Rotating Valets
(专辑: Last King 2: God's Machine - 2011)
[Wiz Khalifa:] Clear the
runway baby I
get money from Sunday to Sunday lady Oh behave I'm young, rich famous Grinding, keep my pockets on Schwarzenegger O.G in my Swisher so my blunt taste flavored, don't it? Ya'll niggas can get if you want it Tryna catch a
flight? I'm in the
back seat playing X
Box, car service just chilling [Big KRIT:] Now this could be one of those days I
chop on my blades, leave my worries behind Just pretend that I'm paid Do it big, do it large, on the
boulevard Get a
sense of success, pushing candy cars I
did some thangs for that Chevy mayne Restored the
frame, blew the
brains, out on everything I
ain't ashamed, scooped my dame 'cause she down to roll Since way before, don't touch my screens or my radio She know the
score I'm rolling up another one Starring out this window, window, window, window They're telling me to change how I'm living, but it's all I
know I'm seen in every city on my way out to another one, another one, another one, another one You find me anywhere that paper go, go, oh, oh, oh Now this could be one of those days Parlay and I
ball, turning necks 'til they break, outside of the
mall Going in going hard like a
superstar Break the
bank full tank take me super far I
swang and bang, sitting heavy mayne Hogging lanes candy paint never leave a
stain Let it rain, hydroplane, but I'm riding slow Eyes closed, Etta James keep me on my toes Can't let her go I'm rolling up another one Starring out this window, window, window, window They're telling me to change how I'm living, but it's all I
know I'm seen in every city on my way out to another one, another one, another one, another one You find me anywhere that paper go, go, oh, oh, oh [Bun B:] Well it's big Bun B
now, baby, Mr. Woodgrain With diamonds up against them balling through your hood mayn And I'm smoking on some good mayn, the
color purple Not the
movie, but the
kind that have you going in a
circle Chrome, looking more classy than the
Transco Tower Car dripping candy paint like it just came out the
shower Like 'Face I
got the
money, the
power and the
finesse To roll around one deep with hundred-thousand 'round my neck I'm looking real shiny; you can see me from a
mile away Thought you was doing it, until I
came and took your smile away Pull up on your side in the
turning lane Pop my trunk, break you off, chunk a
deuce And I'm Cadillac turning mayn (I'm gone) Little swang to the
left, big swang to the
right My plates scraping and I'm sliding the
pipe, it's super tight So don't try to knock us baby, don't try to hate That's how we do it in that Lone-Star state; get it straight We be [Big KRIT:] I'm rolling up another one Starring out this window, window, window, window They're telling me to change how I'm living, but it's all I
know I'm seen in every city on my way out to another one, another one, another one, another one You find me anywhere that paper go, go, oh, oh, oh