Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wales Service Announcement, artist - Wale. Album song Best of So War, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.08.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
Wales Service Announcement |
You gonna be the one to make it, man |
You gonna put DC on the map |
You gonna do it |
And I just try my best, you know what I’m saying |
I’m gonna pave the way for everybody else |
I know I’m good, y’all know I’m good |
So we good, right |
Allow me to introduce myself, it’s like |
W, A to the L E |
I’m hot on screens like Hebel at LZs |
I’m trying to be the biggest thing since Elvis |
But haters keep postin' close to my pelvis |
Ugh, y’all gay, y’all Zed, keep 'em movin' |
I’ve been a young boy since a high school junior |
Junior, you’re so sophomore |
You’re nothing but a little cud, gimme that chorus |
No love for for a woman, no, I think that I should warn you |
Your girlfriend got my poster in her dorm room |
And I don’t post that? |
At McDonald’s at Howard, I ain’t even at campus |
I cover, I am literally Pampers |
We sharp like nails, then you better bring your hammer |
Run that, hold beef like lunch bags |
I carry so many broads, I got a hunchback |
Now, I’m tryin' to be like the humble dude |
Like, you know what I’m saying |
But I’m really better than most of y’all, well, all of y’all |
Yeah, all of you |
I’m better than all of y’all |
But, it’s cool though, but I got |
You know what I’m saying |
I’m really trying to make this thing work out |
Cause they tell me to be humble, so I do it |
But he know I’m the best, y’all know I’m the best |
No, Alizé ain’t lie |
Them dudes out hatin', but they ain’t I |
Shit, you know the cops ain’t on it |
I ride through the quarters and this guy’s like Portis |
Oh, you butterflies, I’m a hornet |
I hone my tone 'til I blow like Cornet |
Or clarinet, turn that shirt through a hairnet |
Everybody give themselves a title they ain’t earn yet |
Yeah, I let you put it together |
Youngin working with a cause like pudding in sweaters? |
Not Jello, I’m staying out fo jail, though |
Fiends love white like Othello, 'ello |
There’s no saving him, a notch below famous here |
My buzz thicker than the line at Paladians |
And I ain’t fakin' it, holla at your mons |
I know I’m good for it, but I’m bringin' 'bout four |
We out like tobacco when the car get hotboxed |
Wale skip the line, this is hopscotch |
Flow Coca-Cola mixed with the pop rocks |
I pop Loc, make them break like Pop-a-Lock |
The brake lights on the car gonna stop, watch |
The flow brighter than a siren, I can stop cops |
I’m Wale, you know you know me from the you know |
The rap or the hip-hop, I give off the judo |
You know, I kill beats, this is euthanasia |
I rock Bapes like the youth in Asia |
I’m too fast, man you can’t race him |
My black ink poison paper, I’m truly racist |
Face it |