The Game, Wale, Mario - ll the Way Gone lyrics
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Game, Wale, Mario - ll the Way Gone lyrics]
Mars, Cannon baby, you're the one
Oh, let it ride, yeah, yeah
Uh, she leave her hair in the sink
She leave her hair on the floor
Her hair all over the bed
That make me love her more
She wear a scarf, Louis V to be exact
It's a wrap, messing up her wrap
Blowing out her back
Never let another rap nigga hit it
From back or the front
On my mama, nigga, I be gone for months
I come back (And it's still tight
I like when it's real tight)
I'ma lick in circles now
(Tell me what that feel like)
Feels like when you try them red bottoms on
It feels like the song cause
We all the way gone
Between me and you, do anything for old girl
Like hit it in the morning, yeah, Cole World
Baby, you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
'Cause we done did that tryna find the one
But, you been looking for love
In all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl, you make the scene
They gon' keep on watching
Give 'em something to see
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone
She call me all the time
I ain't no regular Joe
I be staying at the Roosevelt
More than Marilyn's ghost
I met some bitches with Chuck
But, I was wearing some Foams
Shorty been fly forever
These bitches' parachutes broke
TC's is on her person I'm aware that you know
And you know the flow, they
Jack it, I'm apparently cold, you know
Life's lemons is bitter, I need another fruit
She know we can't elope
Look at what honey do
Straight G thing, double M G thing
Weed they can't fuck with
I'm puffin' AC green
When I peep in the public
Bet I'm leaving with something
And I'm so fly I make
Some homebodies? leave the luggage
Shout out Donny Sublime
Shout out Bobby on Hundreds
Not too many is touching
Double MG this summer
The RED album, lil' red shortie
You can't touch her
I know Mario's on the hook
But, I was playing Duck Hunt
Baby, you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
'Cause we done did that tryna find the one
But, you been looking for love
In all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl, you make the scene
They gon' keep on watching
Give 'em something to see
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Send him the voicemail cause we
All the way gone
And you ain't doing nothing wrong
But killing the competition in
That Cosabella thong
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Profile, damn I'm digging your style
We can start slow now then speed it up
This playing in the background
While I beat it up, I beat it up
Baby soon as we get home
It won't take us too long
We gon make it to the bedroom
I like the guest room
You can pick the next room
Put the camera on the tripod
Got me playing on your iPod
I know you feeling me on my job
Director, cut
Baby, you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
'Cause we done did that tryna find the one
But, you been looking for love
In all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl, you make the scene
They gon' keep on watching
Give 'em something to see
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone