Lyrics Rotation - Wale , 2 Chainz , Wiz Khalifa
Ooooh...
tryin′
to
stay
in
my
zone
Watching
enemies
close;
they
be
doing
the
most
So
I
go
through
the
motions,
yeah...
(Yeah,
2 Chainz!)
Good
head
is
my
motivation
Gas
her
up
like
a
service
station
Purple
drank
on
you
perpetratin'
While
you
perpetrating,
I′m
renegotiatin'
Ah,
let
me
think
about
it...
Ah,
it's
like
a
bank
around
me
When
the
soldiers
with
me
it′s
like
a
tank
around
me
And
I
don′t
like
niggas
saying
"can't"
around
me
- I
define
the
odds
Two
Glock
nines
is
my
bodyguards,
ain′t
nothing
slick
to
a
can
of
oil
Roll
up,
I'm
high
as
fuck,
some
of
you
niggas
ain′t
try
enough
Some
of
you
niggas
ain't
buy
enough,
you
smoking
good,
put
your
lighters
up
Uh,
a
nigga
like
me
don′t
smoke
blunts
so
I
keep
those
joints
in
rotation
Bad
bitches
calling
the
radio,
keep
my
joints
in
rotation
Keep
throwing
money
on
her
ass,
she
keep
that
joint
in
rotation
First
I'm
in
a
car
and
then
another
car,
I
keep
them
joints
in
rotation
And
I'm
hella
faded
- getting
elevated
She
give
me
them
good
brains
- I′m
getting
well
educated
Soon
as
them
hoes
see
my
car,
they
wanna
jump
right
in
If
you
see
my
crib,
you
would
think
I
was
Malibu
Ken
Pour
a
shot
or
two
of
gin,
go
and
invite
a
few
friends;
We
done
tried
a
few
things
now
you
tryna
move
in
You
ain′t
gotta
dude
and
so
I
got
a
few
fans,
I'm
a
roll
a
few
grams
and
follow
through
with
the
plan
Hold
up!
Pour
some
gin
in
her
cup
- she
taking
shots
Bend
her
down
to
the
front
- she
taking
shots
One
more
to
get
my
lungs
warm,
two
more
to
get
me
numb
to
it
Let
me
tell
you
niggas:
feel
this,
he′ll
realize
I
gotta
deodorize
all
the
unsure
Made
millions
with
Shawn
Corey,
(Chief)
a
lot,
shout
out
(Reese)
and
them
Shout
out
Gleesh
and
Lil
Meech,
and
peach
Ciroc,
can't
see
a
nigga
writing
like
an
old
sharpie
Like
a
nigga
out
the
globe,
with
a
nigga
throwed,
like
a
cornerback
in
the
flat,
nigga
in
the
zone
Like
an
ornament
on
a
tree,
home
in
the
tree;
how
you
gonna
eat?
Carnivores
need
beef;
well
I
need
Beats
Been
doing
this,
been
proving
it,
now
these
niggas
give
it
up
like
they
do
at
Lent
I
just
be
like
"Yep!"
then
I
get
a
rest,
haters
trying
to
fuck
with
me,
give
′em
nuts
like
a
stewardess
Ooooh
(hahaha)...
tryna
stay
in
my
zone
(heh)
I
ain't
ready
to
go,
and
I
thought
I
was
on
′Til
I
seen
Puffy
Combs
(Whattup
Puff?)
Five
blunts,
nigga
fired
up,
nigga
might
slide
off
with
y'all
joint
I
got
some
later
joints,
and
now
joints,
I
got
emergency
hoes,
like
firetrucks
You
a
wannabe
clone,
you
never
authentic,
you
never
boss
up,
we
never
see
y'all
out
You
be
frontin′
too
hard,
you
ain′t
viagra,
you
just
wanna
be
hard
'til
you
see
all
us,
ho
![2 Chainz, Wale & Wiz Khalifa - B.O.A.T.S](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/f/v/z/j/TDVidujzVf.jpg)
1 We Own It
2 Rotation
3 Feds Watching
4 When I Feel Like It
5 Pour It Up
6 Gold Rush
7 Bubble Butt
8 Get This Money
9 Bugatti
10 Give It To You
11 Chris Tucker
12 Headband
13 U.O.E.N.O
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