Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thank You , by - Wale. Song from the album Best of So War, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.08.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
Thank You |
| Please hold your applause |
| Hold the door for girls |
| Roll trees for the boys |
| Best believe this is the boy |
| They fiend in the door |
| Nothin sweet when I attend, see |
| Im seated by the floor |
| Im courtside, Wizard game |
| Courtside, Thunder game |
| Sittin so close |
| Flip ask Is you gon play? |
| But I dont never play |
| Kick game, one of eight |
| Twelve girls fall in love, but really only one of eight |
| Use to wear a ton of Bape |
| Now its only moderate |
| All dem niggas gonna hate |
| Im washin off another plate |
| Yes, Im gluttonous. |
| D.C. up in this |
| Now they fallin off like Nutso on Above The Rim |
| Wale, you must know Im on my stuntin shit |
| Throwin round wallets like the dude that Kid Cudi hit |
| I be on some other shit |
| The youngest of my mother kids |
| Ill prolly hate myself before I ever loved one of dem |
| Yall can’t deny it, Im a fuckin ryder |
| They made it on the tour. |
| I can spend it on my rider |
| How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina |
| Metaphors, similes. |
| Im hungry as Somali |
| Shoutout to Montana, I ain’t talkin bout some Mileys |
| Whip, plane, motions own |
| Truthfully, some eye at least |
| Material possessions dont define me, Im idolatry |
| Ridin with some dimes thats beside me, they like me |
| Ridin smokin dimes like Im blinded just slightly |
| Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible |
| Nigga, so high, I gotta modify my schedule |
| Layed back, high as hell. |
| Eyes under wire cell |
| Attention Deficit was such a claim, see how I excel? |
| Loud pack, I propel. |
| Burgandy, out to kill |
| Dont worry bout a nigga dro. |
| Know a nigga fly as hell |
| Burberry, quite a hell |
| Might as well, mix it up. |
| Im a fashion whore |
| And by the looks, see I dont give a fuck. |
| Thank you |
| Thank you |
| Thank you |
| Please hold your opins |
| Please give me back my scrotums |
| Lola want some grandkids |
| I dubale to my elders, then, now they look at me like Nigerias Elvis |
| They dubaleing to me. |
| Bawo ni to my ladies |
| Adabo to my haters |
| G-Shock when Im playin |
| O damo when Im fakin |
| Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge |
| Now Im gettin more rings than Bill Russel in an Audi |
| And, Im really high, really really high |
| To get inside my mind, itll be really ill advised |
| Kill em all, fuck em all. |
| Hip-hop really is alive |
| Look at Joey, look at Royce, Joe Allen, Crooked I. Look at Wayne, Lupe |
| Look at Drake, look at me. |
| Marshall, Black Thought, J. Cole, Jay-Z, Raekwon, |
| Jadakiss, and The Clipse |
| Bun-B. |
| Send a prayer up to heaven, Mr. Chris Henry |
| Hold it. |
| now thank you for silence |
| Lets appreciate all the beauty in this life |
| Cause one minute you are risin, next minute you declinin |
| If a bitch lyin (lion), then you could be a Tiger |
| Woods Im smokin out, rellows Im smokin out |
| Every bad bitch in the ghetto gonna know about us |
| Catch feelings of a pussy, thats rarely homey |
| I leave the cap before the ring, Brian Kelly on em |
| And she ain’t bout get no ring, Jim Kelly homey |
| And she ain’t bout to change her name, Bison Dele, no |
| And Im really gone, and Im forever flowin |
| So let me leave the studio before the storm go in |
| Thank you, thank you, yall are far too kind. |
| If yall ain’t heard this shit I |
| recommend you rewind |