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What's The Move lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Maxo Kream and SNSTBLVD)
Sledgren
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Ooh, I got a band or two
Baby, tell me what's the move
Diamonds wet, come take a cruise
They ain't walkin' in my shoes
Trying, they gon' lose
I don't make excuses
Parked the old one pull up in my new shit
Pull out all my diamonds and them broads gon' lose it
Spend the night with me, now the broad wanna move in
I be on my Queen Khalifa kush, no bullshit
Just one button when I start my car, just push it
I'm with Young Maxo, we be on some hood shit
I just took what you spent on your crib and put it on my wrist
I just took my girl and introduced her to another bitch
Started from the bottom, I had nothing, now I'm gettin' rich
Used to be with Sledgren, he was down to empty out the clip
Now we out in Hollywood rolling up another zip
Who the fuck you with?
Diamonds I got different colors
Police coming, we ain't tellin'
Pack is loud, my kush is yellin'
I can get the whole floor, at the telli
Living like I'm Makaveli
White Benz ike in Belly
Ooh, I got a band or two
Baby, tell me what's the move
Diamonds wet, come take a cruise
They ain't walkin' in my shoes
Trying, they gon' lose
I don't make excuses
Parked the old one and pull up in my new shit
Pull out all my diamonds and them broads gon' lose it
Spend the night with me, now the broad wanna move in
[Maxo Kream:]
[?] Maxo see I'm groovin'
My pockets fat like [?]
Johnny Dang, fifty on my chain, I bought a Cuban
Diamonds playing peek-a-boo, I snatch a hoe like Pikachu
I give and go, no pick and choose
Crisp C-notes, my money blue
OG gas bag reefer, I slang that Wiz Khalifa
Bust down AP two-tone with a yellow bone diva
Bitch a perfect Mona Lisa, tell me have you seen her
Like Venus and Serena, indica, sativa
Bad bitch like Meagan Good
No swishers, we smokin' wood
She suck me and slurp me good
Been pimpin' my money good
Big crippin', it's understand
I be thumbing through them bands
You wanna do shit but you can't
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Ooh, I got a band or two
Baby, tell me what's the move
Diamonds wet, come take a cruise
They ain't walkin' in my shoes
Trying, they gon' lose
I don't make excuses
Parked the old one and pull up in my new shit
Pull out all my diamonds and them broads gon' lose it
Spend the night with me, now the broad wanna move in
[SNSTBLVD:]
Wake up early in the morning, breakfast with my fruit
She came in with him but she love the way I move
Anything he can do, I can do it too
Everything [?] Gucci on my shoes
Come back to my backyard, I show you the rules
You could take your drugs, I'm rolling jays by the two
Stripper [?] got her feet in the pool
Stars on the ceiling when we go back to my room
Millions lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Never gon' fall on my job
I'ma always go real real hard
Never gon' turn on my dogs
Everything I do for me and my squad
Shorty keep calling my phone
Thinking I want her but we don't get along
Papers or out of a bong
Everything I smoke real real strong
I don't get regular dome
Come to my crib, that's a real big home
I don't do nothing but cones
Hit the weed once and you will get stoned
I'm in the building, I'm with the millions
More than a little bit
I'm rolling more than a little bit bro
I did a real big show
I made a lil bit of growth
Young but I still get dough
My niggas still kick doors
Y'all niggas still rent yours
My shit is all paid for
Hop in the car, take off
Get a new broad, smash off
I just got all cash, dog
I'm rich and they cut me a paycheck
Came straight to the top from the basement
My time is money, got 'em wasted
I roll the weed up and she taste it
You prolly end up where my place is
Pulled up with a bag full of faces
Full of faces
Full of faces
Now she look in amazement
Never gon' fall on my job
I'ma always go real real hard
Never gon' turn on my dogs
Everything I do for me and my squad
Shorty keep calling my phone
Thinking I want her but we don't get along
Papers or out of a bong
Everything I smoke real real strong
I don't get regular dome
Come to my crib, that's a real big home
I don't do nothing but cones
Hit the weed once and you will get stoned
I'm in the building, I'm with the millions
More than a little bit
I'm rolling more than a little bit bro
[A Boogie Wit da Hoodie:]
Yeah, I know the Hills feel good
But so what, I'm still real hood
She told me the pill still good
You don't have to squeal, it feels good, yeah
Adderall pills feel good, yeah
I know they would kill for a bill, yeah
Made a couple million off the deal, yeah
But I'm still in my hood, yeah
Drop top coup in my hood, yeah
I get money, I'm good, yeah
I break hearts but I'm in love, yeah
Superbad like McLovin
I'm so good at switching subjects
I count up and make 'em upset
Purple check, I pour more Perc's, yeah
Purple drink, got syrup on deck
And everything that I said, you probably don't care
I'm only thinking about you 'cause you're not here
And I came in a Lamborghini, it ain't fair
Amiri jeans, prolly got a hundred damn pairs
Hoodie on, trust me it's a nightmare
Put a bullet on his ass 'cause I don't fight fair
Putting on my glove, feelin' like Mike, yeah
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Never gon' fall on my job
I'ma always go real real hard
Never gon' turn on my dogs
Everything I do for me and my squad
Shorty keep calling my phone
Thinking I want her but we don't get along
Papers or out of a bong
Everything I smoke real real strong
I don't get regular dome
Come to my crib, that's a real big home
I don't do nothing but cones
Hit the weed once and you will get stoned
I'm in the building, I'm with the millions
More than a little bit
I'm rolling more than a little bit bro
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
On Top lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. aimeeags)
Doubt me, doubt me, doubt me, doubt me
Diamonds pressing all up on my chest, mhm
Fuck with me, you fuckin' with the best, mhm
No sleep, I don't get no rest, mhm
Lot of ink covering my flesh, mhm
Stay out in the west but I run my city
Shorty got a friend, they can both come with me
We gon' roll up, pour a drink, get tipsy
Rolling up a J screaming "R.I.P. Nipsey"
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, doubt me
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, I'll be on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Grind everyday, I don't get no break
I be up early trying to get this cake
Brought enough weed so we all get baked
Brought enough gin so we all get straight
Always on time, I don't call in late
Niggas mad, look at all this hate
Big bud, you don't call this shape
Wizzle Man, what you call him? Great
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, doubt me
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, I'll be on top
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, doubt me
Even when they doubt, when they doubt me, I'll be on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
Twenties at the bottom, hundreds on top
When they doubt me, doubt me
When they doubt me, I'll be on top
When they doubt me, doubt me
When they doubt me, I'll be on top
POV lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Rubi Rose)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
P-O-V, P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
Hit it from the back, that's my favorite P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
Shorty brain game different, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
Then I hit it from the side, watch me slide
P-O-V, P-O-V
Then we hit a new position, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
(Okay!)
Turn the camera on, I wanna see you do it solo
Throw some D's on it, make it bounce like a Lolo
Did it free once, said you won't do it no more
Fuck a rich nigga, might get a little promo
Only number one so you gon' be a star with it
Got a nigga he be texting but he need to call with it
I'm a pimp and I'm limp, she gon' leave the mall with it
Tired of medium, you need a large and I'm the one with it
Hit it from the back, I'm her favourite P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
Shorty brain game different, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
Then I hit it from the side, watch me slide
P-O-V, P-O-V
Then we hit a new position, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
[Rubi Rose:]
Ass up, face down, kiss it from the waist down
Make that nigga bus bus, greyhound
Look me in my eyes while you lick between my thighs
Better eat it like you grown, boy don't play 'round
Kitty so wet, you might just drown in the shit
You know I always get my way like I be frownin' and shit
You say you beat the pussy up but do you leave it black and blue?
Your favorite rapper's face is in my lap, you know my point of view, bitch
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Hit it from the back, that's my favorite P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
Shorty brain game different, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
Then I hit it from the side, watch me slide
P-O-V, P-O-V
Then we hit a new position, she on T-O-P
Top, she on top
(Okay!)
P-O-V, P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
P-O-V, P-O-V
This Time Around lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Just the wind in my hair from the top 'cause I got it down
Booking flights for myself, it's just me when I'm out of town
And that my heart breaks everytime I see your face
Wish I could make you smile this time around, this time around
This time around, this time around
This time around, this time around
This time, I ain't skipping over it this time
I ain't missing out, I'ma get mine
Looking back like "Damn, it was just time"
This time, I won't be feeling nothing, I'll be just fine
Take the perfect shot, I ain't gon'' misfire
This time, everything is aligned if you just being defined
Just the wind in my hair from the top 'cause I got it down
Booking flights for myself, it's just me when I'm out of town
And that my heart breaks everytime I see your face
Wish I could make you smile this time around, this time around
This time around, this time around
This time around, this time around
And around we go
You ain't with me unless we both got a pound to blow
Before you met me, wasn't even around the smoke
Now you be rolling it up and blowing it down for sure
You say it's been a minute
You love it when I'm in it
You never wanna finish
You say it's been a minute
You love it when I'm in it
You never wanna finish
Don't play, you want the business
Hearts been broken
Truths been spoken
Peaceful thinking
Minds been opened
Hold you in my arms
Keep you here with me
Don't wanna let you down
So I can make you smile this time around, this time around
Time around, this time around
Time around, this time around
Trap Nap lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Saxl Rose)
I got big plans for you, spending big racks
I'ma mix this with that
Little weed, a little liquor, shorty ass fat
Bring it here and bend it over, I'ma tap that
Smoke a joint and pass, I call it a trap nap
Pillow talking to that bitch who got a bad rep
I can't put you on my team 'less you an asset
Smoking kush, I'm on the stuff don't wanna pass that
In my duffle, I can't stay up out my bag yeah
Give her dick, I'm never filling up her Cash App
I put my new bitch on chronic, we ain't alcoholics
But we getting bottles and we drinking all this
I remember back then they used to sleep on us
Didn't hit us back, wouldn't hear a peep from 'em
When I hit the ground told myself to keep running
Now these niggas mad and they got the weak stomach
I'm just tryna call Pharrell for that Richard Mille
Putting kushy in the air, make sure you inhale
Hop back up in the town and got insecure
Shorty back it on me now while I pull your hair
I got big plans for you, spending big racks
I'ma mix this with that
Little weed, a little liquor, shorty ass fat
Bring it here and bend it over, I'ma tap that
Smoke a joint and pass, I call it a trap nap
Pillow talking to that bitch who got a bad rep
I can't put you on my team 'less you an asset
Smoking kush, I'm on the stuff don't wanna pass that (okay)
She a Toronto girl and she know how to roll up
I hit the six and like the weather I be froze up
She smell the kushy in her nose, I just tell her touch her toes
Brought another [?] with, that means it's four of us
We getting a penthouse so come up a couple floors
We ordering another course, you smell the weed through the doors
We rolling up and drinking, this ain't no shit you ain't done before
Don't even gotta say I'm that nigga 'cause you been well informed
Take a shot, now we on another level
Say you down you lose control if I let you
And as long as I don't treat you like you one of them other bitches
You gon' show me all the reasons that you special
I got big plans for you, spending big racks
I'ma mix this with that
Little weed, a little liquor, shorty ass fat
Bring it here and bend it over, I'ma tap that
Smoke a joint and pass, I call it a trap nap
Pillow talking to that bitch who got a bad rep
I can't put you on my team 'less you an asset
Smoking kush, I'm on the stuff don't wanna pass that
Villa lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I'm smokin' making 'em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin' (When we step in the buildin')
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard they on me and they worried 'bout my paper trail
I’m at work while you goin' on vacation there
We smokin' on the shores in Jamaica
Versace robe, Balenciaga windbreaker
Come to weed, I own acres
You niggas fallin' off, need replacements
We each own our Porsche down the streets racin'
Gotta keep one eye out for leechers, swingin' for the bleachers
Bad bitch with some real features
Waitin' for my time I ain't reachin'
Joint filled up with bomb weed
Can't walk a mile in my sneaks
I'm stoned on an island full of freaks
My niggas got millions on they mind, drink liquor all the time
Fuck bitches in they prime
Drive car with switches, count tons of riches
Always stay committed
Gettin' on the plane, make sure my company name bigger
Roll up the strain, turn on the beat and I pain't pictures
They understand me and see me clear as a movie is
Value the process, wether I lose or win
Jheeze, my wrist below thirty degrees
Weed from California, my bitch come from Belize
Rollin' trees, there ain't a seat in here
Tryna get y'all to think the same way as the millionnaires
When it's all said and done, we the niggas who never run
They spendin' up all the funds, gotta save for my son
The waittress just hit the bottle, we poppin' off everyone
Smokin' weed and the motto was all that we got is trust
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I'm smokin' making 'em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin' (When we step in the buildin')
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard the [?] and they worried 'bout my paper trail
I map work while you goin' on vacation there
Sixteen hours flight to Brazil
When I get there shit is real
Got a lot of beautiful women
But they money's what appeal to me
I know exactly how it feel
Say I've been here before, I know to me it ain't enough
Games I don't play with 'em
They be so mad 'cause after I fuck I don't stay
Fuck around, got another one on the way
If she give me an attitude
I'm killin' stage, the crowds of fans that would laugh at you
I'm rollin' up, while you can't smoke, I'ma pass a few
We gettin' money, the niggas with me they havin' too
Eatin' steak and shrimp, hotels tell us that we can't smoke, ain't that a bitch?
Come to my room and we gon' blow the whole zip
Security might come up but they won't trip
And if they do, I'ma walk out and I'ma talk to that nigga like
"Hmm, it's nice to meet you sir, I'm Young Khalifa
If you don't mind, I'ma spark this weed up
I know you got some family members you can call that I can take a picture for, yeah I'll be glad to meet 'em
It ain't my fault, you can take it or leave it
You smell the kush, so it's not a secret"
Ain't the one you wanna look around and you not on the team with
I'm a boss, I be on some G shit
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I'm smokin' making 'em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin' (When we step in the buildin')
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard the [?] and they worried 'bout my paper trail
I map work while you goin' on vacation there
They don't make 'em like they used to
The way me and my gang move around the world like we ain't got a thing to prove
Why you worried about who's who?
We takin' trips goin' to beaches
And spend the money on dinners and places we thought we'd never be
Experiencin' things we thought we'd never see
Was hated on heavily
Now our girls look heavenly
And you can tell it's me, just by the smell
Our own kush to inhale, the McQeen shots to celebrate the times when we couldn't be here
Rollin' up another paper to elevate my mind
Not knowin' if the owner's cool or not
I just got a show to do and a bunch of fans to meet
So if I'm not in my best mind state, how you expect me to do my best?
Thank you, I'ma continue smokin' now
Prayin' to make it home is an understatement
But I know God got my back
He wouldn't give me more than I could handle
I just gotta step up to the play, and be a boss when the time comes
Who wants to chase success and run from their real responsibilities at the same time?
That sounds like hustlin' backwards to me
But I'm tryna hold it down, 'til we back in the villa again
Above Average lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Young Deji)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yeah, yeah
Can't imagine bein' average
Reppin' my gang 'til I'm in the casket
Diamonds rings, don't mean to be flashin'
One of 'em straight, one of 'em nasty
Love when they strip, I love when they classy
Niggas be fake, these niggas be plastic
And I've been cakin' if you askin'
There's the fake and there's the real, you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no competition
Shawty ass kinda swole, she bend it over, I'm tippin'
I'm up early in the morning 'cause you know we be grindin'
Do anything for my dawgs, just let me know the assignment
Need a jet, need a check, with a whole bunch of commas
If I step for the now I get a whole bunch of profit
Niggas used to holdin' choppers, now we smoke out with doctors
Money bulgin' out my pocket, if you want it I got it
We don't do regular problems, stay away from the gossip
Runnin' up them bank deposits, new bitch straight out of college
Nigga this is real life, this ain't no cops or robbers
All my niggas from the bottom and they wanna move proper
All I know is do it big, that's what I seen as a toddler
Stay the fuck up out the way, you hang around you get caught up
You niggas broke, you always with some niggas fuckin' the product
You the type that can't do right because no one ever taught him
Always late to catch a flight, I never rush to get on
I've been trappin' all night then I'm up early in the mornin'
Can't imagine bein' average
Reppin' my gang 'til I'm in the casket
Diamonds rings, don't mean to be flashin'
One of 'em straight, one of 'em nasty
Love when they strip, I love when they classy
Niggas be fake, these niggas be plastic
And I've been cakin' if you askin'
There's the fake and there's the real, you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no competition
Shawty ass kinda swole, she bend it over, I'm tippin'
Droppin' the top, I'm at the roof
Everything is exclusive
Even down to my bitch, you with one that's ran through
I just stick to the code, I ain't makin' the rules
If you niggas still broke, there really ain't no excuses
Pull up in the four-door,all my niggas pull out them coupes
Wipin' off my prints quick 'cause they investigate clues
Niggas see what's on my neck, and give respect for jeweler
Tell 'em I don't need a script 'cause every day like the moves
I don't wear it on me, got no idea what I've been through
Smell a lot of KK on me, hit the block and spin through
Know I smoke a lotta gas, so I gotta refuel
Hit 'em once and then I pass, I'ma hardly reuse
Kept it solid, rep the gang, 'cause that's what a G do
If you 'bout money, rollin' up and countin' hunnids me too
You could tell by all the times we keep on winnin', we up
I could smoke a pound a day and by the night I reup
Can't imagine bein' average
Reppin' my gang 'til I'm in the casket
Diamonds rings, don't mean to be flashin'
One of 'em straight, one of 'em nasty
Love when they strip, I love when they classy
Niggas be fake, these niggas be plastic
And I've been cakin' if you askin'
There's the fake and there's the real, you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no competition
Shawty ass kinda swole, she bend it over, I'm tippin'
[Young Deji:]
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
You ain't foolin' me (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
I ain't average
I'm not average (Not average)
You ain't foolin' me (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
They know that I ain't average
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
And they ain't foolin' me
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
I'm not average (Not average)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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