You Gonna Love Me - Wiz Khalifa

You gonna love me

You gonna love me, man!

is wiz khlaifa!

Uh, black out, yes!

Cd in the building

Stand up equipped for your prints right now

I’m about to show you niggers

And why wiz khalifa is the prince of the city

Listen, listen, listen!

Young dude, you get off in

Nigga off in

Respect you fools and solve these payments

And no other rapper is.

as man

Disagree, i remove your top, help you change your

What your life about?

We’re on that add with our pipes out

City seen nigga life’s out!

That’s the definition that is black thing

We being black o thing and slaying

And in the i wanna step up, get it

.

a lot of things that will make a mess of you

And i don’t sell weed

I don’t sell

I roll with the game, the that leave a smell on your throat!

.to see games, soon as we stump in a place

Not.

but don’t think, no want to mistake

Leave anyone you met in your life, as you if you’re running my space

Dog, i could get you punched in your face

Or you could run butt naked, have you

No jewels, no shoes, i’m nigga with no rules

Dudes, don’t understand what i’m getting at?

The whole concept is pitiful, so when i’m done

.these twins no longer be identical

I do respect for anyone

Listen man, it’s still the song she’s singing to you

Yow niggers gonna love me, now!

You might not want to, but it’s hard, i’m the prince of the city and still!

And now, listen!

Shuts start to my nigga, let’s collapse on my nigga listen, uh!

I speak to you, dough

I’m the true prince

Do the artist formerly

Now keep that thing, gotta keep that

Reaching for the lord, dog, release that

When i step in the place.

stole grands on me

Downs, with their hands on me!

You’re sick of searching and nigga with punch lines

Well known to heart pride

All mouth doing like a buck fifty on a strip

It’s no way you gonna hold me

I rap sick, and i put the

Ok, get a cracking for the war

I’m sixteen, the eighteen, when it’s.

for the war!

I’m way big, no i’m better than him

Keep suffering on me with a.

i call 'em

This are all streets, and trespass, and you get.

You can.

for everything down to your bus

And when i buck fats, niggers top fast

And you can.

put your mustache

And niggers imitate the team we are

But i.

you burn niggers like cdr

I do got respect for anyone real

And that’s me!

No doubt about it man!

And niggers can run.

It’s o question, the prince of the city is still, nigga

And that’s me, oh, oh!

I’m feeling real good in here right now

I’m feeling, man!

And niggers let us sing the side of this one!

Black nigga!

black!