WALE

WALE - The Manipulation lyrics

rate me

Good Wale

I just wanna show you that I can better you

If ever you are feeling you are ready to improve

You ready for a move? We can bust it

I'm talking all emotion, the deepest of discussion

The deepest of your feelings

We can spend a weekend all alone, fully clothed, letting' you know, ain't even tryna hit it

Don't even need to listen to them niggas

You're reaching new heights, and I ain't kiss you just a little

I'll kiss you just a little, I promise it's forever

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Something I'm not worthy of, the purpose of my livin'

The purpose of these lyrics, the source of my happiness, without you

Nothing in the world seems to matter, my honey (honey, honey, honey)

Bad Wale

And I'm M.O.B.

I ain't no emo nigga, I do not lean on women

I chase cheese I get it, nothing but cream I'm getting

I just acquire my scratch, I'm Primo with' it

I got an ego, big enough to let me know

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

All this flow that I give em, I live by the code and I'll leave her

I'm bigger than the code, I'm game genie

Shit is easy, these lil bitches need me

And I don't gotta talk about my feelings

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

And wash your little

Silly ass nigga right there, he gon' show you that he care, he gon' tell you that he there for you

He gon' tell you what he prepared to do

And I'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Don't 'nar confuse, I ain't a friend of you

The only time I'm concerned, is when I'm into you... yeah

Don't 'nar confuse... yeah... when I'm into you BITCH (BITCH – BITCH - BITCH)

Good Wale

(That's not no way to talk to a lady, man)

I know the time get hard, let me be their for ya

Live you & me, I can be the air for ya

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

With anything you need, I'm Jeff Gordon to the scene

According to the stats, darling, we can never be

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

I'll treat you like a queen, you rather be a slave

I'll show you I'm a gentleman, but you prefer a cave man

Shoe box money, and crumbled up 20's

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

For honey, I will live, be a father for the kids

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

The muse of a Tyler Perry flick that I'm is

You tired of this shit, than you can just sit with me... (however, whenever you want to baby)

My honey...

Bad Wale

(Hold the fuck up man, hold that shit up man, all that slow shit)

Yeah, bitch you need to sit on me

You like my conversation, I know I make you horny

If your hungry, it's still M.O.B

We ain't never 'gon be, I'll be leavin' in the morning

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Your nothing but a muh fuckin lease (keep it movin)

See these hoes they manipulate

Have you buying liquor, then have you buying dinner 'til it's time to disintegrate

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Money of honey, real niggas gon' participate

Thus we eliminate faith

Cause bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Yeah, I'm close minded, and never gon' change

And keep my account the same way... fuck outta here

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