Spoiled - Wale

With yo spoiled ass girl

With yo spoiled ass girl

Fuck with me though

I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a little time on it

Never mind your friends, spend it all on you

I got this money on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a long time on it

And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you

New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil

Is your hair right?

And what do you know?

She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much

She love Fear of God, but she really fearin' love

When it be hot, I get you with a chauffeur

Shouldn’t be drivin' baby, I ain’t sober

Would I be out of line if I came over?

Cause don’t nobody know ya like I know you

L-O-V-E please come to me

I eat it up at dinner, make your knees start to buckle

Kick your feet up woman, take it easy for a second

Be at peace for a moment

I got my wallet on me, and that ain’t no bluff

They feel up their feelings quick

When you fill up the gold ones

I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a little time on it

Never mind your friends, spend it all on you

I got this money on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a long time on it

And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you

New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil

Is your hair right?

And what do you know?

She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much

She love Fear of God, but she really fearin' love

When it be hot, I get you with a chauffeur

Shouldn’t be drivin' baby, I ain’t sober

Would I be out of line if I came over?

Cause don’t nobody know ya like I know you

I said please, time to have sex

Time is my chords and mine a Rolex

Yeah, never mind what folks say

They know my net worth, my gross is grotesque

One hope for a minute

TMZ flicking me, you my ghost for a minute

Back in the building, I’m rollin' Backwoods for my dogs

Talk to my niggas and I mean Robyn and Melissa

I’m too cool to trip off a chick who gold diggin'

Too much on Balmain, that’s too many zippers

Too many women don’t get my potential

I’m like Bishop Tutu with 2Pac aggression

It’s on me is it the vibe or the low?

You memorize the monologue

Dig it?

I’m tryna get impromptu yeah

I do this for real

You do this a little

You knew I come through, my laptop got that Hulu

Run through your hula hoop, no 'Netflix and Chill'

Hear your phone girl, why you not replyin'?

Oh my God, stop fuckin' lyin'

I got my wallet on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a little time on it

Never mind your friends, spend it all on you

I got this money on me, all eyes on us

One hand on the moon

Both eyes on you

And I’mma prolly OD

Spend a long time on it

And never mind your friends, I spend it all on you

New shit from Bergdorf, new shit from Virgil

Is your hair right?

And what do you know?

She love that Saint Laurent, it’s never too much

She love Fear of God', but she really fearin' love