Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yoko, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Album song Livin the Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.07.2013
Record label: Nyc haze entertainment
Song language: English
Yoko |
| Shades on, polo white t |
| Me leaving here alone that’s unlikely |
| Not a stoner bitch but she like me |
| Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee |
| I check them ho’s, direct them ho’s |
| Take em home and let them ho’s |
| Go about they fantasies, they poppin' pills I’m rollin' weed |
| We been got a couple bad bitches overseas |
| Out the back this ain’t no tax |
| When I’m shoppin' and my bag filled with options so dont ask |
| What it cost, I’m in the maserati coupe going so fast |
| That I lost her and my bitch gots so much swag |
| That these bad bitches on this, ah, ki-killing ya’ll pow |
| Blahh dead get a coffin |
| Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo |
| Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo |
| One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive, she a man eater |
| Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her |
| You will never have her so you could never keep her |
| Trippin' on the next man he can’t have her either |
| I call it Yoko Ono |
| Bust a couple benz, blow a hundred fast (a hundred cash) |
| I just made a hundred off a fifty bag |
| Where dem bad asian bitches holdin' down my city at |
| Where dem girls from the eight with that pretty face |
| Round thing yeah I’m on that loud thang |
| Pop another bottle shootin' corks at the crowd dang |
| Yeah, I’m a stunna but nah, I ain’t baby though |
| Young do, with the lazy flow |
| Watch all these ladies go |
| Crazy when I pull up right beside em |
| I do a buck 30 yeah, I’m just in the flyin' |
| I smell like dirty money plus it’s cookie that I’m lightin' |
| Big buckets full of ice with bottles on fire inside em, uh |
| Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo |
| Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo |
| One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive, she a man eater |
| Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you can never leave her |
| You will never have her so you could never keep her |
| Trippin on the next man he can’t have her either |
| I call it Yoko Ono |
| Kush it up in right there, way you send the messages |
| Talkin' bout a night care |
| She tell you she like |
| You tell her you might ,. |
| She pretend you she a jam, really you quite well |
| She just bought a nice bed |
| Wrist game, ice pad, prada clutch, price tag,, put her in the game |
| Cause you hope that she a high bid |
| So you can go along on the beat, catch a spike there |
| You could never wife that, never ever pipe that |
| Good enough to make her settle down, she ain’t like that |
| Punch a nigga in the mouth, yeah nigga fight back |
| ROll a nigga weed up, ask him ask him where da light at |
| Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo |
| Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo |
| One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive, she a man eater |
| Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you can never leave her |
| You will never have her so you could never keep her |
| Trippin on the next man he can’t have her either |
| I call it Yoko Ono |