Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wesley's Theory, artist - Kendrick Lamar.
Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wesley's Theory |
Every nigga is a star, ayy, every nigga is a star |
Every nigga is a star, ayy, every nigga is a star |
Every nigga is a star, ayy |
Who will deny that you and I and every nigga is a star? |
Hit me! |
When the four corners of this cocoon collide |
You’ll slip through the cracks hopin' that you’ll survive |
Gather your wit, take a deep look inside |
Are you really who they idolize? |
To pimp a butterfly |
At first, I did love you |
But now I just wanna fuck |
Late nights thinkin' of you |
Until I get my nut |
Tossed and turned, lesson learned |
You was my first girlfriend |
Bridges burned, all across the board |
Destroyed, but what for? |
When I get signed, homie, I'ma act a fool |
Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room |
Snatch your little secretary bitch for the homies |
Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey |
I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on fours |
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four |
Platinum on everythin', platinum on weddin' ring |
Married to the game and a bad bitch chose |
When I get signed, homie, I'ma buy a strap |
Straight from the CIA, set it on my lap |
Take a few M-16s to the hood |
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's good? |
I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House |
Republican run up, get socked out |
Hit the prez with a Cuban link on my neck |
Uneducated, but I got a million-dollar check like that |
We should've never gave |
We should've never gave niggas money |
Go back home, money, go back home |
We should've never gave |
We should've never gave niggas money |
Go back home, money, go back home |
(Everybody get out) |
At first, I did love you (Love you) |
But now I just wanna fuck (I just wanna fuck) |
Late nights thinkin' of you (Of you) |
Until I get my nut ('Til I get my nut) |
Tossed and turned, lesson learned |
You was my first girlfriend |
Bridges burned, all across the board (Across the board) |
Destroyed, but what for? |
Yo, what's up? |
It's Dre |
Remember the first time you came out to the house? |
You said you wanted a spot like mine |
But remember, anybody can get it |
The hard part is keepin' it, motherfucker |
What you want you? |
A house or a car? |
Forty acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar? |
Anythin', see, my name is Uncle Sam, I'm your dog |
Motherfucker, you can live at the mall |
I know your kind (That's why I'm kind) |
Don't have receipts (Oh, man, that's fine) |
Pay me later, wear those gators |
Cliché? |
Then say, "Fuck your haters" |
I can see the baller in you, I can see the dollar in you |
Little white lies, but it's no white-collar in you |
But it's whatever though because I'm still followin' you |
Because you make me live forever, baby |
Count it all together, baby |
Then hit the register and make me feel better, baby |
Your horoscope is a gemini, two sides |
So you better cop everything two times |
Two coupes, two chains, two C-notes |
Too much ain't enough, both we know |
Christmas, tell 'em what's on your wish list |
Get it all, you deserve it, Kendrick |
And when you hit the White House, do you |
But remember, you ain't pass economics in school |
And everything you buy, taxes will deny |
I'll Wesley Snipe your ass before thirty-five |
Yeah, lookin' down, it's quite a drop (It's quite a drop, drop, drop) |
Lookin' good when you're on top (When you're on top, you got it) |
You got a medal for us |
Leavin' metaphors metaphysically in a state of euphoria |
Look both ways before you cross my mind |
We should've never gave |
We should've never gave niggas money |
Go back home, money, go back home |
We should've never gave |
We should've never gave niggas money |
Go back home, money, go back home |
Tax man comin', tax man comin' |
Tax man comin', tax man comin' |
Tax man comin', tax man comin' |
Tax man comin', tax man comin' |