Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fluorescent Ink, artist - Wale.
Date of issue: 21.06.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fluorescent Ink |
As I flip through pages of my notepad |
Wow, I really wanna shine (M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music) |
That’s what it boils down to, real shit |
I just want my mind to be free |
Never mind if they fond of me, I’ve been a beast |
I recline in my seat, number nines on my feet |
Womanizer admittingly, but mind you I’m deep |
Although they inclined to critique |
Motherfuck 'em, they couldn’t lace up a nigga’s Chukka’s |
Cause money talk and I make them bustas pay for discussion |
Chasing duckets, chasing dreams, got me praying for foes |
Chasing hoes, dick ‘em good enough to make ‘em propose |
Winning, the feeling is so incredible |
Something that’s forever true, my niggas over revenue |
Little bit of Chanel, decorate your appearance |
Double C’s on your purses, perfect I get the message |
Isabel Marant, I get you some, you give me that |
All of my thoughts fluorescent ink, though I’m always thinking black |
Sitting back, cognac, sixty-two behind the pack |
I ain’t thug, but I ain’t stupid four niggas, five slaps |
Hold up, fire shots for the winners |
And as long as I’m delivering, this genre’s gon' be winning |
Double M-G pimping, my relevance never ending |
My penmanship ain’t too pretty, my ink is why they gon' feel me |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me, Lord |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me, Lord |
This ink is why they feel me |
Double M-G, thank you, this the real me |
I got a couple old schools and some new girls |
They like old jewels and new pearls |
They obey no rules, they some rude girls |
You know the bad ones, that rule the world |
They just wanna have fun, and crash parties |
But when them games is over, they down to ride for me |
Bonnie and Clyde story, Mick and Mallory |
A killer in them sheets, they bring that ish up out of me |
After that I sit and counting G’s after G, cause it’s right back to these ends |
Send her on her way, tell her come back with some friends |
We can do it all again |
The repetition that I like, the reputation of a pimp |
And I do it all on him, peep the way I limp |
Pimp walk I been brought my chick, it was money well spent |
They say it’s cold-blooded how I talk |
I been winning this way for years, so what if I ain’t lost? |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me, Lord |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me |
This ink is why they feel me, Lord |
This ink is why they feel me |
Double M-G, thank you, this the real me |
Sometimes it’s like, eyes is low, moment is perfect |
You see things brighter than you normally see |
With twenty-twenty, ya know? |
Enjoy your vice |