Hot Revolver

Young Moula, baby Hmm, Young Moula, baby She says, do you have the time To listen to me whine She's askin' who's on the other line? You diss me every time I tell her, baby I'm a star Shit, I'm above the stars And now I done got so high I done forgotten who you are Uh-uh, oh wow, oh wow Uh-uh, oh wow, oh wow Uh-uh, oh woah, oh woah Uh-huh, oh woah, oh woah I tell her I'm in love with you But I can't be with you Tomorrow I'll be back Up on the first flight Right up out of town Young Moula, baby Hop back in my spaceship Girl, I gotta drop your ass off Last night, yeah, we was spaced Girl, you love it But, girl, I gotta take off Looks like I'ma be here next week So call your company and take off And she say, "Wayne you ain't shit" She got me all impatient Cry me a river I can hear my conscience while I sail off Boy, you got a problem (a problem) And you ain't foolin' no one but yourself You're like a hot revolver (hot revolver) But you ain't killin' no one but yourself And Tunechi's gonna find someone to love And you go by yourself, so all alone I told her, I can be with her But I can't be with her As much as she'd like me to She like me too much That's the problem Oh my God, then shorty be wylin' And when I say I got to leave You wouldn't believe All of the things that she'll do And all of the things That she'll say to make me stay And I be like, "Damn" I'll be back someday But she wanna go with me To outer space So we made love in the Milky Way And then I sent her on her way Boy, you got a problem (a problem) And you ain't foolin' no one but yourself You're like a hot revolver But you ain't killin' no one but yourself And Tunechi's gonna find someone to love And you go by yourself, so all alone