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]