[INTRO]
Yeah
You ever just know that you fitting to splack another nigga bitch off
Like you see a bitch
She be with a nigga, and you be knowing
She be thinking to herself "i wish I was with that nigga" haha yeaah
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
If you at home letting her go out alone
Then I'mma take yo bitch
And if she keep jocking me stopping me every time she hear my song
Then I'mma take yo bitch
Said she gettign tired of fighting and running around with the same nigga
And plus she no I ain't no lame nigga
And now he pressing her just to see if my numbers in her phone
But I'mma take yo bitch
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah
Yo bitch like me
And I dont know her
All up on me at the shows trynna control her
You hatin from afar, she trynna get closer
Meet me at the bar and trynna be sober, no sir
So you come and kick it with my clique
And you nigga somewhere heated screamin thats my bitch
Im tatted up rich
Them bitches understand when you makin money talk
Everyone know you the man
With my hollywood hoes somewhere by the sand
Fuckin shit up with yo nigga trynna fit me in your plan
Tell him your a fan even though you were at my crib
Used to like my music now he sayin "fuck young wiz"
Thats how I live, and I won't change for the world
Make your man feel like he gone need a chain for your girl
Says she been searching around for some change in the world
Im doin shit that you not
So im lookin like barrack to her
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
[VERSE 2: YOUNG JERZ]
Jerz, wizzle, neako
Tell your story
I see you stressing my nigga, now tell me what is going on?
Someboday took your bitch?
I guess you wanna grab the ratchet, go hit his hood, and do him wrong
All over your chick
Look at lil reak baby bro nope
He ain't comin home
Becuase the nigga straight flipped
A nigga hit his bitch
Reak tripped
Then he hit him in his dome
He got a life sentence
You might wanna think about what youre doing
Before you do it wrong
When you shoot dont miss
Cause if you do niggas will catch you
And baby bro they wrong
If they put you in the ditch
I'mma tell you like this
Life is priceless
Because you took a shot dont mean it going to miss
You never knew another nigga slid your wife the dick
And now you sitting back with a chick like this
Like this, ay
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
[VERSE 3: NEAKO]
I could do my thang If I wanna
Forecast change I make it rain in the summer
Let the chain hang
Scoop ya dame for the fun of
It baby you be with a lame that's a bummer
Shit I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover
I be up there I can't hang with the others
Baby be my lover
I could be your anything you can be my lady friend
But you gon' need some henny yea to get up with a brotha
Nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me when I moved them ludies with me
Throw your dude up in a frenzy
Ah, nea neak and wizzy
Hata don't be mad man we get busy
Yes we are the princes of our city
Your chick get with me
Hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
And call me mr. I'll take your chick
Haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
Call me mr. fast lane, no front brakes
Cause she gone
She outta here mane
From jersey to the burb
Neako
Young jerz
Wiz khalifa
Yeah
Yeah
You ever just know that you fitting to splack another nigga bitch off
Like you see a bitch
She be with a nigga, and you be knowing
She be thinking to herself "i wish I was with that nigga" haha yeaah
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
If you at home letting her go out alone
Then I'mma take yo bitch
And if she keep jocking me stopping me every time she hear my song
Then I'mma take yo bitch
Said she gettign tired of fighting and running around with the same nigga
And plus she no I ain't no lame nigga
And now he pressing her just to see if my numbers in her phone
But I'mma take yo bitch
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah
Yo bitch like me
And I dont know her
All up on me at the shows trynna control her
You hatin from afar, she trynna get closer
Meet me at the bar and trynna be sober, no sir
So you come and kick it with my clique
And you nigga somewhere heated screamin thats my bitch
Im tatted up rich
Them bitches understand when you makin money talk
Everyone know you the man
With my hollywood hoes somewhere by the sand
Fuckin shit up with yo nigga trynna fit me in your plan
Tell him your a fan even though you were at my crib
Used to like my music now he sayin "fuck young wiz"
Thats how I live, and I won't change for the world
Make your man feel like he gone need a chain for your girl
Says she been searching around for some change in the world
Im doin shit that you not
So im lookin like barrack to her
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
[VERSE 2: YOUNG JERZ]
Jerz, wizzle, neako
Tell your story
I see you stressing my nigga, now tell me what is going on?
Someboday took your bitch?
I guess you wanna grab the ratchet, go hit his hood, and do him wrong
All over your chick
Look at lil reak baby bro nope
He ain't comin home
Becuase the nigga straight flipped
A nigga hit his bitch
Reak tripped
Then he hit him in his dome
He got a life sentence
You might wanna think about what youre doing
Before you do it wrong
When you shoot dont miss
Cause if you do niggas will catch you
And baby bro they wrong
If they put you in the ditch
I'mma tell you like this
Life is priceless
Because you took a shot dont mean it going to miss
You never knew another nigga slid your wife the dick
And now you sitting back with a chick like this
Like this, ay
[HOOK: Wiz Khalifa]
[VERSE 3: NEAKO]
I could do my thang If I wanna
Forecast change I make it rain in the summer
Let the chain hang
Scoop ya dame for the fun of
It baby you be with a lame that's a bummer
Shit I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover
I be up there I can't hang with the others
Baby be my lover
I could be your anything you can be my lady friend
But you gon' need some henny yea to get up with a brotha
Nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me when I moved them ludies with me
Throw your dude up in a frenzy
Ah, nea neak and wizzy
Hata don't be mad man we get busy
Yes we are the princes of our city
Your chick get with me
Hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
And call me mr. I'll take your chick
Haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
Call me mr. fast lane, no front brakes
Cause she gone
She outta here mane
From jersey to the burb
Neako
Young jerz
Wiz khalifa
Yeah
Track 3 on Burn After Rolling
