Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rotation, artist - Wale. Album song The Gifted, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Rotation |
Trying to stay in my zone |
Watching enemies close |
They be doing the most |
So I go through the motions |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Good head is my motivation |
Gas her up like a service station |
Purple drank on you perpetratin' |
While you perpetrating, I’m renegotiatin' |
Ah, let me think about it |
Ah, it’s like a bank around me |
When the soldiers with me it’s like a tank around me |
And I don’t like niggas saying «cain't» around me |
I define the odds, 2 Glock nines is my body guards |
Ain’t nothing slick to a can of oil |
Roll up, I’m high as fuck |
Some of you niggas ain’t try enough |
Some of you niggas ain’t buy enough |
You smoking good, put your lighters up |
Trying to stay in my zone |
Watching enemies close |
They be doing the most |
So I go through the motions |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
A nigga like me don’t smoke blunts so I keep those joints in rotation |
Bad bitches calling the radio, keep my joints in rotation |
Keep throwing money on her ass, she keep that joint in rotation |
First I’m in a car and then another car, I keep them joints in rotation |
And I’m hella faded — getting elevated |
She give me them good brains — I’m getting well educated |
Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna jump right in |
If you see my crib, you would think I was Malibu Ken |
Pour a shot or two of gin, go and invite a few friends |
We done tried a few things now you tryna move in |
You ain’t gotta dude and so I got a few fans |
I’m a roll a few grams and follow through with the plan |
Hold up |
Pour some gin in her cup — she taking shots |
Bend her down to the front — she taking shots |
Trying to stay in my zone |
Watching enemies close |
They be doing the most |
So I go through the motions |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
One more to get my lungs warm |
Two more to get me numb to it |
Let me tell you niggas |
Feel this, he’ll realize |
I gotta deodorize all the unsure |
Made millions with Shawn Corey |
Chief a lot, shout out Reese and them |
Shout out, Gleesh and and Lil Meatchi |
And peach Ciroc, can’t see a nigga writing like an old sharpie |
Like a nigga out the globe, with a nigga throwed |
Like a cornerback in the flat, nigga in the zone |
Like an ornament on a tree, home in the tree |
How you gonna eat? |
Carnivores need beef |
Well I need beats |
Been doing this, been proving it |
Now these niggas give it up like they do at Lent |
I just be like «Yep!» |
then I get a rest |
Haters trying to fuck with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess |
Ohhh, tryna stay in my zone |
I ain’t ready to go |
And I thought I was on |
'Til I seen Puffy Combs |
Five blunts, nigga fired up |
Nigga might slide off with y’all joint |
I got some later joints, and now joints |
I got emergency hoes, like firetrucks |
You a wannabe clone, you never authentic |
You never boss up, we never see y’all out |
You be frontin' too hard, you ain’t viagra |
You just wanna be hard 'til you see all us |
Ho |
Trying to stay in my zone |
Watching enemies close |
They be doing the most |
So I go through the motions |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |