Wiz Khalifa – Young Boy Talk Lyrics

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[Wiz Khalifa]

(puffin) Uh huh
Sledgren


[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh -
Look nigga I'm the rawest, the mu'fuckin' animal

Want war? One phone call is how I handle you (whew)
On the grind, you pussy nigga's hate
Bitch I'm out in different states, politic'n, and gettin cake

Fill my lungs with the best weed, pockets with them dollar signs
Run with them niggas holdin Glocks like it's columbine (pop, pop, pop)
I'm a star, ain't a choice so I gotta shine
Far as Pittsburgh, I'm the voice so I gotta rhyme

Grind all the time ever since the first day
Now I'm gettin cake like everyday became my birthday

Something like an earthquake, the way this shit drop
I be at the tip top posted with a big knot
You ain't know ho you sit at home and just watch

Less then haters, stone cold spectators
Same lame's turn out to be investigators
No where near comfortable need extra paper

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] (x2)
Got the city on smash, the streets on lock
A hundred real niggas with their heats on cock
Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap
Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk


[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Ay, ay
The jeans spent about a buck 45 on them
If he trick the team, buck 45's on him

When we hit the scene, the club hoes just pile on him
You scrubs show them groupies love, I just style on them

Seen me and my guys, blow a couple thou' on em
But don't trip I'm with a clique that's know to wild stump ya
Fuck around dump ya

You ain't heard, we in the Burgh
Nigga's put they gun down, fuck around, jump ya
Leave ya slump with ya block knocked off
I be ridin, something classic with the top dropped off

Roll the weed in the Rillo
I made it out of nothing, around them thieves and offenders
Ride with keys in they fenders
Now we all big spenders

You could ask about them they don't know it's me
Cuz you smell dro, blow about a elbow
This shit is fun for me, I been eatin
You niggas dumb hungry, I dear one of you to come for me


[Hook]

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