The Manipulation Pt2
Wale · Other Songs - Wale
that hit it and gone tomorrow but this forever love
lemme mine ya til ur vagina is wet enough
and fill ur mind with pleasant thoughts of champagne by ya tub.
rose petals as u walk. u kno the floor dont need ta see ya.
i got that good stroke come be my mona lisa.
ya see them other guys pay they mind to ur physical features
and i can admire ya body but ya mind is much deepa
and i found me a keepa
and i found me a winner.
and i found me a queen. what we eatin for dinner?
u kno i cook it and clean it and do wateva for ya.
black motha of the earth u kno i forever owe ya
i will never ignore ya cuz im foreva loyal
lets fall in love lemme put my seed in ya soil
see itd be a honor to create life wit ya
can i lay right wit ya?
and wake u up wit light kisses?
goodmorning sunshine see the more i see ya eyes is
the more that i admire ya.
whenever u tired i be right there beside the pillow talkin confide
make ya secrets all mine may i sleep between ya thighs
and wake up deeply in
ur heart in ur mind for foreva and repeat when we get up?
i aint even gon front girl i think u is the one
so lets fall asleep with the moon and i will greet u with the sun
*seinfeld skit*
That scurry love, never get married love.
I got that fuck u and make u love me temporary love
i jus pick and roll these hoes
idk even know these hoes
i cut em first cut em deep i fuckn sheryl crow these hoes.
have that pussy like some water hose.
and ima need to cum first yea yall turn be optional
modify ur posture hoe mothafuck a casa no u cant see mi casa
we gon rock at this econolodge
u kno im stickin to that proper code.
strapped up lock and load
go stiff that condom broke.
i aint no baby father hoe, fuck that baby father shit.
i dont respect no brain unless we talkin thats a lot of spit
hoe i got a lot of bread lot of whips lot of chicks
u can be demolished and be gone without acknowledgement.
this is how it gotta be this how i gotta live i dont
care about ur drive unless u talkn ridin dick.
u is jus a groupie bitch and groupie bitch i am sick,
sick of women treatin men like that lotto ticket
my shit aint no scratch and win.
u jus tryna get over so baby get over.
.here and get it open get it open get it open get it open....
The Manipulation Pt2
Wale's 'The Manipulation Pt2' stands as a testament to his intricate lyricism and command of the hip-hop landscape. Emerging from an era defined by his exploration of personal ambition and complex relationships, the track showcases his signature blend of introspection and rhythmic flow. Throughout his discography, Wale has consistently delivered recordings that balance commercial appeal with substantive storytelling. This song reflects his ability to navigate themes of control and emotional dynamics, hallmarks of his broader musical identity. As part of his extensive body of work, it contributes to a catalogue known for its depth and engagement with contemporary R&B and rap influences. The recording remains a notable song for listeners appreciating the nuanced delivery and thematic richness that characterize Wale's artistic output.

