Wale - Strings lyrics

[Verse 1: Wale] Late night, my six on patron I'm perusing the phone She pick up and it's on It's on me The song is only To paint a poem, boys that talk but lack 'g' Back to the man, yee Scripted, I read Feeding them sweet nothing that a hungry broads to eat Rugged or playful is not the problem Naw It's how say it for they start scarfing Yet you offer them nothing Offer 'em a conference call with your partners Got you showing off but the sky's that bark Baby I'm a dawg but the broad never knew it When it comes to the game I'm 2 moves sooner Sooner enough to be an OU student Ho you got caught Joe you stupid Never knew cupid And even if I did know he not shooting I'm too ruthless... [Talking 1: Wale] Got to keep on proceeding with the procedure You know what I'm saying Put some motion in the emotion I get sick on this side I can't wait for you... LOOK Lemme show you [Verse 2: Wale] Now lemme tell you how I am going Goadomes on me Got so many hoes, I can dodge her like Nomo And no more for them broke joes, Oh no You ain't know baby girl you my Wachov -I -A I-E give it to me I ain't tryna chase kitties, You can leave on the vickies Ain't trynna have quickie, I'm tryna to have you quickly Decide on many 50s and 5s And 20s and 10s and 100s She can fit when see getting the ride You can call me whatever but I ain't getting around See I'm not then other brothas, I don't kiss anymore I'm something like a protractor I be getting around, Yea And baby girl I ain't playing One line and I'm finished like I'm playing in a maze Say the amazing Wale Folarin, is anything less than great Check your larynx, [clears throat] Check your esophagus Hot when I land, like Island Galapagos I am the prodigal, we stackin up that guacamole Like that taco B-E, double L One hell of a dope MC Them brothas getting sour at the cream, well sorry to tortilla But the tutorial on cheese will proceed... And those who don't listen guarantee, U will be retaught... or retort You all held back, while the cla** flip ta**els and throw away hats I throw away ha**le and disregard rush Wheelchair on poise, use patience as a crutch