at how they're lookin' at me DC chillin', PG chillin' My name Wale, and I came to get it Came to get it, came to get it My name Wale Shit, this how
If I told you I wanted to talk to you, You know, You'd think I'm try'na holla at you. And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you?
gold models like I'm pro-New Orleans But shawty, I'm far from a saint But I got two AmEx's that look the same way Wale, D.C. that's me huh, my Prada
[Chorus] And she throws up whatever she eats She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed Regular girl, Celebrity dreams She is...(90210) She live her
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
Chorus: All the girls really want is fun Just a place that they can come So their wild side has the freedom to run And last but not least please don't
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
(Boy)Beautiful (x7) Uh, Chip on my shoulder big enough to feed Cambodia see I Neva fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn?t fitting and my knees needed
on a world tour Wale your man hustlin in 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
(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
I call her, but oh hold up Yall know what? ignore button Or the phone die, lets hope for it That damier bag I bought her Caught the attention of those
[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 Not now not ever, and now until forever you
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
Mirror, tell me I'm the realest Since all these other niggas got gimmicks in their lyrics It's all gun bustin', it's such a lack of the subject Could
[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
(feat. Marsha Ambrosius) If I told you I wanted to talk to you, You think I'm try'na holla at you, And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyway
(feat. Pharrell) [Chorus:] All the girls really want is fun Just a place that they can come So their wild side has the freedom to run And last but not
[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
