Talk To Ya (feat. Chevy Woods) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa/Chevy Woods

Written by：Cameron Thomaz/Eric Dan/Kevin Woods

Yeah so I seen her from afar

I'm saying to her come over to the car

She like you some kind of star

I'm like naw naw naw chill chill

Nam saying that's that name

I figure id put a little bit of this game all in her brain

I told her I ain't gone hold you

Damn sure ain't tryna control you

But I'll mold ya

She looked at me like she ain't believe me

So I figure I show ya

Said she never felt like this before

When I'm home we get it on I'm on the road she miss the ball

And you thick for sure know how to work them hips right

Level with my swisher says I show her how to twist right

And when I gotta make moves she keeps her lips tight

Tell her that the money stacked so she let me get right

And that sex get good on them late nights

Nothing but thumbs up like a hitch hike

Yes I'm the sh*t like

You ain't never heard of

And you know how I do

Act like you don't but now I learn ya

I'm talking about teaching ya

How about schooling ya

Go and do your thang gimme brains I'll tutor ya

So many of them lames

A real niggas something new to ya

Now your telling all your friends what I do to ya

But it's cool ya know I leave her spine broke

When I'm up inside make her breath and hit a high note

Like

Yeah so I'm standing on the corner

Shorty ride through she pushed the whip like ya know

Me and my ni**a wiz blowing on that good I'm like

We gotta stop shawty see jump out

And now I approach her

Like whats your name

You get the picture shorty I really like your frame

That coke bottle shape and them Asian eyes

Your half black and half you ain't gotta tell the guys

Sh*t wonder why I approached her

I wanna get to know ya but I ain't trying to hold you

Back from all your dreams and high hopes

You smell that mami

Yeah that's real smoke

Listen I got plans too

You know how your man do

Ill get close before I try to cuff hands boo

Your for your latest shidd

Yeah that's my favorite

Room lit like Vegas

He point like pay them

Mami ya body amazing

Lights off no cable

I found out she a mind freak like Chris angels

Bending over tables giving her all she handles

I swear to god her room sounded like this damn sample

Yesss I seen my man cad the hustla over there on something bad

I mean bad so I mean I finish rolling up my w**d

Hop out the car I see a couple of little ones

Over there looking kind of lonely ya kno

I'm saying not preferably one she looking at me

I seen her smiling and all that

Like she know who a ni**a is

So you know what I do I walk straight up to her like

Ey ey shorty I just wanna talk to ya

Usually keep it moving but I had to stop for ya

And let you know any thing less than me is not for ya

No time to waste I got patience like a doctor do

And this may be a lot for you

So why don't you fall in

Hit some of this w**d and soak it all in

Got game like the ball in

And we balling going state to state call me rawlings

Look dawg I ain't tryna start nothing

She laughed and said that you kinda star or something

I'm like nah I'm playing with you ma I'm fronting

They call me young wiz

Get up in my car or something

We could talk about your day why I'm cigar stuffing

Here's my phone give me a number that I can call or something

Get you back to your crib and have the walls jumping

Screaming at the top of your lungs like