Fly nigga couldn't sell me enough different homes
And I be good til the fat woman sing a note
I'm tryna find light swimming 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. Watch that pussy open
Turn that sofa into 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
They be far from 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, it's easier from the lay-up line

I got time, you got time too
You with the 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

Pimp-stroll on em, you being cold on em
Couldn't fuck with it with a million m-4′ s on em
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
I tell em "honey, I know shit, I'm so sunny"
And this is all pro-bono
All-star weekend f; ppr seats by the coaches
Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches
Half a millie on the rolls – got my mind on?
I ain't worried, 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.? Will make the heart broke
With that said, I ain't around like my old combs
And I be drinking all the brown straight, no coke
Chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
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White Linen Lyrics

Wale – White Linen Lyrics