Wale - Globetrotter ft Tity Boi (2Chainz) Lyrics

Wale - Globetrotter ft Tity Boi (2Chainz) Lyrics

[wale]
staying on the couches
her man is out of towning
have some adoption, baby
don’t you go be so childish
not into commas and shining
just to get vc’d out
when it get too cute i say “cool”
i just let miss reesy know
atlantic city, staff got 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 smashing like cassius
40 nights i was suffering
bought a condo ?
like a comdom that’s stuffed 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 goon with ya!
i’m an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars
and my bank account look just like a phone card
have that ? 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”
now i got em on they toes cause my flow hot
[hook]
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 my omlette with no pork in it
want a meal with no fork in it
?, i ordered it
and i’mma 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 black
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, lighting 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
i give a girl what she want – but no dollars

Wale - First Class Lyrics

Wale - First Class Lyrics

Chorus
Fell asleep in first class
Hoes calling my phone, but fuck it
I'll get to em when I land
And I ain't trying to land
Cause time is money
So while you worry about the hoes
I kill shows and bag more clothes
It’s Polo: check
These Jordan 4′s: check
These women know what I’m on

Look, doing life from the 36th floor
Trying to renovate the game
I ain't happy with the score
Insubordinate for good reason
As I coordinate the perfect feature
A working genius, a work of art
That's how I see it
Cause I can bring you to your dreams like Jesus
Holiday season, Obama’s good neighbour
I ain't talking to neither
But got comma’s in my statement
My bitches fuck me good
In the morning make me bacon
And even when I make em
Mad, still make em naked
And I don’t take no dames out
I just spit my game out
She don’t give her nigga head
Cause I fuck all her brains out
Hey, that's cold-blooded
Hey, these hoes love it
Roll up was $4
Doja was four hundred
Dolce Gabbanna stunting
A young nigga love it
Why you be getting mad?
We only getting money!
Chorus
Fell asleep in first class
Hoes calling my phone, but fuck it
I'll get to em when I land
And I ain't trying to land
Cause time is money
So while you worry about the hoes
I kill shows and bag more clothes
It’s Polo: check
These Jordan 4′s: check
These women know what I’m on

Okay today I was the freshest in my area
Freshest in my neighborhood
Freshest in America
Fuckin bitches chasing paper
Boi, I’m historical
I cause the hysteria
Ok, whats a better accessory?
My all gold Rolly or the
Bitch that's standing next to me
Or the one in front of me
Or the chick leaving
Lighting reef up like it’s the holiday season
Woah there, woah there
These niggas can’t fuck with me
They're too little
I’m animal, you can’t talk to me
Unless you are Dr Dolittle
Welcome, welcome to the GOOD life
Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night
But they say we ain't BIG
Turn us to a Suge Knight
Lets swim in alcohol and hop up
On that red-eyed kush flight
And when I’m O, I’ll
Probably die getting some head
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Chorus
Fell asleep in first class
Hoes calling my phone, but fuck it
I'll get to em when I land
And I ain't trying to land
Cause time is money
So while you worry about the hoes
I kill shows and bag more clothes
It’s Polo: check
These Jordan 4′s: check
These women know what I’m on

From my shell toes to my brim brim
I’m an old soul with my pimp limp
I roll up and I sip sip
Whole team full of OG’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip
But we stay cool, we don’t miss miss
Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss
When they feel safe on some bitch shit
I’m first class on my trip trip
With two chicks, sadistic
We touch down in Moscow and take flicks like click click
She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause
I be doing rich shit, you know, baler shit, etc

Wale Ft. J. Cole - Bad Girls Club Lyrics

Wale Ft. J. Cole - Bad Girls Club Lyrics

i never had
i see you’re looking at me
bad we could get low right now
bad we could get low
bad we could get low right now
blazing, show love
make way for the bad girls club
blazing, show love
make way for the bad girls club

hey, cold world, down for whatever