Wale - Spectacular lyrics

[Verse 1] 'Scuse me miss, I'm trying to stimulate your mind You won't find a G that is similar to mine I'm similar to ?, I can show you where it's at My name Wale, prolly know me from the rap I've got a clean rap, we can ease to the back Of the club, cut a rug, get a cup of that Yak I slow 'em down, my game a yellow light They speed past fast, I pull them over by night and Dyke friends get pulled, they know the aim Y'all all lames with Novocaine for game I'm dope to dames, I'm Mike Phelps A gold medal stroke, I float below the belt I can see myself in you, you're something like a mirror You're Lois Lane, so I sling game like a hero I ain't Superman when I do the damn thing Lex Luther here to write Kryptonite, get 'em right, right [Hook - Raheem] You ain't even heard the whole song yet, baby But I bet you want to leave in a minute Alright, and I guarantee when I'm in it Alright, that I'll be nothing less than spectacular [Verse 2] Excuse me gorgeous, I have crossed an ornament of beauty And I usually don't be all up on 'em But they all are fallin' when you started walkin' My way, my game, like the Harvard college Educate youngins, eight different subjects He cram for exams, she gonna study it and love it Chicks got cla**, I'm givin' up the tasks But she gets an A+ if she givin' up that a** Yes, no I'm just playin', I like a chase Game straight forward, so they give me the right of way Game take off, G4, I'm fly today Dames leave y'all and he hard on my hideaway He all stuck in himself, that's what they whispering Nah, it's just game, ya dig You need to listen in Kick it into high gear, into my realm She said, not on the first night So I asked at 12 [Hook] [Bridge - Raheem] Around 12, we can scream, go DJ Around 1, you can have another drink on me Around 2, you can get your girlfriends Around 4, we can enjoy our privacy [Verse 3] I know my melo-Dior, but I'd rather be me Than to try to be y'all, y'all try to be me So my essense we be, but I'm better than y'all You better than we, cause I bet it out me Y'all in his apart with the men she approached by Tellin' them more lies than OJ on trial They givin' up more lines than Oprah on that show she on This isn't Kosher, nah Hope for y'all is little, but I give them some I'm coach John Top-son, you're Iverson The song I sung is sung from the soul Since the boy hold a note like he work for the post Follow my lead, give them game 'til they weak Get her weak, she be leaving with me like Raheem Veritable Visine, go and get your eyes clean I'm the bomb to broads, I'm so bar-shalom [Hook]