wale lyrics : "Rotation feat. Wiz Khalifa & 2 Chainz"
[singing] Ooooh... tryin' to stay in my zone
Watching enemies close; they be doing the most
So I go through the motions, yeah...
[rapping] Five blunts in rotation, five blunts... [x4]
[2 Chainz]
(Yeah, 2 Chainz!)
Good head is my motivation
Gas her up like a service station
Purple drank on you perpetratin'
While you perpetrating, I'm renegotiatin'
Ah, let me think about it... [pauses for one bar line]
Ah, it's like a bank around me
When the soldiers with me it's like a tank around me
And I don't like ^!$$%s saying "can't" around me - I define the odds
Two Glock nines is my bodyguards, ain't nothing slick to a can of oil
Roll up, I'm high as $#&@, some of you ^!$$%s ain't try enough
Some of you ^!$$%s ain't buy enough, you smoking good, put your lighters up
[Chorus]
[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, a ^!$$% like me don't smoke blunts so I keep those joints in rotation
Bad (*##$es calling the radio, keep my joints in rotation
Keep throwing money on her $$#, she keep that joint in rotation
First I'm in a car and then another car, I keep them joints in rotation
And I'm hella faded - getting elevated
She give me them good brains - I'm getting well educated
Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna jump right in
If you see my crib, you would think I was Malibu Ken
Pour a shot or two of gin, go and invite a few friends;
we done tried a few things now you tryna move in
You ain't gotta dude and so I got a few fans,
I'm a roll a few grams and follow through with the plan
Hold up! Pour some gin in her cup - she taking shots
Bend her down to the front - she taking shots
[Chorus]
[Wale]
One more to get my lungs warm, two more to get me numb to it
Let me tell you ^!$$%s: feel this, he'll realize I gotta deodorize all the unsure
Made millions with Shawn Corey, (Chief) a lot, shout out (Reese) and them
Shout out Gleesh and Lil Meech, and peach Ciroc, can't see a ^!$$% writing like an old sharpie
Like a ^!$$% out the globe, with a ^!$$% throwed, like a cornerback in the flat, ^!$$% in the zone
Like an ornament on a tree, home in the tree; how you gonna eat? Carnivores need beef; well I need Beats
Been doing this, been proving it, now these ^!$$%s give it up like they do at Lent
I just be like "Yep!" then I get a rest, haters trying to $#&@ with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess
[singing] Ooooh (hahaha)... tryna stay in my zone (heh)
I ain't ready to go, and I thought I was on
'Til I seen Puffy Combs (Whattup Puff?)
[rapping] Five blunts, ^!$$% fired up, ^!$$% might slide off with y'all joint
I got some later joints, and now joints, I got emergency hoes, like firetrucks
You a wannabe clone, you never authentic, you never boss up, we never see y'all out
You be frontin' too hard, you ain't !@*9, you just wanna be hard 'til you see all us, ho
[Chorus 1.5x]
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