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Women Of Los Angeles - Wale (Ft. Eric Bellinger)
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Women Of Los Angeles Wale (Ft. Eric Bellinger)

Women Of Los Angeles - Wale (Ft. Eric Bellinger)
[Verse 1: Wale]
Far away from the place that I came from
Yeah, from being a real to the same one
Blue moon, blue moon, we done came up
Yeah, one of the fliest niggas thinking
Tell Apollo to chill and now you flip whatever, shawty
Guess you got a good deal
Wale, aw baby, aw baby
Now the top's coming down, oh top's coming off
Berries on the late night
Or pinks her mouth right
You get that if you been there
These niggas are brazers I be brazy with the brassiere
Man it's been a good year
How did we just get here?
Tables go for too much
When all them Jenners in there
I do too much
Fuck it, we the new wave
Going through them tables like
We Dudley boys in Hooters
Yeah, you ain't playing Wale
'Til I throw a party in the Hills, all of the baes
My name, all of the way
Choppers city, we scrape
Put trill on it and I ain't gotta do it
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