Ab-Soul – Wifey vs Wi-Fi /// P.M.S Lyrics ft. BR3
Man, I hate quoting Jay-Z
Cuz is just too tight
Is he a Blood is he Crip?
Is he that, is he this?
Will he do it? You know
it!
Cuz is just too tight
Is he a Blood is he Crip?
Is he that, is he this?
Will he do it? You know
it!
“Uh, ay, man”
Now every time I say “it” it’s in reference to my dick
You can suck it if you want to
Every time I say “it” it’s in reference to my dick
And you can suck it m***********g b***h
Now every time I say “it” it’s in reference to my dick
You can suck it if you want to
Every time I say “it” it’s in reference to my dick
And you can suck it m***********g b***h
Listen b***h
When it’s in you the sentiment is incredible
Winter fresh even, I even undress your winter clothes
When it’s out, instead of worrying about where it’s at
You’d rather rack your cap about where it’s going or where it’s been
Where are we going? I’m beginning to see an end
Don’t bring Larry King in this
Sniff the evidence on my clothes
And go through my cell phone and
Now I’m in jail for leaving out a few details, oh well
When it’s in you the sentiment is incredible
Winter fresh even, I even undress your winter clothes
When it’s out, instead of worrying about where it’s at
You’d rather rack your cap about where it’s going or where it’s been
Where are we going? I’m beginning to see an end
Don’t bring Larry King in this
Sniff the evidence on my clothes
And go through my cell phone and
Now I’m in jail for leaving out a few details, oh well
It’s wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi
Got some n****s in the pen that really gotta face time
She just bitching cause I missed her Facetime
It’s wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi
Got some n****s really having issues in the cell
She just bitching cause them other b*****s in my cell, oh well
Got some n****s in the pen that really gotta face time
She just bitching cause I missed her Facetime
It’s wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi, “ay” wifey or WiFi
Got some n****s really having issues in the cell
She just bitching cause them other b*****s in my cell, oh well
Oh well
I guess she wanna go to war then
I guess we should warn the warden
Oh well, oh well
I guess she wanna go to war then
I guess we should warn the warden
Oh well, oh well
Alright I want you to tweet me right now if you’re using your third iPhone
It’s wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi
It’s wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Oh I hit you with the hash back
Ay
It’s wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi
It’s wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Oh I hit you with the hash back
Ay
My n***a lil’ Riley got into it with his mommy
They be fighting all the time so I ain’t pay it no mind
He said – “God, she could really be the devil” I said “Chill”
He smacked his teeth and sHook/Chorus his head and said – “No, for real!
You know I love her but she could really be a pain in the ass
Matter fact, f**k that, pull out your jack real fast
Real s**t my n***a
Now glance at the keypad
This that mind boggling s**t you like to throw in your raps
And this might be your best yet
Notice how every number represents three letters of the alphabet
Like 2 is A-B-C, 3 is D-E-F, 4 is G-H-I”
I said – “I get it, alright!”
He said – “Now trip off this –
Listen to me Soul
I know you off the s***s but I’ma need you to get a grip”
I said – “Be serious”
He said “Dial M-O-M”
What a hella coincidence, it was 6-6-
They be fighting all the time so I ain’t pay it no mind
He said – “God, she could really be the devil” I said “Chill”
He smacked his teeth and sHook/Chorus his head and said – “No, for real!
You know I love her but she could really be a pain in the ass
Matter fact, f**k that, pull out your jack real fast
Real s**t my n***a
Now glance at the keypad
This that mind boggling s**t you like to throw in your raps
And this might be your best yet
Notice how every number represents three letters of the alphabet
Like 2 is A-B-C, 3 is D-E-F, 4 is G-H-I”
I said – “I get it, alright!”
He said – “Now trip off this –
Listen to me Soul
I know you off the s***s but I’ma need you to get a grip”
I said – “Be serious”
He said “Dial M-O-M”
What a hella coincidence, it was 6-6-
All because of this penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate?
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
See this penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate?
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
Look, there’s sixty seconds left
I’ma have to get back later
Ya boy chasing this penitentiary paper
Tell my momma “stay on point”
Your phone hit her on three-way
Then f**k it I’ma hit her on that other joint
First term n***a
But I did it like a vet
Hung up the phone, and when I asked – “Who had next?”
It was one of the lifers, all nest with no neck
Gotta stay with my striker, no n***a is no threat
I swipe my knife on the under
But I can still hear it in my ear when he said – “That’s right youngster
Just stay focused
Sleep with your ears open
Beat ’em with a long-handled spoon when you deal with smokers”
I sag low when I walk the yard, hold my head high
Yaddada to them bay n****s
Me, I’m from the west side
Looking for a gram to steal
Cause I’m tryna’ get high
Thinking bout my fake ass b***h on the outside
Out of sight, out of mind, s**t, oh my
Long as the n***a make the paper when he doing time
Right look, f**k it I’m lying
I’m just retrying to hold out
Thought of some trick running dick in my b***h
I’ma have to get back later
Ya boy chasing this penitentiary paper
Tell my momma “stay on point”
Your phone hit her on three-way
Then f**k it I’ma hit her on that other joint
First term n***a
But I did it like a vet
Hung up the phone, and when I asked – “Who had next?”
It was one of the lifers, all nest with no neck
Gotta stay with my striker, no n***a is no threat
I swipe my knife on the under
But I can still hear it in my ear when he said – “That’s right youngster
Just stay focused
Sleep with your ears open
Beat ’em with a long-handled spoon when you deal with smokers”
I sag low when I walk the yard, hold my head high
Yaddada to them bay n****s
Me, I’m from the west side
Looking for a gram to steal
Cause I’m tryna’ get high
Thinking bout my fake ass b***h on the outside
Out of sight, out of mind, s**t, oh my
Long as the n***a make the paper when he doing time
Right look, f**k it I’m lying
I’m just retrying to hold out
Thought of some trick running dick in my b***h
My penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate?
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
For God’s sakes, why did I have to lose the case?
I kept it real, and I ain’t never been fake
I’m feeling like Biggie when he lost faith
Look, hold up