Wiz Khalifa, Chevy Woods - Talk to Ya lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Chevy Woods - Talk to Ya lyrics]
Yeah so I seen her from afar
I'm sayin to her
"come over to the car" and she said
"You some kind of star", I'm
Like "naw naw naw, chill chill"
K'naw sayin, that's that name
Figured I'd put a little
Bit of this game all in her brain
Told her i ain't gone hold you
Damn sure ain't tryna control you
But I'll mold you ya dug?
She looked at me like she ain't believe me
So i figure I show you
Uh, said she never felt like this before
When I'm home we get it on i'm on the road
She miss the ball and you thick for sure
Know how to work them hips right
Level with my swisher says
I show her how to twist right
And when I gotta make moves
She keeps her lips tight
Know that money gotta stack
So she let me get right
And that sex get good on the late night
Nothin but thumbs up like a hitch hike
Yes I'm the shit like you
Ain't never heard of and you know how I do
Act like you don't but now i learn ya
I'm talking about teaching ya
How about schoolin ya
Go and do your thang, gimme brains
I'll tutor ya fuckin' wit them lames
A real nigga's somethin new to ya
Now you tellin all your friends
What I do to ya but it's cool
Ya know? I leave her spine broke
When I'm up inside
Make her breath and hit a high note like
Yeah so I'm standin on the corner
Shorty ride through
She pushed the whip, like ya know?
Me and my nigga Wiz
Blowing on that good, I'm like
"We gotta stop shawty" see jump out
Yeah
And now I approached her
Like "what's your name?"
You get the picture shawty
I really like your frame
That Coke bottle shape and them Asian eyes
You half black
Half you ain't gotta tell the guy
You shouldn't wonder why I approached ya
I wanna get to know ya but
I ain't tryin to hold you
Back from all your dreams and high hopes
You smell that mami, yeah that's real smoke
Listen i got plans too
You know how your man do
I'll get ghost before I try to cuff hands boo
You in the latest, yeah, that's my favorite
Room lit like Vegas, he point like painting
Mami body amazing, lights off, no cable
I found out she a mind freak like Criss Angel
Bed, broken tables
Giving her all she handles i swear to God
The room sounded like this damn sample
Yes, so I seen my man Kev Tha
Hustla over there on somethin' bad
I mean bad
So I mean, I finish rollin' up my ray
Hop out the car
I see a couple of little ones
Over there lookin' kind of lonely ya dug?
I'm sayin' I catch me one, she looking at me
I see her smilin' and all that
Like she know who a nigga is
So you know what i do
I walk straight up to her like
Ay ay, shawty I just wanna talk to ya
Usually keep it moving but I
Had to stop for ya
And let you know anything less than
Me is not for ya no time to waste but got
Patience like a doctor do
And this may be a lot for you
So why don't you fall in
Hit some of this weed and soak it all in
Got game like the ball in and we ballin
Goin state to state call me Rawlings
Look darling, I ain't tryna start nothing
She laughed and said "ain't you
Some kinda star or somethin?"
I'm like nah, I'm playin with you, ma
I'm frontin they call me young Wiz
Now get up in my car or somethin
We could talk about your day
While I'm cigar stuffin here's my phone
Give me a number that I can call or something
Get you back to your crib
And have them walls jumpin
Screamin' at the top of your lungs like
I'm sayin to her
"come over to the car" and she said
"You some kind of star", I'm
Like "naw naw naw, chill chill"
K'naw sayin, that's that name
Figured I'd put a little
Bit of this game all in her brain
Told her i ain't gone hold you
Damn sure ain't tryna control you
But I'll mold you ya dug?
She looked at me like she ain't believe me
So i figure I show you
Uh, said she never felt like this before
When I'm home we get it on i'm on the road
She miss the ball and you thick for sure
Know how to work them hips right
Level with my swisher says
I show her how to twist right
And when I gotta make moves
She keeps her lips tight
Know that money gotta stack
So she let me get right
And that sex get good on the late night
Nothin but thumbs up like a hitch hike
Yes I'm the shit like you
Ain't never heard of and you know how I do
Act like you don't but now i learn ya
I'm talking about teaching ya
How about schoolin ya
Go and do your thang, gimme brains
I'll tutor ya fuckin' wit them lames
A real nigga's somethin new to ya
Now you tellin all your friends
What I do to ya but it's cool
Ya know? I leave her spine broke
When I'm up inside
Make her breath and hit a high note like
Yeah so I'm standin on the corner
Shorty ride through
She pushed the whip, like ya know?
Me and my nigga Wiz
Blowing on that good, I'm like
"We gotta stop shawty" see jump out
Yeah
And now I approached her
Like "what's your name?"
You get the picture shawty
I really like your frame
That Coke bottle shape and them Asian eyes
You half black
Half you ain't gotta tell the guy
You shouldn't wonder why I approached ya
I wanna get to know ya but
I ain't tryin to hold you
Back from all your dreams and high hopes
You smell that mami, yeah that's real smoke
Listen i got plans too
You know how your man do
I'll get ghost before I try to cuff hands boo
You in the latest, yeah, that's my favorite
Room lit like Vegas, he point like painting
Mami body amazing, lights off, no cable
I found out she a mind freak like Criss Angel
Bed, broken tables
Giving her all she handles i swear to God
The room sounded like this damn sample
Yes, so I seen my man Kev Tha
Hustla over there on somethin' bad
I mean bad
So I mean, I finish rollin' up my ray
Hop out the car
I see a couple of little ones
Over there lookin' kind of lonely ya dug?
I'm sayin' I catch me one, she looking at me
I see her smilin' and all that
Like she know who a nigga is
So you know what i do
I walk straight up to her like
Ay ay, shawty I just wanna talk to ya
Usually keep it moving but I
Had to stop for ya
And let you know anything less than
Me is not for ya no time to waste but got
Patience like a doctor do
And this may be a lot for you
So why don't you fall in
Hit some of this weed and soak it all in
Got game like the ball in and we ballin
Goin state to state call me Rawlings
Look darling, I ain't tryna start nothing
She laughed and said "ain't you
Some kinda star or somethin?"
I'm like nah, I'm playin with you, ma
I'm frontin they call me young Wiz
Now get up in my car or somethin
We could talk about your day
While I'm cigar stuffin here's my phone
Give me a number that I can call or something
Get you back to your crib
And have them walls jumpin
Screamin' at the top of your lungs like