- Wiz Khalifa Young Boy Talk 歌詞
- Wiz Khalifa
- (puffin) Uh huh
SledgerinUh
Look nigga im the rawest, the mofuckin animal
Want war?
One phone call is how i handle you (whew)
On the grind, you pussy niggas hate
Bitch im out in different states, politic, and gettin cake.
Fill my lungs with the best weed, pockets with them doller signs.
Run with them niggas holdin glocks like its columbine (pop, pop ,pop)
Im a star, aint a choice hoe i gotta shine
Far as Pittsburg, im the voice so i gotta rhyme.
Grind all the time ever since the 1st day
Now im gettin cake like every day became my birthdaysomething like a earthquake, the way this shit drop
I be at the tip top posted with a big knot
You didnt know hoe you sit at home and just watch
Less then haters, stone cold spectators
Same lames turn out to be investigators
No where near comfortable need extra paper.
Got the city on smash, the streets on lock100 real niggas with their heats on cockgot my pockets on swol still need more gwap.
Plus the hood says they love to hear the young boy talk
Ay ayThe jeans spent about a buck 45 on them
If He trick the team, buck 45s on him.
When we hit the scene, the club hoes just pile on him
You scrubs show them groupies love, i just style on them.
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