Blow the Pickle (Explicit) - Ambjaay/Wiz Khalifa

Lyrics by：Ambjaay/Cameron Thomaz/BryTavious Chambers/Todd Shaw/Jeffrey Phillips/Jonathan Smith/Craig Love/LaMarquis Jefferson

Composed by：Ambjaay/Cameron Thomaz/BryTavious Chambers/Todd Shaw/Jeffrey Phillips/Jonathan Smith/Craig Love/LaMarquis Jefferson

Ambjaay/Too $hort/Lil Juice：

Blow the whistle

Blow the whistle

Blow the whistle

Blow the whistle

Tay Keith f**k these n***as up

Ayy it cost to live like this you heard me

Ambjaay：

Ayy blow the whistle

How'd this b***h get in such a pickle

Choppa gon' erase a n***a up like a pencil

Cute face fat a*s with some dimples

Man I'm bleedin' on this b***h like a minstrel

Spin that a*s like the fan on the ceiling

No Popeyes b***h I'm gettin' chicken

She wanna f**k 'cause a young n***a trippin'

Put the d**k in her out man her tooth ain't got fillin's

AMB independent

Scream my name when I'm in it

Jumpin' out the gym man I feel like Blake Griffin

B***h I go ham I ain't talkin' Thanksgiving

Gettin' head like I'm fitted

Get the cash then I'm dippin'

Ambjaay/Wiz Khalifa：

Is it me or is it you

You can tell if she's a got her name in her hoops

Chillin' with the gang that got b***hes in the coupe

Fell in love with the dank she blow the d**k like a flute

Timberland man I give a b***h a boot

She wanna rock on the cock like a n***a Uncle Luke

B***h I'm too hot they gotta blow me like some soup

Don't worry 'bout me worry 'bout you

Okay

I'ma do what I do

Wiz Khalifa：

B***h I'm the truth

They tell me I'm greedy I'ma need you you and you

They come when I'm leavin' only two seats in the coupe

Come f**k with the leader I heard your n***a is a loser

Baby girl a chooser

Not about my music

N***a talkin' s**t don't get your baby daddy bruised up

We just had a couple shots and now she's gettin' in the mood to f**k

Tryna beat it up I ain't in the mood for love

So f**k your Valentine

I'm your busy n***a I don't have the time

It's difficult enough tryna balance mine

In the club and I'm standin' on the couch

When we go back to the crib I'm tryna put it in your mouth

Ambjaay/Wiz Khalifa：

Is it me or is it you

You can tell if she's a got her name in her hoops

Uh uh uh uh

Chillin' with the gang that got b***hes in the coupe

Fell in love with the dank she blow the d**k like a flute

Timberland man I give a b***h a boot

She wanna rock on the cock like a n***a Uncle Luke

B***h I'm too hot they gotta blow me like some soup

Don't worry 'bout me worry 'bout you

I'ma do what I do

Ambjaay：

Fell in love with the loot

Follow the leader you only tough in a group

Ballin' on n***as I'm MVP when I hoop

I'm f**kin' her good I beat the p***y 'til it's noon

Blow the whistle blow the pickle

Shake that a*s make it clap make it wiggle

Is it me or is it you

You can tell if she's a got her name in her hoops

Chillin' with the gang that got b***hes in the coupe

Fell in love with the dank she blow the d**k like a flute

Timberland man I give a b***h a boot

She wanna rock on the cock like a n***a Uncle Luke

B***h I'm too hot they gotta blow me like some soup

Don't worry 'bout me worry 'bout you

I'ma do what I do

Ambjaay/Lil Juice：

Tay Keith f**k these n***as up

B***h