WALE - Mike Tomlin lyrics
rate me[Wale]
Black and Yellow bottles at my table, I’m ballin’
Black and yellow ladies at my section, I called ‘em
black and yellow whip, black and yellow SS
Black and yellow everything n-gga, Mike Tomlin
look at my garments, bitches be astonished
up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
this just aint no song sh-t, do this for my city Joe
bout to get my city on, had to let my city go
shout out to my Philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low
call that b-tch my quarterback, wildcat all that
give it to these broads, i make em sore back and all that
you don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap
me I never call em back, she said that y’all go together
she just let me beat and you's a acapello kinda fella
black and yellow, yeah aint that what the song say
what you call a lifetime, I just call a long day
[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh huh, you know what it is…
[Wale]
It’s no days off, y'all aint doing sh-t
shout out to them Taylors and them Jets fool
it feel like Woodstock in a n-gga dressing room
looking at my opposition like bust a move
from where they take them old beats and turn em into news
you can end this verse premature
but I got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more
Louie V don’t see the store, go in that and leave it gone
flyer than the rest of ‘em, I hold the beat to reinforce
I dont be in wars, so i dont need a fort
i just be in the cut, my n-gga Neosporin
some n-ggas slept on me but I dont see the snoring
some n-ggas sayin’ bullsh-t 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
them n-ggas suffer, aint eating nothing they still bluffin
while I go hard and spit retarded like them lil buses
I’m still buzzin’, chick is something like n-gga f-ck it
y’all little n-ggas with lil buses with lil budgets
you lil n-ggas is silly you think my n-ggas budging
I think you n-ggas funny, I leave you n-ggas bludgeoned
hold up…ok
Black and yellow J4's, always wear a rubber so they never ever late for it
than we celebrate when they on
but you can nip it in the bud and leave that b-tches face warm, yuughck!
in my best Pusha imitation
b-tch I be ballin’ all alone like the gym is vacant
and I’ma need some more Patron I don’t want no chaser
I’m throwing hundreds at KOD, a little paper
and your girl working out, I let my n-ggas train her
you Tim Tebow ass n-ggas probably still gater
I chomp chomp p-ssy if it smell good to me
and I don’t do nothing for her but she do it to me
I’m trifling, down right ignorant
Mic magnificent, you’re all simpletons
its a (?), bitches blind dating (?)
baby I aint limping, I just tend to keep my city there
on my back boy, holla back boy
half a mill rap touring, Jarrett Jack boy
Black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow
(repeated)
[Outro]