TWO HI (WAVES)

[Chorus: Channel Tres & Free Nationals] Less talking, more motion, waves (Waves) We sailing, the world's our ocean, waves (Waves) They searching, web surfing just to ride our (Wave) 'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (Wave) Waves, waves (Wave) [Verse 1: Channel Tres & Free Nationals] Shit, I was thinking to myself, a nigga get paid a lot I used to stay looking for work, sleep in a car parking lot You know I'm worth more than that The Dior suitcase put Compton on the map Cops patrolling, shit's so potent You know I'm holding that, mmm They talking, talking, ain't talking 'bout shit C-walkin', walkin' above the ocean I don't know, I'm getting pulled by the current Don't see nothing when I pull back the curtain (Ooh, ah-ooh-ah) [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Free Nationals & JasonMartin] Whole crowd, hands up, just reaching That’s what I call the wave (Wave) Time keeps ticking No point in tryna wait (Wave) Me and my girl invited to the party We showing up fashionably late (Wave) Baby wanting to meet with the boss (Wave) But don't even know what it take (Wave, what?) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] I don't even take pictures no more When I go fire places, it's corny I don't even talk to girls no more when I go out 'Cause really they bore me You're too drunk and too horny I got shit to do in the morning (And I can't see me slowing down this train for you) [Chorus: Channel Tres & Free Nationals] Less talking, more motion, waves (Waves) We sailing, the world's our ocean, waves (Waves) They searching, web surfing just to ride our (Wave) 'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (Wave) Waves, waves (Wave) [Post-Chorus: Free Nationals] The drugs had me talking to myself (Talking to myself) Lift my eyes to the hills which come my help (Help, help, help, help, help) Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way 'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave [Verse 3: DJ Quik] Females, y'all think y'all slick Manizers, desires to be rich I've seen some things, I know the games Raised in a home with nine siblings, all sisters, no misters, mayne Now this the thang I won't be played by no dame You fuckin' with me then you feel the same 'Cause everything else is obviously lame [Chorus: Channel Tres & Free Nationals] Less talking, more motion, waves (Waves) We sailing, the world's our ocean, waves (Waves) They searching, web surfing just to ride our (Wave) 'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (Wave) Waves, waves (Wave) [Post-Chorus: Free Nationals] The drugs had me talking to myself (Talking to myself) Lift my eyes to the hills which come my help (Help, help, help, help, help) Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way 'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave [Bridge: Free Nationals] Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh (Today, hide away) [Outro: George Clinton & Free Nationals] Yo, this is George "Dr. Funkenstein" Clinton Saying beware of the chupacabra Bloodsucker of livestocks, some bad motherfuckers Horrifying creatures, that lurks in the dark Hoping to catch you suckers slipping Beware of the chupacabra (Ooh)