm polamalu, 600 the newest model
My newest motto to use a condom with newest models
Uhh, got a hundred on the dash uh
Ya aint killers ya'll got hundred yard dash guns
I'm a rare one, camo's and some rare ones
Where I'm from is the circus, hope you don't expect a fair one
Dropping hundreds like it aint nothing
[Black Cobain:]
Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs I hope you built the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the coughin
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George from boston
Respect is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the life
This ain't for all and every people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm trying to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, niggas is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggas don't get no pussy
So it's more for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's cordially we throwin' racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my niggas is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
And Wale told me fuck ya'll, so we fuck ya'll, we don't love ya'll
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
The way your heard of that, the way yo heard of y'all
[Wale:]
Dogging, Hard listen mean mugging
For when niggas don't see their C's till they see the judges
Dark side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues niggas and dama can sue
Old lying ass defensive ass boys
Why you knock that bitch up if you can't tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my opinion is monumental
I'm here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look where they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage fly straight to the money
And you don't understand my slang my colloquial's lovely
So they quote me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistence drive long as your motor's running
I used to heat up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my nigga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they weren't giving a fuck
Now everywhere I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from a dime to a quarter
They had that rocking like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my nigga Ricky
We always pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly
This where they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask fifty
They love you then they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fifty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than sibling
Who got the juice nigga?
Juice nigga,
Juice nigga,
I promised Ricky and Milly that I'm a kill it
Running throughout them digits, and Dollars on me
Homie I'm Emmit
I'm running I'm so 100 with every nigga I run with
Tell them niggas we coming, we fucking it up this summer
[Meek Mill:]
And I'm stunting like it ain't nothing, most of these niggas fronting
I pull this Rolly from Travi, and I got this Beamer from nothing
If they ain't talking bout paper, just tell them end of discussion
And now that I'm getting money, my neighbors turn to my cousins
[Wale:]
Gold bottles, lot of bitches
Didn't think I'm sorry I'm such a shallow nigga
The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women
Went out with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers
[Meek Mill:]
Ha, and I don't ever ask the price on it
Married to the money hater, throw some rice on it
I told my jeweler get my Mueller, throw some mimes on it
I treat that pussy like it's Tina, I go Ike on it
Beat it up, I'm getting heated up
When I say I'm high, I ain't talking weed it up
[Wale:]
Bitch I'm talking G5, see that girls feet is up,
Beaters on my sneakers, even though I never be with Dex
B and me, train hi up
[Meek Mill:]
He lying I'm on papers
But when I beat this shit off, I'm a go and buy some Lakers
Yea I'm talking bout that Cali kush, We can work in Bali bush
Two bad bitches in the back, they prettier than ratty look
[Wale:]
Bitch I'm hot as Wasabi in Abu Dhabi
In a sauna with some models, we treat them like Ada Mona
I ain't thugging, I ain't robbing, I'm puffing on my broccoli
Doing 100 in a bucket, be like 20 in a 'rari
[Meek Mill:]
And I'm back on this shit again, Pressie blue like Michigan
I put on for my city I ask your boy Vick and them
When I get my V12 I'm a be a six and then
Riding round with Looney and your sister and your sister's friend
[Wale:]
Hold up
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Trying to shit the niggas is like giving children ritalin.
Balbo sittin in the van. See you in a minute yo
And them haters went away as soon as I left Interscope
[Meek Mill:]
Big money, I'm talking bad hoes
You niggas full of shit, fucking assholes
I'm in this presidential suite, I'm in my bathrobe
Counting 100 grand I put it from my last show
Shitting on them, something I ain't mean to do
These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do
A nigga by a point, here take the nina too
I get a chick to come and serve you like Serena do
[Wale:]
I think it's genius when Lena do you in a group
Stunting, I'm in the sixth, I call that shit middle school
High as shit, I'm in a booth
Never nag them, I'm a choose
And I don't gotta front, I play these niggas like I wish 'em to
This is where the Wizards play, this is where them bitches play
Weed a have you falling, and now you scraping up that camera shape
The day a hater treat a nigga like he fake,
Tthat be the day his label treat him like his signal fadeeee
[Meek Mill:]
And I'm balling bitch, I'm balling bitch
Me Wale, so hard, this shit
Get your money budget back, fire all your artists-ess
We be burning everything, they label us as arsonists
[Wale]
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci
I don't wear no Timbo
I kick it any tempo
I'm lifted off the indo
I'm poppin champagne, drinkin till I'm jumpin out the windooow,
haha If the autotune's gone bet they'll all tune in
So I'mma do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch
Hip-Hop slackin, why they gettin Grammies when these niggas is actin?
They phony, should get Tonies for the thing that they be yappin
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to these rappers
Fuck yappin they lucky we don't clap em
And have them people leakin like they're CD isn't mastered
CD is in plasic, these niggas is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these niggas is Anistons
Dig, these niggas is fake joe
Hip-Hop need to wake up, we the fuckin clock radios
[HOOK]
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
Wale and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the radiooo
[Wale]
They told me go in, no problem I'mma go in
And shy away from drama, I ain't run away from no man
And there ain't been no buster prepared for you suckas
Then they'll play with Mario Brothers when it was duck hunt
That's words to my mama, since I was in a starter
A nigga been a star before I forfeited my scholar
Shit didn't finish college, shit wasn't a problem
Shit my homecoming is here I'm who they call up
So I still be on that yard with a feely of that Marley
From the city the Philly women willing to menage
Though I put em on pause since Manilli been involved
Though everybody's on me like the Milli V part
Now I'm from the D Dot where we not no beatboxers
We talkin B blockers keep us with deep pockets
See not no fad or no internet phenom
But he be's on that web like he be's with Pete Parker
Me I'm not shy and my partner's Somalian
K'naan and my buzz is too big like Comala
Ballin, Folarin so goddamn hard
Fat rhymes everytime bitch Roseanne bars... Wale
[HOOK]
[K'naan]
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
And Wale been tellin other rappers take a deep breath
And don't perform after him or you might regret
I guess they didn't get the memo or the leaflet
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
And I'm Somali so I guess I'm just trynna eat bread
Fuckin with my people well that's called the Heath Ledge
Needless to say I turn rap beef to piglets
Make you speechless, make you bloody, make you teethless
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
I been on more red carpets than Ryan Seacrest
Don't cross me cause my friend I'm no Jesus
I don't turn cheecks or draw blood like leeches
And my friend's a nut me spark in heaters
Get your ass privileges with parking meters
Do I condone it or is this some kinda small talk?
Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps get fix fast by klick klacks and big bwaps
And inside they think rap soft
My pen sparks the benchmark I fench off tar
No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so sick my ten bars cough
Now I'm off
[Wale]
Hold up, hold up, hold up
[Chorus:]
Girls, I ask em do they smoke?
Ask em what do they know?
Ask em can we go? Pretty girls...
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere
[Verse 1:]
Thanks to the flow right now what up
A lime to a lemon remind you of the sky when I'm fuckin and we on cloud nine for that minute
Admire your style and your physique
And I ain't trying to critique but you deserve a good drink, so what's up?
What you sippin on? It's no problem
Black and gold models like I'm pro-New Orleans
But shawty I'm far from a saint but I got two A-mex's that look the same way
Wale, D.C. that's me huh, my Prada say Prada and they Prada say Fela
I ain't gotta tell ya they know about me huh
Come to D.C. and I can make you a believer
See baby I'm a leader they always from a Libra
And I ain't trying to lead you wrong sugar I need ya
So would you please listen to what I'm a need from you
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia
[Chorus:]
Girls, I ask em do they smoke?
Ask em what do they know?
Ask em can we go? Pretty girls...
Sunshine in the air(ey shawty you gotta take your purse off for this one baby) perfume everywhere(No matter where you from we goin to D.C. right now)
Girls are everywhere(what up)
Pretty Girls
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet), pretty girls clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet), pretty girls clap(clap) like this
[Verse 2:]
Okay you have em in amazement switchin four lanes in that 09' range
While I'm singing oh trey shit
It's like this all day
Okay my names Wale they probably know me from the you know
Boss in my Hugo, Floss like my two fer
My flow is on Pluto, them rollins ain't plutons
Ha, Ya shawty that's G-shit, tokyo spinners, ya shawty that's G-shit
Please give head to that new D.C. shit, I'm a PG shit, I ain't finna keep it
And I be with so I got B.B.C. shit, even if I didn't I would ball like, arenus, swish
Now shawty this is what I'm a need from you
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia
[Chorus:]
Girls, I ask em do they smoke?
Ask em what do they know?
Ask em can we go? Pretty girls...
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere
Pretty Girls
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet), pretty girls clap like this
[Intro:]
If I told you I wanted to talk to you, you know
You think I'm try'na holla at you
And maybe I am but,
You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you?
[Verse 1: Wale]
Rather lose love than to move on
Never knowing what it feel like
Short days, long nights
By the phone, no call
Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind
Got me goin' down that road
Heart made of stone
Far away from home
Black woman, c-c-cold
Every problem that you ever had with another man I gotta face
Started off on thin ice
I'm still here, but I can't skate
Slow sink
Can't breathe
No remorse
Don't think
Listen to your friend, get another man for a minute then repeat
Queen, you deserve the title but she rejects what I give
While she nurse the wounds by them
Tried them, didn't work
Got impossible standards
Nothing I'm a do's gonna work
Diary of a black girl
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
I'm down and out
I keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow
[Verse 2: Wale]
Raised by a momma who, who,
Hates her baby father so, so
She don't have a problem with, with,
Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick,
I'm just tryna be the one who never run, but you run away from me
Girlfriend's man cheat, cheat
Why not me the same thing
She can't see in me, what I see in her
This pain she inherit can't be reversed
I can't even stay living in the shade of all the motherfuckers that played ya
The irony in that is that I ain't even that, but you put it in those pages
Wife, you deserve the label
But you been hurt before so you don't feel you're able,
Tried them didn't work
Got impossible standards
Nothing that I ever do work
Diary of a black girl
[Chorus:]
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
I'm down and out
I keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow
[Spoken: Wale]
See all I wanna do is be relevant
Just tell me that I ever meant anything
Or that you could ever see me and you in another light
But it's like the dark woman endores in the darkest nights by the wrong man
See all of them have made you incapable of a first impression
What it do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna
Just intentions to impress you, if capable
Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you
Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this frame of mind for such an ugly picture
And money, nothing I buy can buy more time for your ears to tell your heart to listen to it
"Diamonds, a girl's best friend" is what they say
But, believe me, with the right allegience shorty you gonna shine anyways
And everyday that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary
The day before is better than the present
So anyone presented in her presence is doing these life sentences
No key for release
No reason to be around
Her minds in the clouds
She writes it all down
In her diary,
[Chorus:]
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
I'm down and out
I keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
I'm down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow
Somehow
[Melanie Fiona & Wale chorus:]
Babe, you know it gets no better than this,
It's like sunshine on a rainy day,
It's like a high could you take me away?
Take me away.
Away.
It's a beautiful bliss.[Wale]
When you feel like this (Beautiful bliss)
When you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss)
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with tints
And you aint bothered a bit now baby.
[Wale verse 1:]
Fresh out the airport
Fresh out the tan with the clippers
Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm
I'm trying to get it like Sean get it
If Lord giveth a mill' and a milf bright skinnded
It's slight blemishes and life system
But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyrics
That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four
You see my figure more or less stick some more
I invest in my larynx and lungs and this voice I project
My pro-ject is like what pros inject
And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right?
[Chorus]
[J. Cole verse 2:]
I phone home to the real they wanna' know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville could get a deal
And tell them niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on your Heels
So you best be on your toes nigga
Especially on your flows nigga
'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga
Catch me on your doorstep
You see me let me in
All I wanna do is eat
I'm like the freaky lesbian
Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee ESPN
They heard I'm 'bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends."
And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then
Where all the girls we knew that scream, "Fuck you"
Gon' let me in
I'm definitely in a class of my own
And dinner with Hov
Hoping that he pass the baton
He just pass the Patron
And he aint givin' dog is earned
If you just live in dog you learn
I let you niggas see the light
I'm like the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I aint done yet
Sit back and watch your son rise
Kick back and know your son set
Forever I ain't run yet
And never will
Nas told me life's a bitch
Pac said, "Fuck the world and I ain't cum yet."
You up yet?
My punchlines like gut checks
I'm raw dog
I'm rough sex
I'm on deck
I'm up next
I'm God bless
I'm success
So fuck stress
You can get the fuck from around me
And if you listening know you wondering
Where the fuck they found me
Im from the 'Ville boy
(Ay Wale, good looking.)
[Chorus]
[Wale verse 3:]
Another day up in my ES
Wish it was an LS
But e-lastic is my wallet
Fuck it
I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback ain't flexing
Then you can keep it running
Like a muffler
When we not in summer
They like A list actors
They not no stunners
Too much practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat that function
I breathe on and puncture
Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked
It's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead
This shit's how beautiful my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan
Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating
Or shift keys or it I placement 'cause
Shift the keys get your capital raised up
(Mother fucker)
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.
This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh.
Na Na Na Na...
Na Na Na Na...
Hey Hey Hey, Goodbye
[Lady Gaga: Chorus]
Lookin at, Lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, Look at how they lookin at me
Eye's all sticky like honey on Bee's
Look at that, Look at how they lookin at me
[Wale]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name Wale and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale (Wale Wale)
[Wale: Verse 1]
This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I'm everybody problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin about "How you got them? "
Let's talk about the cars ya'll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a Lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You niggas mad that you not me
I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain't heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, gear on my
Millionaire Frames, that's money on my mind, Wale
[Lady GaGa: Bridge]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss
[Wale: Verse 2]
Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
Ho's call me "Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang"
You redundant, you never ever change
And I'm the same way, M.I.A.
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I made ya'll love it
We don't cop plea's, but ya'll don't cop nothin
Police come around don't nobody say nothin
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin
Dark liquor till we busted
Till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya!
[Lady GaGa:]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss
[Wale:]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, Came to get It
My name Wale
[Verse 3:]
Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick'em, I'll shut em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya'll to see
Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin
My material girls give 'em A-Rod moneyyy!
LV on my luggage
Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, fuck 'em
[Lady GaGa:]
Lookin at, lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
[Wale:]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get It
My name Wale
[Chorus:]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
[Verse 1:]
Ms. Rodeo, tell me where your day go
Part-time waitress she really wanna make it
In the "City of Lights", it's hard to see clear
She don't really care about anyone advice
Nothing here's real, and everyone's alike
Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
She barely eats at all, if she do she eats light
Indulging a meal when a toilets in sight
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
To be seven pounds, you must release several pounds
This is Heaven on Hell
This is how she wanna live
She ain't really trippin', she's on Beverly Hills
[Chorus:]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
[Verse 2:]
Just another day out in Beverly Hills
She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still
Believing the screens or anything there
But reality shows ain't real
So pretentious with no potential
She goes to catch up, although her rents up
In her defense-she part of the crowd
She gonna borrow some money
So she can party at Chows
It's apart of her goal
It's all she knows
Graduated from rosay, addicted to blow
Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
So she kisses the stars
And gives them a blow
After every show, a dream she hold
Inhibition is gone, she just wanna be known
She wanna be know, she just wanna be known
Pulling down her skirt
"I never done this before", Nah
[Chorus:]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
[Verse 3:]
You know big-breast girls
Never ever pay rent
They meet the Rich Boys
Throw D's on that Bitch
Lease on The Whip
Beach on the weekend
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger
Now you just a whore to the male entertainers
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
The sun's always out
But It's clouds over here
Look, cocaine addiction, apartment eviction
To add to the list of Beverly Hills victims
Hold on you can see my vision
Next to you let down on a nigga
[Chorus:]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is... (90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
