Wale

[fox69]

"Sunshine"

"Sunshine"


May the optimism of tomorrow, be your foundation for today

[Chorus: x2]
Spotlight on my face
Sunshine, I can't tell a lie
Want me to say what they just wanna hear now?
Want me to say what they just wanna hear now?

I can't lie I feel quite phenomenal today baby
That new black soul shit
It's that new black soul
Haha, yeah, that new black soul
Uh
Uh
Yea, bounce, bounce
It's so soulful at the moment right?
Look...

I was in the business when you was chasing the bitches
Now I got the dollars, I'm tryna get my position
Couple bad decisions, I got some character issues
Although I'm never slippin' like student/parent permission
Yes I am aware that America tryna get me
So I let my friends carry paraphernalia
Before I love a industry girl, I'll marry a civillian
Picture a young rich woman taking me serious
Although I hit my stride, ain't even in my prime (nah)
Singles on the chart make a broad lose top these days
You ain't gotta do nothing to pop these days
Instagram is runnin they thoughts these days
62 joints, got me duggin on em
Humble, got my ass dropped now I'm stuntin' on 'em
You better know that you overdue for some better endings
That's to whoever developed second-guessing they blessings
(Ralph)

[Chorus: x2]
Spotlight on my face
Sunshine, I can't tell a lie
Want me to say what they just wanna hear now?
Want me to say what they just wanna hear now?

I just need you to vibe with me real quick, we came from nothing
We here now baby
Yeah, yeah let me tell you bout the gift
Uh huh every day, don't forget let me tell you bout the...
Back on my shit
Let me tell you bout the... let me tell you bout the gift

I don't like to boast but they ain't touchin' the flow (nope)
Fuck a therapy so put everything in this cone
My only fear of being marriage she scared of being alone
She settle for this bread so therein just be a trophy
I'm a probably marry somebody already familiar
VH1 10 & I ain't thinkin' about these bitches
Can do without opinions,
Another brother caught up in the business
Had them locks since I lost my scholarship
I been gettin' it to my old coach and ballin'
Rose gold was 40, dopest nigga recordin'
Make hoes sprint the 40
See me I thought the money would change it, it got worse
But it's a lot better than the screaming who got work (who got work?!)
From openin' the back, to packin' up 9: 30
I never sold crack when crack rappin was workin
With that fact it's backpackin and murkin
Gettin' that Bobby Heenan while you're Mr. Perfect

[Chorus: x2]
Spotlight on my face
Sunshine, I can't tell a lie
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?

Let me tell you about the gift
Let me tell you about the gift
Let me tell you about the gift

This dedicated to my nephew Tony
Rest in peace bro
Love
Shine on us Kuzo
We ain't 'pposed to never
We ain't 'pposed to never
We ain't 'pposed to never have
Aye nigga we ain't 'pposed to never
We ain't 'pposed to never have
We ain't 'pposed to never
We ain't 'pposed to never
We ain't 'pposed to never

 

[fox69]

"Talk 2 Me"
(feat. Roscoe Dash)

"Talk 2 Me"
(feat. Roscoe Dash)



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 whats 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
Its no drought were I be
Bitch no police, here's 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 yall kiddin
nigga I live it cant get in my business
Cant get with my bitches
Cant 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 cant 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 wont 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 cant find these shoes
Unless you was out in 92?
Rest in peace that DJ Am, Clark Kent
Dats my fuckin dude
Lets go

[Chorus]

[Roscoe Dash]
Money's on the mental
My efforts monumental
I go more than mental
This is more than redbull the window
He's coming
That's what these hoes say
Just Patron and Rose
Got these hoes, oops these cameras keep on rolling
From start until explosion
They down to do it all
I call em US open
Big money I can't fold it
It calls me like I owe it
I don't car nothin bout it
I hit the mall and blow it
My money's ever lasting
If you seen me, you would know it
I swear money's all I know
Green I go, I'm Ford focused
I know they mad I'm on
But that's too bad cause err shit
I'm here to stay I brought my bags

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Tats On My Arm"
(feat. Rick Ross)

"Tats On My Arm"
(feat. Rick Ross)



[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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
I’m just so gifted nigga (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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
I’m just so gifted nigga (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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
It’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)

Okay, tats all on my arm
These dreads all in my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
Bitch all I know is this grind, it’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
It’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)

[Wale - Verse 1]
I ain't 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’ ass hoes
Ya’ll can’t stick to no G-Code, see them snakes showing you more
Get my taste from all of my bitches
My mates calling me gifted, February cold as my heart
That's 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 bitches
And I don’t reply to most BBM’s
So when you see an R don’t be trippin’
MMG obviously winnin’, niggas talk shawty we live it,
And I swear to lord I’ve been down to Earth
More times than not I be lifted

[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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
I’m just so gifted nigga (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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
It’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)

[Wale - Verse 2]
I ain't with the rappin’, I’m just tryna focus
'Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest
Bitch Tats all on my arm, these hoes 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
Ha ha, hold up, let me wipe a nose with these rappers
And I like the hoes 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 ain't dreaming dog you ain't living
Even when I sleep I got vision
Even when ya deep, yeah still are sweat
I don’t fiend for beef I eat bitches

[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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
I’m just so gifted nigga (look where that shit gets ya)

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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
I’m just so gifted nigga (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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
It’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)

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 nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)
It’s my ambition nigga (it’s my ambition nigga)

(M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

 

[fox69]

"That Way"
(performed by Wale and Rick Ross, featuring Jeremih)

"That Way"
(performed by Wale and Rick Ross, featuring Jeremih)



[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
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time girl how could we get that way?

 

[fox69]

"The Ambitious Girl"

"The Ambitious Girl"


Ambitious girl, the drive-drive me crazy
I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you
I'll pay your tuition, and pray with you if you ain't in to wishin
I'm tryna fuck the shit 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?" bitch..
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 bitches can't cut in yo business
I'm in love with your business
And your productivity is the reason I interest, 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 ain't 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 aint even as sweet as her
My ambitious girl, I wont forget you,
I just reflect on how I ain't 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
Ambition [X7]

 

[fox69]

"The Artistic Integrity"

"The Artistic Integrity"


[George Costanza:]
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

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
MoCo 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

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 at Allah's nose
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
I found my own lane, meet Mr. Folarin

 

[fox69]

"The Black N Gold"
(feat. Sam Sparro)

"The Black N Gold"
(feat. 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 Mo. Co.
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 get a 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 HU women, Frostburg Women
Throw a round game, Strasburg pitching
Tonight no pictures, everything's straight
And we gonna 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
Going "This 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 (rapists?)
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 run off
Watch a young nigga operate Doogie 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 Shawn 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 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)
Henny for my niggas, champagne for the- champagne for the- champagne for the (HOES)

 

[fox69]

"The Bloom (AG3)"

"The Bloom (AG3)"


Good morning, baby
I thank God I'm alive to greet you with the sun
She is but a flower, and I love her cause she--
And we both agree this rap shit is all me
But the seed of this beautiful world is ours
My black mind, dream big and follow through even bigger
15 years of slavery for you lady
I put in work to be your nigga
May the sun kiss you, unconditional
I pray each and every lyric get to you
On this third rendition
For you and your ambition both, bloom

[Hook - Stokley Williams:]
Baby, let your hair down, let it loose
There's no need to be scared now, cause I'm with you
And there's no judgement here, love, you are free
To be as wild and crazy as you wanna be
So baby let me see you bloom for me

To whom it may concern
Let me thank your mom for the beauty you inherited
Let me call her up and be like, "Excuse me Mrs. Um...
You don't know me, but...
Thank you for your flower, but I'm tryna be your sun"
Now wait, wait, I know what you're 'bout to say
Male entertainers entertain everything
But that ain't the case, let me put it this way:
If I'm tryna see you bloom, why would I do it with shade?
Don't play, uh, nah I won't stay long
The pollution that you use to I illuminate such
Beautiful the evolution of your bud
Remove your make-up I need that human nature
Look, me and you just ain't enough
We fruitful as youth let's accumulate some
Tell me 'bout your roots, and how you've came up
I call you my flower, cause you're my boo
K? Good!

[Hook]

(Be my flower, I'll be your sun)
Let me see you bloom for me

Just let me hold you in a dark place
And when it's cold let me warm thee
I know we both come from hard times
Cause I'm aroused you a rose of the concrete
Thorns on fleek
Study and I go on three, I can hit quick or chill and give you energy
Fresh out of college and they sweat you, now you got degrees
Busy to follow me i'm tryna pollinate so won't you holla when it's gotta be
Honey, sweet thing, let's get into it, we can do whatever
Be it intellect or intimate, levitate your habitat, just know who you dealin' with
This sort of photosynthesis don't show up with the filter in ya
Love, me and you just ain't enough, we fruitful as youth let's accumulate some
Tell me 'bout your roots, and how you've came up
I call you my flower, cause you my boo, k? good!

[Hook]

You don't have to worry about comfort, I'm the safest place that you wanna be
No longer do you have to wonder, just open up and spread your wings
Eh oh baby, won't you (bloom bloom)
Eh baby, won't you (bloom, bloom, bloom, bloom)
Eh baby, won't you (bloom bloom)
Eh baby, won't you (bloom bloom)
Eh baby, won't you (bloom bloom)

 

[fox69]

"The Bmore Club Slam"

"The Bmore Club Slam"


Basically like it's this big DC Baltimore like, myth thing
But it really is no tension
Even though 92Q does not play my records
And I do not know why
But uh, yea they don't play my records
My cousin who plays Chris Partlow is in the studio right now
He's not gunna do no drop, cuz we don't give a fuck about that shit in our family
Um, only thing that's important to us is just making sure you bring like plantain on Thanksgiving
But anyways, um, so 92Q don't play my records, and I don't know why
It's all good, I love Baltimore, I got a lot of friends
You know, I'm saying I know a lot of the um, 5 percenters that's out in Baltimore
Shout out my man, Los
Um you know, shout out K-swift
She's not a 5 percenter but shout her out
Scottie B what up
Um you know, Mark Clark, J Claxton
Pork Chop, Shawn J
Um you know, everybody I see you out there
Bossman, Mulli-man, everybody out there doing their thing, whatever
But, I just wish I could get some more love on the radio Baltimore
You know and it's all good, man I'm 5 minutes away
Man I'm in Largo, Maryland, man I'm like 10 minutes on 95
So I made this little song, me and Scottie B put this shit together

[Hook:]
Du-duh duh, Du-duh duh, Du-duh duh [x8]
This what I call the ELEVATOR!
This what I call the ELEVAATTTORRR!
YOU! You know!
YOU! You, you YOU KNOW!
YOU! You know!
YOU! You, you YOU KNOW!
WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA
WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA, WA!

Time after time, my timing impeccable
Peek at the time, mind invincible
Round and round, I'm here to sphere the squares
And clear the air
My circumference, y'all can't near
I'm in here like antlers
Yea, I am out of this world
Literally, out of my dome
Out of my mind, making it harder to breathe
Nigga I'm Adam Levigne
This is a breeze to me, the industry
I read you niggas like literature
Gucci sneaks, my green is up
My Leisure suit, I BBC
Yea, me on the BBC and El Dien with Mark, and them

[Hook]

KICKS!
Don't know the cost of them
Cuz those don't fall til' August here
Then! Whenever August here, I'm walking in my March apparel
Yea, nigga I'm eons away
Proven my case, I feed off a J
Hov, yea, Mr. Carter
Aristocrat for Hip-hop artists
Sip the Merlot, grip a darling
Darling you in the game, I'm balling
No, I ain't your man from Harlem, Joe
I'm on a roll, of margarine, no
No longer a nigga is starving
So, I could share money with all them
Like, like, my niggas who need it
I be the reason niggas believe in

[Hook]

Nigga believe in, follow the leader
Raunsh a dat a cleaning NO [?]
Excuse my speech, but climber know
Freaks to me is dominoes
Down a ho, you don a ho
I pounce a ho, then vamanos
Sitting, you talking, you Donna Hue
Nigga, I look like a don to you
A darker hue, I'm sharp as Hue
I'm Shaq to your Udonis dudes
Donatello, I off the disc
You are convinced that I'm the shit
If time's sufficient enough, revisit the track
And tell me I'm wack, you lying
Tell me you bustin' your gats, you lying
Niggas is runnin' they trap in line
Nigga I'm Nas, niggas is Pras
Nigga I'm Nas, niggas is Pras
Nigga I'm Nas, niggas is Pras
Nigga I'm Nas, niggas is Pras
Well ah, hell well
Well ah, hell well
Well ah, hell well
Well ah, hell well
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Fine, fuck it, done fin
Out til' next time, ONE!

 

[fox69]

"The Body"
(feat. Jeremih)

"The Body"
(feat. Jeremih)



[Hook 1 (x2) - Jeremih:]
Baby you got a body like a Benz
And I'm just tryna drive it once again

[Verse 1 - Wale:]
Shawty can I fill your tank, yeah
I start of with that "What you drinkin'?"
Pardon if I'm road raging
But I know you heard my drive is crazy
Yeah, let me pace that, with some patience
Let me do it till I fill every void
You're like a Maybach, thinking damn, they ain't even make 'em like you no more
It's like a high beam gleaming through your eye (bling)
I can door you up, baby suicide
A little wordplay, I'm hoping I can make you smile
Least until I'm out of line like a DUI
Girl you remind me of my Jeep
Can I see what's up with that G-Wagon
Can I take you off of these streets
To the side of me, I'm tryna see your hazards
Tryna be with the baddest, won't be the fastest
Gotta make it last, I hope you comfortable
I need to get to you, you're like a 62
A little work, then it's curtains when I'm skrrtin' through
Came through in the brw, tryna leave in the coupe
That mean I gots a few, but I believe in you
Tryna chase the cat, know I'm killin' the dog
You ain't feeling me naw, that mean I don't need the roof

[Hook 2 - Jeremih & Wale:]
You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it
You something like my car
I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you

[Pre-Hook - Jeremih:]
You put on a show, you don't need no clothes
Give me little bit more, always take it slow
I know you don't wanna stop, I'm tryna make it go
Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose

[Hook 1 (x2) - Jeremih:]
Baby you got a body like a Benz
And I'm just tryna drive it once again

[Verse 3 - Wale:]
A good woman is scarce to us
And I wasn't prepared to love
And it sound crazy, but your miles crazy
I'm just here cause your character good (truth be told)
A good nigga is rare to her (truth be told)
You heard it all but hear this love
One night with dude, I be the reason you cute
So let me know am I clear enough, yeah wassup
Way I, way I, that's the way I think
Shawty straight like, a concert on Bay Orange street
In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride I'm like
"Tight, let's keep it AMG"
Slidin' down, precipitating is straight
Top down, let me kiss your physique
I'm diggin' your flee, I'm checkin' your gear
Can tell you had a good year, spent a grip on your feet
She like when I drive it, I like it in park
Pull that thing over you likely to sore
I got her floating like riding on stars
So I keep it GPS, see where this going
Nothing will stop it, I slide in no problem
Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts
Sections her weapon, my snake in her garden
So know when I'm not here the viper is on

[Pre-Hook - Jeremih:]
You put on a show, you don't need no clothes
Give me little bit more, always take it slow
I know you don't wanna stop, I'm tryna make it go
Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose

[Hook 1 (x2) - Jeremih:]
Baby you got a body like a Benz
And I'm just tryna drive it once again