Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Exclusive , by - T-Pain. Song from the album T-Wayne, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.02.2018
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Exclusive |
| I like to play it cool like I’m not that |
| On the low who’d assume that I got that |
| I don’t know but the dude with the tall frap |
| Looking all aloof, being all that |
| Even Babe Ruth wouldn’t call that |
| I don’t even sweat it tho |
| Baby had some tinnerz and my credit low |
| But the shit will hit em quicker then an edible |
| I’m bout to run for Senate ho |
| You won’t even centerfold |
| Then on top of cheese I’m ain’t talking about oregano |
| I’m talkin' about yo cheddar homie |
| I hit a college and I’m fucked like I’m pledging a frat |
| They bout to silhouette up my nuts on american flags |
| Estoy contento, muy estupendo |
| Everybody know the cat like a dope meme |
| I got em buzzin' on the crack like a dope fiend |
| They saw em' come up with a Mac ya I’m so Steve |
| Now a days bitches tryin' crack got em od-ing |
| How them hoes wanna get it with L |
| They know its cold enough to charge like a letterman sale |
| If they gonna stand behind the bars I’m in federal jail |
| I’m goin' far like a general male |
| Sway I got the fellas sayin what up |
| The tape what up |
| Same muhfucka playing with the steak cut up |
| I’m great shut up |
| The flow ain’t no debate, just us |
| I’m out of shape, but I’m straight to fuck |
| You know I got a chicken in the condo |
| I’m was sick of getting off beat she a bongo |
| She playing with the hard D, Rondo |
| Go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow |
| How imma do? |
| I got your X comin' next like a W do |
| I gotta flex I’m the best now I’m being direct |
| I’m unimpressed by these bitches that are seein' the press |
| I kinda of vexxed by the trash like I’m cleanin' the mess |
| Cuz they as real when they rap as a chias a pet |
| Old news stocks plummet, mens leg hair, they dont cut it |
| Forget about your era, Pat Summit |
| Best writtens, I’m trying to get a hundred bitches to fuck with the spitting |
| religious like a couple liberals marital Christians |
| Been official to get a better livin' |
| Let a ticket like you bitches got a mill and a ditch |
| And I’m killin' this shit i can kick it like a villainous ninja |
| Creeping when i run it how the fuck i be slippin' |
| I be in it wit them hoes she never flung us |
| Take chick, pee and smash, I call her hummus |
| And I be funny with this shit I’m just playing |
| Still nobody fuckin' with the kid I’m just sayin' |
| Got a chicken parm on a date, ya see |
| But I don’t even know the broad she just gratin the cheese |
| I don’t even got a job I just blaze and free |
| But straight up get it boy bands 98 degrees |
| So come fuck with me |
| I got a couple bitches doin' drugs with me |
| I got a couple dozen bitches tryin' to hug Dicky |
| And i got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me |
| Aye that’s a good ass life |
| Only thing i got left, find a good as wife |
| But yall' gotta hear those hoes first, don’t tell mom |
| In a year I’mma bend over Michelle Obama |
| I gotta do it while I’m hot |
| Trying to get blue in most states like Barack |
| I’m tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock |
| And put up on d til we owe J watt |
| I never hit the scene |
| When I’m do I’m high n wasted |
| I’m fuckin' with them jeans |
| Love them bitches high-waisted |
| I run around your team |
| You a player but I’m Naismith |
| I command v, why you copy, i just paste it |
| Face it |
| Hotel got em puffin on da L |
| Goin hotter than some hell, y’ain’t knew it |
| If everybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude spittin better |
| than ya dude, can’t do it, Sway talk to em |