Hot Revolver Video (MV)

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