[Intro] Even though I'm in love, sometimes I get so afraid I'll say something so wrong, just to have something to say I know the moment is right Tell the girl a comical lie to keep the conversation high (x4)
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] I seen you from afar Nice frame and your braids long Gucci bag matching your frames ma And like a don I approached you I'm not the player type But if you play it right, ma I'll coach you I'll put it down how I'm spose to A popular dude But I'm tryna to see what's poppin with you Know a little bout the kid cause she's been watching my moves Got my picture on the wall from when I popped in the news And true I been runnin' the town Lot a chicks thought I was nuttin All of a sudden, wanting me now Doing research and hunting me down But never mind the stuntin' Trying to see what's on your mind and somethin' Got a place to unwind, it's nothing Have a wild discussion I'm a roll some of this, ride n then puff it Yea, we start off slow, then kick it in gear Off of that smooth shit, I kick in the air To keep the conversation
[Hook] Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I (Tell the girl a comical lie to keep the conversation high) Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just (Tell the girl a comical lie to keep the conversation high) Right, you better know she get down, you know (Tell the girl a comical lie to keep the conversation high) Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I (Tell the girl a comical lie to keep the conversation high)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Here I go, putting myself out there Really trying to see what shorty about here Nothing to doubt here See what you get Get what you see Me I keep it 100% Never see myself loving a chick, you might change that And if not, I'm happy being the same cat you Think it's a shame that, that's how it has to be But you with another dude, that'd be sad to see You still mad at me, some high school tragedy Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me I'm like woah, slow down baby And kick it with your man itta go down crazy I wanna get to know ya Talk to ya hold ya And them places you ain't been I wanna show ya And she gone' let the kid handle his biz Off of that smooth shit I kick in the air They keep the conversation
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[Verse 3: Boaz] I hit your girl with that slick talk, won't see her again Drop the top, let your hair go, free in the wind Now we can go and get a room on the other side of town Or give me head in the whip if you wanna ride around Roll up the Cohiba, getting blunted by the pound I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground Bird city, who holdin' it down, me and my man Wiz Hit the club, buy the bar, we let the champ fizz Knockin' couple of brauds you know the plan is We call the whole crew, and then we ran trillz I'm so street I feel a part of the canvas Hard knocks University, the heart of the campus And you know I got my PHD But that don't stand for player hating That's a Pimpin Heavy Degree Holla!
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