Wale - Let Me At Em lyrics

[Intro] b**h better f** something b**h better f** something [Verse 1: Wale] Shows in L.A., shows in the bay Centerfolds in the pool, got her rolling up a jay Tats all over, cash all over 500 laps, NASCAR Chattanooga Bow down tell them b**hes pipe down n***a Bow down, when I come up to your town n***a I'm surrounded by brown women and brown liquor And green trees, my name heavy make the ground quiver Ridin through the city I'm bagging b**hes what do you know Counting a bag with spanish mammies on the [?] Trying to get mad, I told that baby get at me I could blow out all your candles on your birthday suit [Hook:DJ Holiday] Pull me up a four super slow Rolling dope boy White b**h, white liquor I for sure f** Turned up n***as with me they don't give a f** Tell that b**h let's get it cracking I don't give a f** Let me at em Let me at em Let me at em I'ma tear that p**y up Let me at em Let me at em And tell them n***as my n***as don't give a f**, like Let me at em [Verse 2: Problem] [?] drinking gin with the [?] [?] knock the knee right out your taco [?] [?] b**h mulatto Got her seven digits then I hit her like a lotto Play her im a winner, eat her like dinner Mama raised a sinner, pray to God the lord forgive her I'm d-boy fresh every time you see me out Trying make a million every time I leave the house She's got a new whip, now I'm riding with your spouse Let her pop a [?] Then I skeeted in her mouth She said she got it all but I see some on her blouse Ratchet a** rabbit chasing cheese with a mouse [Hook:DJ Holiday] Pull me up a four super slow Rolling dope boy White b**h, white liquor I for sure f** Turned up n***as with me they don't give a f** Tell that b**h let's get it cracking I don't give a f** Let me at em Let me at em Let me at em I'ma tear that p**y up Let me at em Let me at em And tell them n***as my n***as don't give a f**, like Let me at em [Verse 3:French Montana] Forty-four long knock the tats off your body Packing up arenas from the packs in the lobby Money got a whole lot, know we buy the whole lot Flushing when the door knock Shout to Petey Rollock Chuck Taylors all black, Raiders Money right, dirty money, dirty sprite Give her loose change let her run loose Came up out the mud to the trunk roof Fight night shotgun Makaveli Trying to put it in her mouth, Akinyele I rip a tag and the ceiling off Banana clip Mulsanne peeling off [Hook:DJ Holiday] Pull me up a four super slow Rolling dope boy White b**h, white liquor I for sure f** Turned up n***as with me they don't give a f** Tell that b**h let's get it cracking I don't give a f** Let me at em Let me at em Let me at em I'ma tear that p**y up Let me at em Let me at em And tell them n***as my n***as don't give a f**, like Let me at em [Outro]