Lyrics:

(Hook)

Yea uh uh..
DC chillin, PG chillin, My name wale and I came to get it, came to get it, came to get it, My name Wale.

Shiet..They aint got swagga like I. Hundred twenty five on my muhfuckin _?_ stuntin in some other _?_ I got Phil Night askin me how I get dem
Dont talk about the cars ya'll got. You say you got a lot of whips..well I got ALOT! I got the right to be cocky, hear so much good disc jockeez jock me.
You niggas mad cause you not me. I remain a giant and you Jeremy Shocky. And if you aint heard me probably, if you speak garbage then we no copiche. DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to da ceilin, stuntin in my billion-air Here on my billionair frames that's money on my mind. WALE!

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Yea yea, I said New Yok Chillin, Shy town chillin. My name Wale and I came to get it,came to get it, came to get it, my name Wale an I.. Yea they keep sayin Wale but my name Wall-A. Hoes call me Mr Neva wear the same thing. You redundant you neva eva change, shit im the same way M.I.A. And me cool n dre get high like planes. Ya man Wale in his own damn lane,cant control the box you in no mills lane you aint heard DC till sardines came. Ha..and I made ya'll love it, we neva cop \'please\', but you dont cop nothin. Police come around dont nobody say nothin, and you be with the cops you niggas is McLovin. Dock with us or we bust it, till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen. District of Columbia you Bernie Mack funny, I aint scared a nona-YA!

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Yea. 305 chillin, LA chillin my name Wale and I came to get it, came to get it, came to get it my name Wale and I...

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DC chillin, PG chillin, My name wale and I came to get it, came to get it, came to get it, My name Wale.