New Hip-Hop Song Lyrics: Wale

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Tyga Ft. Nas, Wale - King & Queens Lyrics

"King & Queens" is the new hip hop song performed by Tyga Ft. Nas, Wale.

cross-sign baptism west shit
shit on anybody with a peon, you dead wrong
go against a bull nigga head-on
i'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
army stance, ready for war
got andy warhol to paint the decor
apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored
they say my music knocks, so i hope it opens every door

we all dream one day we be kings and queens
we all dream one day we be kings and queens

DJ Webstar Ft. Wale - Drop That Ass Lyrics

"Drop That Ass" is the new hip hop song performed by DJ Webstar Ft. Wale.

Spliff that move that, drop it like it’s hot
Miss tell you what I’m not
It’s a trick, do you got that, do you got that?
Shawty do you ride just to ride red top hot top red bottoms
Red … everybody know me, everything … as everything og
On the real, I just wanna be her,
On the hot … that’s my word
A way with my mind got a way with my words
Got a way with the birds, by the way I perform
By the way I prefer them, the drop on call
I was hot in my city before I was a webstar
Get that, penny phones where the mess at
And she got the… drop it …

Callie girls going, drop it, drop it
Texas girls going, drop it, drop it,
… girls going, drop it, drop it
NYC girls, drop it, drop it

It’s going down, splash, free willy, she want my cash
She silly, hit the strip club in the last 3 cities
… like a couple of shots then drop that… so motherfuckers can watch
Groove with it, cool with it, smooth operator
Bend your knees and drop it down like a hot potato
You got a down south body, callie girl place
An empire state of mind, ballie girl waist
… they like a put it in videos
Drop that ass, do whatever it takes
She keep a … for whatever the case
I’m a nigger with attitude… do whatever I say
I see that chick
… town chicks, Louisiana chicks, Tennessee chicks,
Drop it, drop it, drop it

Make it drop, make it drop, go and pick it up
Callie girls going, drop it, drop it
Texas girls going, drop it, drop it,
… girls going, drop it, drop it
NYC girls, drop it, drop it.

Wale Ft. Big Sean - Slight Work Lyrics

Slight Work Lyrics is performed by Wale Ft. Big Sean

Got work (slight work)
D-Town to the DMV
Diplo wassup
Got your girl going crazy
Drunk white bitches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)

[Wale - Verse 1]
I can do it all and it aint no problem
Aint nobody harder than a nigga Folarin
Bitch I hard, I’m ballin’ I’m globe trotting
And my flow art my nigga, I’m Mozart with it
It’s all good, I do this
I turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
Foolish I be on that new shit
And I’m blowing up like bitches we went to school with
Aint nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition I aint even finish college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad better layer like I’m dressing for the fall, nigga
And I’m all that, hit the passenger door
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet and I aint lactose
I aint tryna brag tho, I’m just know I’m that dope
Kick game Bo Jacks, my Bo Jacks Tai bo
Haha, and it aint no problem, you race to these broads
I relay ‘em, baton ‘em
Bitches in here, one thou
But when you step out why the bitches run out
Double MG shit I put the set down
Rick James back, bad bitches on the couch
Ahh, wordplay, Olubowale my first name
I think I’m Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J’s, I roll a pair of J’s
We up in Diamond supply, spending that carrot cake
Let it marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn’t find a realer state

[Hook]
(Work it, work it)
Slight work, its light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
Slight work, light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work

[Big Sean]
Bitch you aint a boss til you cut a pay check
Only thing between me and your bitch is latex
Man, and I aint into saving these hoes
My nigga tell me where you see a cape at
B-I, B-I bitch B-I-G
The two things I don’t need are you and my ID
I’mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
Cause I’m drunk, yeah ok
Under 25 living the f-cking life
White Amercia said I’ll be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I’ma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, woah
Blucka, blucka, blucka
Bitch get hit with my Ciroc Vodka choppa
(Go) takin’ body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
Probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
Top floor like I’m out tanning
And they stole your whole delivery, now thats outlandish
I guess like good delivery, man, I’m outstanding
Car tinted, I’m in it, til like I’m out camping, goddamit
I’m one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, thats one hell of a high
Bitch, I gets ghost, the way she screaming Big
Niggas couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

[Outro]
You already know, Finally Famous in this
D-Town to the DMV,
Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi

From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get with me
From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get on me
We need to see ID

Chip Tha Ripper Ft. Wale - 25 Wives Lyrics

"25 Wives" is the new hip hop song performed by Chip Tha Ripper Ft. Wale.

Yea
Chip, check it out
25 wives
Wish I could have...
If I could have 25 wives..

[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Just me with all y'all
That'd be so wonderful
Make daddy proud: I love every one of you
My angels: I feel like Flava Flav but sexier
The sex is gonna be messier
But ain't gonna be no stress in here
We living good all of us
We winning, that's obvious. We got whips, Cars R Us
We smoke good: it's foggy, plus
The status: they all mad at us
Teamwork: that's our recipe for living lavish
Yeah, we get this cabbage
I'm the head coach of the team
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom
If I got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating
Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all
Ambisexuals. If this ain't Heaven what's it called?
Must be life. No greater feeling in the world
If I had 25 wives, I would love all my girls..

[Hook] x2
I wish I could have 25 wives
We'd all get it poppin, we'd all get high: that's fly
If I could have 25 wives
I'd love them all like they love me
We hustle to survive

[Verse 2: Wale]
Got women in every city. Winning in every city
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
Silicone bitches got the confidence
But natural bitches get all my compliments
I ain't trying to conflict: Nickels to dimes and shit
Make something out of nothing. Nigga, I MacGyver that bitch
Niggas wild as shit. No Rubber, just climb in that bitch
Take your hat off and get to cuttin: Kung Lao on that bitch
Mortal Kombat, my shit is beyond rap
I keep it 100 nigga: Warren Moon, Warren Sap
Hit, I never call her back. Bet she keep on coming back
You keeping her dry, shit, I named that bitch "Tsunami Cat"
I'm too polished, I ain't looking for acknowledgement
Put my squad on my back like I'm wearing me a starter jacket
Yall lame niggas. No bitches when yall are out
I get that Ivy League brain, catch me with a dark mouth

[Hook] x2

Wale - Cosmic Kev Freestyle Lyrics

"Cosmic Kev Freestyle" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

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Wale - DC or Nothing Lyrics

"DC or Nothing" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Intro]
In the face of adversity, I prepared a verse to see
Or hear rather...

[Verse 1]
Destined to win, get respect where I live
My reflection contagious, I’m the messenger here
Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
When the city was chocolate, there was death in the air
All I’m hearing is aids, I ain’t deaf in my ear
Nah … I ain’t deaf in my ear
But he push them whites in the hood like ray evans was there
Shout out to Kirbo, he told me I would make it
Now me, Tony, G, and Tre got the keys to the nation
Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer
Of course he fiending for trouble, he had a fiend for a mother
Got no leaders among him, got no loyalty either
Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him
See, it’s cold where they be at, on that boat like a pirate
Politicians fucking hookers, why you mad at my ganja?
Kick him out of the city, force them whites who can pay up
Still different ablers killing over what isn’t theirs
Lost my nigga over nothing though
Saheed Elesha I miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

[Hook]
I feel something change in the weather, and I’m home, home, home
Don’t let it drift away like a feather and I’m home, home, home
And oh, I gotta find my way
Oh I gotta face the day
But oh I can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

[Verse 2]
Look, I lost my nigga over nothing though
Saheed Elesha I miss you, god bless my brother’s soul
Ricky is sitting, Baba was sitting
Caught up and slipping for fearing a McDonald’s position
Seen it over a dollar, got him under a flower
Funeral drama, niggas mystery baby mamas
They ain’t really for condoms, I just think that it’s shocking
Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors
I’m aware that there’s problems, know Obama gon’ stop it
Where there’s minimal conscious and there’s thousands of choppers
I know Howard that college, boy that town has some problems
I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise
Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers
Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow
They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow
Although it gets you paper, I pray you weighing your options
This is soulful my nigga, I’m hoping I am giving a hope to my nigga
We just soldiers my nigga, don’t know you my nigga but know you my nigga
This is soulful my nigga, hope that I am giving some hope to my nigga
We just soldiers my nigga, don’t know you my nigga but know you my nigga
Nigga, know you my...
And you know my nigga
Know you my...
Look...

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell
So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail
I pray these words live and these gimmicks fail and
I pray whenever I’m seen in my city I forever resemble braille
May your trees be loud, and your queens be proud
May you see your dreams allowed, before you see them from a cloud
May your glass never reach half-empty, may your enemies find the inner-piece before it ever get to beef
I wish you, wealth, health, and pact free women for yourself and the shit ain’t the best, hope these lyrics are … my nigga

[Hook]

[Outro]
See I made it from home, see I made it alone
And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne
Time after time, again and again
They wanna see a nigga lose but I’m destined to win

Wale - No Days Off Lyrics

"No Days Off" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Verse 1: Wale]
Revolution might be televised
But make sure if they do see
Them people see my good side
Black nigga with intellect
6th grade I was Special Ed
10th grade I was rad as shit
Lookin' like a nigga just left Japan
Well goddamn, now I be the man
Now every bitch kickin' with me, goin' HAM
Every visit to Neimans, I swear don't even see a tag
When you're reachin' your dreams
You got reason to brag
Ambition over everything
And I never plan on settling
And my wish is to have everything
And my only fear's a wedding ring
Hopin' that my niggas see
Hopin' that these bitches saw it
Hopin' when it's break in here
I got he same addition for it
Niggas think I'm slippin, niggas is lunchin'
And even dumb's is smokin' (?)

[Hook]
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broken
And we can't fall
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broken
And we can't fall

[Verse 2: Wale]
I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches
Now I wake up, play a beat and burn a couple roaches
Permanently focused, learning while I'm going
And the word most important
Don't regurgitate my sperm
Let me work that - no nasty
But I'm actually quite respectful
But you call a bitch a bitch
And real bitches don't respect you
And that's fucked up
But I guess that shit's just tough love
Around my way, I'm cut throat
And what I did just ain't enough
Fly shit ain't not thang to us..
20 somethin', no baby ma
Mama want me to go find a wife
I'm like sorry ma, this not the time
Can't decide, take em out
G'd up, shake it down
Weed up, better make a sound
Greened up, I'm like (?)
Higher than high school
Mariah tunes and five flutes
Owe 5 to Hooper's and light shoes
Never liked school
Reckless when I move
Where I from, it get cold
Niggas die over shoes
Niggas shoot over bitches
Bitches get niggas set up
Stuck up beat up and wet up
That's why I never met em
That's why forever I love seldom and trust never
And fuck whoever don't put one hundred percent in
Nigga

[Hook]

Wale - Illest Bitch Lyrics

"Illest Bitch" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Intro]
Turn up that music
I got to fight this
I want to fight the music on this one
I was gonna write you a poem today
But I was like, fuck it
I was feelin' myself, you know?

[Hook]
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Yeah, that my sista and I'm so proud how she hold it down
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
Pray you rich in confidence
Now I'm paying you mind
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive!
Yeah, one time for the
One time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!

[Verse 1: Wale]
Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
No the time, no what it's like
No one notice your plight
No one notice your struggle
No one know what it's like
How you hold in emotion
While holding in life
Man, straight and no fucking
Women's pain got her stressin
I can't touch her, so for pleasure
I get special attention
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, I love her freaky side
And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter
Rise for her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak
Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too week
Couple shy of a month, I ain't runnin' you up
When it be too loose or you be too late
We ain't tyin' no knot
And I know it's double standards when you're fuckin' with us
But I pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
New Louboutins when she dressin', Louboutin
Please correct me, scratch marks
Make her self conscience, I kiss her where we're sexin'
Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown
Smokin' loud, blowin' down when the law ain't around
When it comes to underwater I get nautical shawtie
Yeah, you leavin' alone but came here with multiple shawtie

[Hook]

[Outro - Read as poetry]
And I promised myself I wouldn't tell you this shit today
But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit I'mma say
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
And this world's mine, but the womb is hers
Ms. Mother Nature I pray that our daughters carry and favor your genes
And when you take off your jeans you get all the me that you need
That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means
And for what it's worth, I wrote a couple words to help you see...
Illest bitch alive

Wale Ft. Meek Mill & Rick Ross - Ambition Lyrics

"Ambition" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Meek Mill & Rick Ross.

[Intro]
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money
Ain't interested in fame
But I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name

[Meek Mill]
Uh, the only hope I had was selling
Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar float?
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the nigga that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
No religion I was getting saved by the nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
? Fiends was calling, we was dot com
Well connected, well respected and well protected
Ain't get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it
Ain't get my message, was a signal when I was texting
The bitch I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions
So throw that pass, I’ll be the Quarter back
Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back

[Hook]
Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)

[Rick Ross]
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and ? some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something on your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is ? and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change

[Hook]

[Wale]
Well wishers to my opposition
You probably cop a flea before you go to prison
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
Subscribe,? reside where all the lions and killers be
And I ain't spend a minute up in the streets
But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically MC
Lebron, I was heading 6 after 23
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
But I got that green on my eyes
And that ain’t no Simpson
I retire you niggas: you and your position!
They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
You know you real you don’t say it
You know you real, we gon feel it
Ross!

[Outro]
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition

Wale Ft. Big Sean- Slight Work Lyrics

"Slight Work" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Big Sean.

Gotta work - slight work
D - town to the DMV!
Diplo, wassup!

"Work it, work it!"

[Wale]
I can do it all and it ain't no problem
Ain't nobody harder than a nigga Folarin
Bitch, I go hard, I'm ballin', I'm globetrottin'
And my flow art my nigga, I'm Mozart with it
I do this, I turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
Foolish, I be on that new shit
And I'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition, I ain't never finished college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad bet I lay her like I'm dressin' for the fall, nigga
And I'm all that
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet but I ain't lactose
I ain't tryna brag though
I just know I'm that dope
Kick game bojack, my Bo Jacks Tae Bo
And it ain't no problem
You race to these broads, I relay and baton em
Bitches ain't around one thou
But when you step out, why these bitches run out
Double MG shit, I put the set down
Rick James that, bad bitches on the couch
Word play, Olubowale my first name
I think I'm Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J's, I roll a pair of J's
We up in Diamond Supply, spending that carat cake
Let em marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

[Hook]
"Work it!"
It's light work
Right work
Wrong drink, the right work
Work, work, work, work..

[Big Sean]
Bitch you ain't a boss 'til you cut a fuckin' paycheck
Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex
Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes!
My nigga, tell me where you see the cape at?
B-I-B-I bitch, B-I-G
Two things that I don't need are you and my ID
I'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodgin' yellow badges
Woop! Cause I'm drunk..
Under 25, living the fuckin life
White America said I'd be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I'mma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, whoa!
Blocka blocka blocka!
Bitch get hit with my Ciroc-a Vodka chopper
Taking body shots: blocka-blocka-blocka!
Probably in your girl's dreams, probably in your daughter's locker
Top floor like I'm out tanning
And I stole your whole delivery now that's outlandish
I guess like the delivery man, I'm outstanding
Car tinted
I'm in that tint like I'm out camping
God damn it, I'm one hell of a guy
Looking down on a cloud: that's a hell of a high
Bitch I gets ghost, the way she screaming "Big!"
Niggas couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy..

From the D-Town to the DMV, all these bad bitches
Tryna get with me..
We need to see ID

Wale Ft. Ne-Yo - White Linen (Coolin) Lyrics

"White Linen (Coolin)" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Ne-Yo.

[Verse 1: Wale]
Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes
And I be good til the fat woman sing a note
I'm tryna find life's meaning up in this Patron
I'm taking women to heaven and then I take em home
I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit
Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit
Word.. she said she love me but she lying
Shit I'm lying too! Told that bitch I love her for her mind
Well that's quite true, bust-a-move, head game never boo
Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool
I'm playing Cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better
I'm looking good in everything, but she look good in leather
Call me cocky I love it, baby father a sucker
I'm longer than em: I ain't talking no Rockin Republic
I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
This not a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line

[Hook: NeYo]
If I got time, you got time too
You with a boss, baby, so when I move you move
Let's have some drinks: Malibu and how I do
And after that we do whatever we want to..
Girl I'm in charge: that means I'm coolin
I have my own agenda: that means I'm coolin
Baby I'm large: that means I'm coolin
Dealin with a winner: that mean I'm coolin

[Verse 2: Wale]
Pimp-stroll on em, the pen cold on em
Couldn't fuck with it with a million nymphos on ya
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
I tell em "honey, I know (Cher?), I'm so sunny"
And this is all pro-bono
All-Star weekend floor seats by the coaches
Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches
Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features
I ain't married, but I'm tryna find a keeper
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
And we fuck, I beast up and throw a little peace up
So peace out, I'mma get up with you in like 3 months
Word, absence will make the heart grow
With that said, I ain't around like my old combs
And I be drinking all the brown straight, no Coke
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
So let's have a toast, everything fine
This ain't a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line

[Hook]

Wale Ft. Lloyd - Sabotage Lyrics

"Sabotage" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Lloyd.

[Intro: Wale]
It's important to go right into the booth after the arguing
I think it's only right, hoarse and everything
Like fuck it though, what's up

[Verse 1: Wale]
Pessimism is all that she know
Cause every brother she go with always pick up and go
I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach
Told her, "Give me your heart; try to get you the globe"
Have the world baby girl, live it up, you deserve it
Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
We go together / break up
We go together / break up
Ain't this an insecure bitch, meanin we love to make up
When we good, we good shawty
We don't ever make love
But if I call out your name, I bet your ready to "uh!"
You say you ready, you ain't ready enough
Cause when it fall right in your lap, you be ready to get up
This is her, this is it, this is sabotage love, counterfeit
She the shit, She the one
She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done
This is her, this is it, this is sabotage love, counterfeit
She the shit, She the one
She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

[Bridge: Lloyd]
Cause I, am feeling this deep down in my heart
I'm feeling like I never want to be apart
But just when it gets good, she's gone
And I'm left right back at start..

[Hook: Lloyd]
My girl likes to sabotage, our love yeah
She can only take so much more than her heart got
She can only live for the moment
Why? I'll never know it
Guess I'll meet her right back at start

[Verse 2: Wale]
Let's roll a J and pretend we in love
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
I'm trying to make a way, she never call back
She's tryna fall back, cuz she say I'm all that
She only love me when I be ignoring
When I be doing throwin it on her, shorty brushing me off
I swear, I kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre
Sabotage all the time, have me Avatar'd
Blue ball, who fault? Mine, only cause I stick around
She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about
Yea and this is something to think about
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
Ha, that make it hard to be faithful
Knowing I can go wherever and get 8 more
Tell more depending on where Wale going
Fuck it I got a few more now that my hair long
It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong
You gon' miss a good thing and [?] bitter alone
Shit ain’t better alone
I get her once I bet you keep coming back for more
Keep coming back for more, keep coming back for more
Keep coming back for more, keep coming back for...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wale]
This is her, this is it
This is sabotage love, counterfeit
She the shit, She the one
She need now, She ain't never needed love
Gotta go, let her leave
This is something that could never ever be
Said her hearts, in a cage
Cuz if you never love, you can never hate
Marinate

[Bridge: Lloyd]
Sabotage, sabotage, I love you
Sabotage, sabotage, I love you
Sabotage, I love how you keep coming back for more
Keep coming back for more
Keep coming back for more

[Hook] x2

Wale - Legendary Lyrics

"Legendary" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Verse 1]
Chopper the don with it, I wrote lyrics
They ain't grossing a million, liquid don't form an opinion
I'm sort of a genius, nothing short of a legend
Sort of Tommy Lasorda
The way I'm sorting these pitchers
Pitchers whatever, fuck it my speech is off
We can trip to wherever, only heaven is far
Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars
Jordan 4 seated floorside sittin with mobs
Only fear is mediocrity
Every time I got a beat I feel like I don't gotta sleep
You keep praying on your break, I hope you got a sling
Shot for all them shots coming out them beaks
Sort of like Socrates and a prodigy
You can't kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer teams
People fuckin with me, they ain't fuckin with you
Lyrically sup hmm being generous too
I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room
Made some moves, now I'm known to spit December to June
Rented a coupe - cool - met me a chick
Always keep a rubber, word to telling your kids
If you gon do what you gon do, go handle your biz
Or smoke some purp take a Percocet and Xanax and chill
For real, you real then I don't need to say it
It's nothing to be great, it's nothing to be famous..

[Hook] x2
Fuck fame, fuck money
Fuck everything anyone can take from me
It ain't hard to make money
We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary

[Verse 2]
Zoning my 2nd bottle, focused still on tomorrow
'So what thoughts' keep me anxious, moet gon' keep me calmer
Poetry keep her honest, these readings Stevie could draw up
Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author
I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking
And you know you run shit when they pay you good for walk-ins
Failure is not an option, success is just a process
Say "yes" one time they use you, say "no" one time they plotting
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
End some friendships with homies, made some haters with albums
Limitations for cowards, this is Shay mixed with Malcolm
This is anti Mark McGuire it takes patience for power
Zoning my 6 -rillo legendaries forever
Roll a nigga that lala - that's how I play the -mello
Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you
And I know my haters want to make my heart beat acapella
Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper
Cause I hella copped em so I could be way flyer than all them
I Aspire for awesome and require some flossing
Only way they gon listen, find it highly unfortunate
Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a Porsche
Tryna see if I get my critics as silent as auctions
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and I caught her
Don't always fuck me good, I'm just too cheap to divorce her

[Hook]

Wale - Miami Nights Lyrics

"Miami Nights" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Intro: Wale]
The streets is cold and the beaches is warm
The bitches is everything in between..

[Verse 1: Wale]
Who would believe this rap shit helped me learn love?
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
Yeah, can't wait til the wheels down
And I'm amazed you clown niggas is still around
Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed
I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud
Catching Heat floor seats and we all fresh
From coarse seats to court seats is progress, of course
Tell them other niggas "man up"
Tell Lebron drop 50 just to play on us
KOD a couple 50s like a precinct
Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick: oh shit
Chef creole, 2-seater
And my watch looking like it's all 3PO
2 V's in the street blowing trees with hoes
And more weed for me, shout out to (?)

[Hook: Wale]
Miami nights, it was all a dream
If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
Little more weed, 1st class seats
1st class hoes, we on South Beach
Miami nights, it was all a dream
If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
Drinks out, c'mon ,Drinks out, c'mon. Drinks out, c'mon

[Verse 2: Wale]
We at mansion, but no cape on
And that ass looking right, what you pay for it?
Look: I know you not gay or nothing
But we should find another girl with a tapeworm
I'm in a rental on collins
Me and my compadres, burning up (Barneys?)
With a model and some ? My name hold weight and you dont really keep the bar raised
With dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids
Its not far from white girls with big bread
And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking
But right there, they skill scheming, they not eating
Knowing they needy as a bitch, they don't need a reason
And when you repping Wet Willies you ain't even thinking

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wale]
Ok black panamera, dash on a million
It ain't nothing better than a passionate woman
She graduated top of the class, Carol City or was it the west
Hold up I dont remember really, hold up
2 whips, 6 tattoos, no kids
And I heard you come alive, when you gonna live ?
I ain't trying to be ignorant, but I'm leaving town in a little bit
Miami nights, and another one, until the broads go away lets have a little fun
Paradise, get away, thinking ? on South Beach everyday

[Outro: Rozay]
We got the jet waiting on us at the airport homie
We got money to go get baby
Let's get it

[Hook]

Wale - Double M Genius Lyrics

"Double M Genius" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

I try to tell them I'm one of the
Best thinkers of this class I'm in

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'mma let the chips fall
Niggas is Kemba Walker tryna see me pitfall
Niggas is starring like a synagogue: think about it
Centerfold bitches prolly couldn't get a drink up out me
They say I need some guidance
But I think they need a stylist
Bitch you should see my wallet
This bitch gonna need Pilates
And you can't see Folarin
What the fuck are you, retarded?
I ain't hugging the corner, but I hustle so enormous
A modern day Goodfella, I'm Ray Liotta
Loud smoking so pass the L like a semicolon
The Bentley is rented but I got many chauffers
Foamposites if you ain't got em then you penny-loafing!
Under-rated that's temporarily for the moment
Only marry your woman if mama cold as Willona
See, I'm second to no one
I'm the messenger-poet
They slowly showin they colors
They music good but they bogus
Wale

[Hook] x3
They talkin
Talkin bout Folarin

[Verse 2]
Verse 2 gon be fuckin with verse 1
Especially when you're writing shit that can never be done
That Kevin Love flow
Bored of the shooters
My women be in the newest
Yo bitches should buy a loofah
Where I'm from they is ruthless
Babies turn into shooters
Crazy talking and foolish
You catch a shell like a Koopa
And I don't give a fuck, see my bitches is kama sutra
One of them bitches is cute, the rest of them congruent
Why you talking my nigga? Just go and do it
Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music
I'm trend-setting, despite of all the ?
Still got me another deal because any nigga in music
The remedy is get your hustle on
Fuck a broad unless you love a broad
Well in that case, brother, then love her on
Put my trust in my dog
Put my trust in my God
'Less you Stabler and Benson, I don't fuck with the law

[Hook]

Wale - Don't Hold Your Applause Lyrics

"Don't Hold Your Applause" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

Don't hold your applause from me..

[Verse 1]
Inspired by women, niggas say that I treat em different
Niggas be bitches, hoes be bitches, I don't see no difference
Shawty my aim is different, DC my English iffy
Solo I be but I'm on my feet, I got these angels with me
Tired of making money, I'm on to making history
Fuck how they feel, I keeps it realer than a documentary
Shit I be feeling like real niggas don't make it to 50
And I be feeling Malcolm, Martin, and Pac would defend me
I focus on (?), my (?) is on frigid
Don't trust no cheap rubbers, don't trust no dirty bitches
Sippin moscato with models having exotic dishes
But it don't mean shit unless I know that my genre respected
I deserve praise, I deserve applause
Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call
It's all work, no days off
I'm on a great run, Wale Folarin

[Hook]
Make sure that they always talk of me
Make sure these bitches in awe for me
Make sure to give them my all
And now they know that we on
Don't ever hold your applause for me
Don't ever hold your applause for me
Don't ever hold your applause for me
Don't ever hold your applause for me
And ay ay ay...
Don't ever hold your applause for me

[Verse 2]
GQ man of the year, Cudi Drizzy and me
Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase
When you winning obese, all your haters fatigued
Got me counting my blessings, it took me 80 to see
When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave
When you rapping how I'm rapping, they fellatio free
I was pacing myself, hope you patient as me
Plus I got a lot, niggas ain't able to see it
We black niggas with ambition, they gon respect it
And I know I'm kinda vain, but what real nigga isn't
I'm tryna style on some bitches and keep it introspective
I'm tryna stun em like everybody was second guessed it
Wale

[Hook]

Wale - Tats On My Arm Lyrics (Ft. Rick Ross)

Tats On My Arm Lyrics is performed by Wale Ft. Rick Ross

[Rick Ross:]
Ambition is a way of life
It’s a mindset
Follow me
Tats all on my arm
… all on my mind
I got stacks all on my charms
My gold roley tell time is mine
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
I’m just so gifted
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
[Rick Ross:]
Tats all on my arm
… all on my mind
I got stacks all on my charms
My gold roley tell time is mine
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
I’m just so gifted
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
Okay tats all on my arm
These reds all on my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For the paper I’ma grind
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
Okay tats all on my arm
These reds all on my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
All I know is this grind is my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
I ain’t waiting talking
See I’m just tryna focus
Cause the… in the room
Is usually the brokers
Tryna stay clear of my foes
And these shapeshifting…
See them snakes showing you mo’
My mates calling me gifted
February cold in my heart
It’s why your date is probably missing
Late for love I’ve been tripping
Medicate cigars stop feeling
I got a green bag with them blue shreds
… smoke Marjorie Simpson
Got a broken heart that needs fixing
And I don’t rely on no bitches
And I don’t reply to most BBMs
So when you see… don’t be tripping
MMG obviously winning
Niggas… and we living
And I swear to lord I’ve been down to earth
But more times than not I’ve been lifted
[Rick Ross:]
Tats all on my arm
… all on my mind
I got stacks all on my charms
My gold roley tell time is mine
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
I’m just so gifted
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
Okay tats all on my arm
These reds all on my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For the paper I’ma grind
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
I ain’t with the rapper
I’m just tryna focus
Cause a lot of… in the room is usually the brokest
Tats all on my arm
These niggas say I’m that bomb
3 J’s took me to…
6 o’s paid for my car
3 m’s on my new valance
I’m here to shine when I’m tracking
What you doing Ross, drop a hundred thousand
And you know you supposed to be stacking
I should Michael Jordan these rappers
Man they’re twice as cold as these rappers
Let me… with these rappers
And I like my girls with ambition
You see money talks…
You thought the shawty wasn’t listening
He ain’t dreaming dawg you ain’t living
Even when I sleep I got vision
Even when y’all deep y’all still all sweet
I don’t favour beef
I eat pussy
[Rick Ross:]
Tats all on my arm
… all on my mind
I got stacks all on my charms
My gold roley tell time is mine
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
I’m just so gifted
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
[Rick Ross:]
Tats all on my arm
… all on my mind
I got stacks all on my charms
My gold roley tell time is mine
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
I’m just so gifted
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
Okay tats all on my arm
These reds all on my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
For the paper I’ma grind
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
Look where that shit’ll get ya
Okay tats all on my arm
These reds all on my eyes
I put these poems all in these songs
Fuck all I know is this grind
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition
[Wale:]
It’s my ambition
[Rick Ross:]
It’s my ambition

Wale - Fuck You Lyrics

Fuck You Lyrics is performed by Wale

Uh, Yea
Yea, Uh

Real nigga pardon whoever feel different
Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims
Pushing my way to the top
But this time it feel different
DC ain't been this hot since Ronald Reagan made a killing
Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons
Despite my dark days I feel I'm the brightest of thinkers
Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood
But a wise woman told me it's okay to know you're good
They call it arrogance
But I think it's passionate
And I think this happens when you rap and don't exaggerate
Shawty open your soul
Pray that protools agree though
Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though
See my flow is the nicest
And my ho is the baddest
And the sex will lock her down see my stick is the gavel
Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over
She reluctantly fucking
She's an adamant blower
I'm a passionate poet
Moonlight as rapping Folarin
Horse is missing on my Polo cause my tag is enormous
I ain't cocky I'm just proud of me
So why these niggas acting like I ain't allowed to be

x2
Fuck you, when a nigga in the room give a nigga room
Nigga fuck you, yea just you
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Real nigga pardon whoever feel different
How I grow to be 5'8
But it's still my little niggas
Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love
And I love your brain but I think I'll never know enough
Argue with twitter niggas who insignificant
But it's just simply my interest to intricately rid up you niggas
Proud of it all defensive fuck I'm rocking alone
Say what you want I'm Immature like Roger go home
Hard headed hot headed I admit it
But I'll be damned if they defeat me like a fucking prosthetic
Ha, Wale you so arrogant
Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why I care again
Stunting in a pair of Tiffs I don't mean a pair of Tims
Two bitches named Tiffany I left them with a pair of kids
Rare shit, trend setting yea I be the best
OD'd on that Mitchell-Ness you thought it was '03 again
Hold up yea we the best
Roll wit Ace, Khaled and them
Roll up niggas be like sex
Don't you leave a seed in there
Reading shit my critics say
Pitchfork doesn't need a plate
Not hungry for my poetry
They fasting they won't leave me ate
Six and a half
Optimistic this isn't bad it's different now
Before the faith niggas was wam
Carelessly whispering all they nickel opinions at me
Tell all my haters call they neighbor get they minions at me
A couple labels threw some millions yet they still ain't grab me
Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi
Ha, and I ain't smug I'm just proud of me
Why they acting like a nigga ain't allowed to be

x2

Wale - Theory 11.1.11 1 (The Eleven One Eleven Theory) Lyrics

Theory 11.1.11 1 (The Eleven One Eleven Theory) Lyrics is performed by Wale

[Intro: 2Pac]
When I was young I read a lot, I wrote poetry..
I would have been a totally different person
Had I not been exposed to these things
I'm not saying I'm going to change the world
But I guarantee I will spark the brain that will change the world...

[Verse 1: Wale]
Sometimes a simple cadence can get in the way of greatness of a nigga statements
I feel I know a little bit of everything but Ive grown unfamiliar with limitations
See Im just a narrator thats see the world as a nigga who never made it
I forever debate a nigga who stand in the way of my standing ovation
Nigga I'd be lying to tell you my mind isn't exhausted
But to recline is to say God's blessing isn't as awesome as I flaunted
See I got more haters and nay sayers than eight Lakers in Boston
So I happen to Phil Jacksons along the way with this talking
See I give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon
With a muzzle around em all a league full of dry rhymers I proceed to .. cannonball
Loose cannon starts us off and crucified for the passionate ways ..
Im only but a man but man enough to challenge all
And I love you all
And I pray you just don't think I'm smart and see my vision and know my heart
This is 11.1.11 .. 11.1.11 ..
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters
Who been supporting me since day one can tell you niggas who fronted
Wale polish and guess what Wale got it..
I am just an artist
I am just a man
May not change the world
But let me inspire someone who can
Who can(4x)

Wale – I’m On One Lyrics

I’m On One Lyrics by Wale

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for Purple Label this Summer

Folarin

Ambition

[Verse 1]

Two white cups and I got that drank

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Redbox flow and I do not date

Real G shit I don’t use no cape

I got my cake; I love hip hop

J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean

Nigga wanna act we can get improv

Bread on me that’s a garlic knot

Tats out and my hair long

Loud shit, Weird noise

Like B.o.B., Got airplanes

Not one J got a pair or more

Folarin bitch releast nigga in this ho

Shoutout to them niggas who still f-ck with me at Interscope

My ambition to blow

This is why I’m in this fo’

Women at my pole

This is oh so much like getting votes

I make her kitten moist

This is why her nigga mad

I just give her bigger O’s

He just get her bigger bags

I’m an asshole, so what my bitches like it?

I’m why she get excited

You why she buy the vices

The tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it

I’m zonin; I’m in Seattle with Little Cheyenne and Tony

What up? My sister and them, All my niggas listening

I be one and done’ing hoes like Crawford at Michigan

Realest nigga told you that, Cloey love me more than rap

Bitch I got that Kobe game, bitch you got that Kobe rap

DMV we on the map, it’s over for these corny niggas

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

There’s no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

I’m on one, we on weed but she on E

She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I’m a don see?

No car key and I mean that

Cause I show fur, no bikini wax

My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch I never need a match

Undefeated, GS in a t-shirt and my Leaders hat

Change of scenery, I’m Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah

Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC crap

Fuck yo bitch to The Weeknd, I ain’t speaking bout that CD player

But shout to that OVO, Shout out to the whole T.O

Shout YMCMB, MMG we run the globe

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

And I done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

A neutral mover, truly cool with a bunch of crews

Better keep a shooter, there’s always one with something to prove

Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter walk

Keep wifey in La Perla and don’t you ask her what that tori cost

Always keep a dodie on on me, I ain’t for that Maury talk

A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie

Out in LA Im fakin’ hitting switches

This ain’t mine, it’s Ricky, but shhh don’t tell my bitches

I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business

I swear it’s like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, this is Lipton

Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is saying is iller?

Nigga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy flow

Women front, they get its cold

She never play no games with me so I never get her Coach

I’m supposed to boast, this lyrical overdose

Niggas George Foreman grillin’, shit I spit that rope-a-dope

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that’s word to Hall & Oates

And it’s still f-ck everybody

I run the Summer, don’t plan on sharing potties

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

That yellow bitch, a lot of face, she that emoticon

Got a bunch of haters, but I got more to count

Mohammed got a little mac, don’t get your shoulder popped

I don’t really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart

My Nomo could be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got

Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch

If I’m getting geechy I can rock three chains on either block

DC maybe PG MMG shit please do understand it

The only team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family

Malia family, We the family

I give these bitches my seed, swear they don’t need a nanny

Won’t see me in the Phantom til a nigga see a Grammy