WALE

WALE - Ridin In That Black Joint lyrics

rate me

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

GO

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

G's 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

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

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

Macca yous a mint best believe a nigga mouth froze

Now 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

Hes I'll he kickin seaf... 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

Street dates like roommates and shinin numbers

Now to the left whip it

Don't stop with it

Now to the right whip it

You got a right, mrs

Now to the left whip it

Don't stop with it

Now to the right whip it

You got a right mrs

GO

Black G basket big rubber plastic

Cash in my pants got the city sin saggin

Yea I'm that bad and I'm outta liquid 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 of the rainbow

Easy through the rangs ya'll lames can't shake through my name

Wale, see ya later nigga tell it to me

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