Released: September 5, 2010
Featuring: Wale
Songwriter: Wale Fat Trel
[Intro]
Um no days off
Um the wizards play the lakers today
Just so you know it's today 2010
Fuck it, turn my mic up [?]
[Verse 1: Wale]
Yeah
I be on my grind mode, no days off where I’m on
And I won't stop till I'm on that top and the whole world me llamo
My name is Wale bitch, rock nation, affiliation
I race them, replace them, more whips than a dominatrix
If I lost you, be patient, don’t cross me like you atheist
Y'all late bitch, while I'm cakin' like the make up on a geisha
Oh let's do it, get your bitches, scoop quick
If she look good then I give her that wood like Hacksaw Jim Duggan
Okay she rollin' you wipe the butt she goin'
Can't tame her she’s dangerous
You ain’t know she smashed the homies
Better keep that hoe on a leash
Don't make her your only
Treat a broad outside like I got five fouls
When I’m out, y'all know I don't reach
D.N.V that's on me, no days off I don’t sleep
Rollin' with my D.O.G's i'm cheefin on some long beach
Fuck long [?] aka Young HipHop and aka you talk much
And that AK had you zipped up, I'm fucking with you
But I love the bitch, just know I'm getting more goddam nipped up
And a nigga really don't need no slut
That's a need a bj like [?]
Yeah, see I'm on hoop shit
My buzz is like cocaine
Got a satchel for a [roofies?]
Hungover till tuesday
Witness what I do bae
Get, get, inside that coo', coo'
But ima need you to fellate
Cool, straight, done for now
Let's ride out, shawty, don't ask
Just get in your [?] then I'll zip your bra
Tryna get in her [?] like ghostdead
Words are [?] nigga I am ill
You is nothing but some [?] with no Gordon [?]
All my niggas loyal, see we some different niggas
I heard your dogs is talking they Brian Griffin niggas
Ain't stalking no bitches though they always "where the niggas?"
It's why I keep a couple trojans, yeah, [?] nigga
And my queen can have it all, and that bitch don't get no dime
Or no time just a couple niggas in the boxcar that bitch gold line
Hol up y'all, you know I'm fly, I'm not drivin' no four one nine
Turn the [?] to a pornostar, yeah I really like and support that broad
Y'all are loafin' going through the motion hanging on a rock no drop no cocaine
Y'all just bogus and y'all act focus
Y'all too old for this, y'all Hulk Hogan
Y'all just think, let me do my thing
Give them my time, never give them my name
Never given no rings, never give them my keys
'Less a nigga got pound on that thing, thing
Yeah, oh les do it, aye, oh les do it, hey, oh les do it
Yeah, drugs and the music, I am [?], I am [?]
Yeah, oh les do it, aye, oh les do it, hey, oh les do it
Yeah, drugs and the music, I am [?], I am [?]
[Verse 2]
[?]
Um no days off
Um the wizards play the lakers today
Just so you know it's today 2010
Fuck it, turn my mic up [?]
[Verse 1: Wale]
Yeah
I be on my grind mode, no days off where I’m on
And I won't stop till I'm on that top and the whole world me llamo
My name is Wale bitch, rock nation, affiliation
I race them, replace them, more whips than a dominatrix
If I lost you, be patient, don’t cross me like you atheist
Y'all late bitch, while I'm cakin' like the make up on a geisha
Oh let's do it, get your bitches, scoop quick
If she look good then I give her that wood like Hacksaw Jim Duggan
Okay she rollin' you wipe the butt she goin'
Can't tame her she’s dangerous
You ain’t know she smashed the homies
Better keep that hoe on a leash
Don't make her your only
Treat a broad outside like I got five fouls
When I’m out, y'all know I don't reach
D.N.V that's on me, no days off I don’t sleep
Rollin' with my D.O.G's i'm cheefin on some long beach
Fuck long [?] aka Young HipHop and aka you talk much
And that AK had you zipped up, I'm fucking with you
But I love the bitch, just know I'm getting more goddam nipped up
And a nigga really don't need no slut
That's a need a bj like [?]
Yeah, see I'm on hoop shit
My buzz is like cocaine
Got a satchel for a [roofies?]
Hungover till tuesday
Witness what I do bae
Get, get, inside that coo', coo'
But ima need you to fellate
Cool, straight, done for now
Let's ride out, shawty, don't ask
Just get in your [?] then I'll zip your bra
Tryna get in her [?] like ghostdead
Words are [?] nigga I am ill
You is nothing but some [?] with no Gordon [?]
All my niggas loyal, see we some different niggas
I heard your dogs is talking they Brian Griffin niggas
Ain't stalking no bitches though they always "where the niggas?"
It's why I keep a couple trojans, yeah, [?] nigga
And my queen can have it all, and that bitch don't get no dime
Or no time just a couple niggas in the boxcar that bitch gold line
Hol up y'all, you know I'm fly, I'm not drivin' no four one nine
Turn the [?] to a pornostar, yeah I really like and support that broad
Y'all are loafin' going through the motion hanging on a rock no drop no cocaine
Y'all just bogus and y'all act focus
Y'all too old for this, y'all Hulk Hogan
Y'all just think, let me do my thing
Give them my time, never give them my name
Never given no rings, never give them my keys
'Less a nigga got pound on that thing, thing
Yeah, oh les do it, aye, oh les do it, hey, oh les do it
Yeah, drugs and the music, I am [?], I am [?]
Yeah, oh les do it, aye, oh les do it, hey, oh les do it
Yeah, drugs and the music, I am [?], I am [?]
[Verse 2]
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