Jay Rock what's good?
Haha, we label mates nigga I shoulda been jumped on this shit
But it's all good I'm a take care of it
Start like
I started out lil' nigga with a dream
Now I'm on but it still ain't what it seem
'Cause now I got more money
More niggaz rather see me somewhere on the floor then the ceiling of this thing
But I can give a damn what a little nigga think
I pop more champagne, peel another sweet
Catch Wiz skinny ass chillin' on the beach
Cut my own hoes off, I ain't deal with them in weeks
I pray to God every night before I go to sleep
To let her know I'm safe, kiss my mother on the cheek
My little sister grown, little cousin tall as me
And I'm proud 'cause he ain't fuckin' round in the streets
The fans love the old school sound that I bring
You like jab-work, I pound on the beat
And bein' from Pittsburgh they sayin' they concerned
With tryna make a lame 'cause my sound is unique
I love when a nigga talk down, think it's sweet
You couldn't play me if you was acting and seeing
The haters can't see 'em, the money's in the way like traffic
Pistolvania is straight action
I'm from the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Where niggaz ain't workin jobs
They only option is to hustle
They feel like they gotta get it
Not all about it then fuck you
You ain't someone that I grew up with
So why you think I would trust you?
Real talk like a dictionary
They say life's a bitch, I'm married
And we make love, she fuck other niggaz tho
Can't keep up, you haters to slow, oh
Yea budy
That's how it is
That's it, that's all
Hahahaha, yea bitch
OK, hahaha
Great To Be There (Outro) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yea man
It's ya boy
Young Khalifa man
Wiz Khalifa
Whatever the fuck you wanna call me
and uh, its '09, Star year, yea
So we gone do this like this
Taylor Gang
Heavy Hustle and all that
Uh Um
[VERSE 1:]
New Money, New Car, New Crib
And You Gone Need Luggage Cause This Nigga's A Trip
Need To Buyer, Frequent Flyer
Loose Chains with it, Need Some Pliers, Get A Grip
And Me Im On The Suppliers Sitting Wit
Got A Blunt Rolled
Keep Me A Dime Wit Sitting Bitch
Im Mr.Space, Sign Niggas Like Elroy
And My Bills Big Face Like Hellboy
They Say Im Guaranteed To Blow Young Steroid
And I Get It Gone, My New Home Is The Airport
Wake Up In A New City And Stay
Party All Night, Then Go To Sleep On A Plane
Yea.
And It's Mill To Ice Grillz
Saying All You Wants A Picture
But Nigga Im Tryna Chill
Lot Of Speculation Since A Nigga Signed A Deal
But For All Y'all That Hold Me Down For Real
I Wanna Thank Ya
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2:]
I Ain't Make Your Front Page Or Your Top Ten
Im Not A Hipster Plus I Heard Rocks In
First Flight On The Way, But 'Til It Drops Then
Im Peroxiding The Cut, Getting It Popping
A New Year, Got A Couple Shows Locked In
Couple Of Important Folks Doing Some Talking
Im With The Stars And Niggas Who Go Hard
Getting Chavo
Niggas Duckin' From Rosado
Checking Battery Life Now, Charging My iPhone
I Do It Big, You Just The Shit In Your Time Zone
I Switch Those Like Clothes
Charm Like A Computer With A Virus Whos Mind Froze
Whoa
I Get Alot Of Whole Hate, Whole Lot Of Hoes
Spend A Whole Lot Of Cake On A Prod Of Clothes
When You Mention My Name, They Ain't Gotta Know
This For Thinking They Ought Of Know
I Wanna Thank Ya
[CHORUS]
It's ya boy
Young Khalifa man
Wiz Khalifa
Whatever the fuck you wanna call me
and uh, its '09, Star year, yea
So we gone do this like this
Taylor Gang
Heavy Hustle and all that
Uh Um
[VERSE 1:]
New Money, New Car, New Crib
And You Gone Need Luggage Cause This Nigga's A Trip
Need To Buyer, Frequent Flyer
Loose Chains with it, Need Some Pliers, Get A Grip
And Me Im On The Suppliers Sitting Wit
Got A Blunt Rolled
Keep Me A Dime Wit Sitting Bitch
Im Mr.Space, Sign Niggas Like Elroy
And My Bills Big Face Like Hellboy
They Say Im Guaranteed To Blow Young Steroid
And I Get It Gone, My New Home Is The Airport
Wake Up In A New City And Stay
Party All Night, Then Go To Sleep On A Plane
Yea.
And It's Mill To Ice Grillz
Saying All You Wants A Picture
But Nigga Im Tryna Chill
Lot Of Speculation Since A Nigga Signed A Deal
But For All Y'all That Hold Me Down For Real
I Wanna Thank Ya
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2:]
I Ain't Make Your Front Page Or Your Top Ten
Im Not A Hipster Plus I Heard Rocks In
First Flight On The Way, But 'Til It Drops Then
Im Peroxiding The Cut, Getting It Popping
A New Year, Got A Couple Shows Locked In
Couple Of Important Folks Doing Some Talking
Im With The Stars And Niggas Who Go Hard
Getting Chavo
Niggas Duckin' From Rosado
Checking Battery Life Now, Charging My iPhone
I Do It Big, You Just The Shit In Your Time Zone
I Switch Those Like Clothes
Charm Like A Computer With A Virus Whos Mind Froze
Whoa
I Get Alot Of Whole Hate, Whole Lot Of Hoes
Spend A Whole Lot Of Cake On A Prod Of Clothes
When You Mention My Name, They Ain't Gotta Know
This For Thinking They Ought Of Know
I Wanna Thank Ya
[CHORUS]
I'm A Star lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Johnny Juliano)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
See there's a big difference between the star life and your life hahaha me I live the star life you smell it when I come through...
Yeahhhh what up taylor gang! yup, it's the captain of the spaceship... star power... young khalifa man... mr spacely
[Verse 1:]
Yeah and you know that but you can't stand I, t out of this world I'm from a different planet,
See how I landed?, big ol chain on, tight ass white tee, black chuck tays on, I make great songs, my shit classic, see ya'll cd... walk right passed it, calm me acid that's how I do ya'll heat niggas up till I can see right through ya'll, never slipped out goons right by me, hear niggas talk shit but they don't try me can't do front door don't got I.d straight up the elevator to the V.I.P, drink my drink up, blow my weed smoke, bitch don't say shit let my team poh, bout my money you see me grinding, there go a hater YOU SEE ME SHININ?
[Chorus:]
When I come through watch me put my game on, fresh from my head down big ass chain on this my life it's gon shine bright, yaa I am a star looks like my car they know who I am I'm seeing it from a far don't act like you know I know just who you are admit it or you don't cause baby I'm a star
[Verse 2:]
Rocks in my charm look like boulders young rich so my hos much older, me I'm cleaned up, tats all over, know I'm getting it. home girl told her? no not sober, need my weed lit, keep my blunt rolled, ain't no secret, roll like 3 zips, me and po run, brand new guccis, big ass chain on, where my plane goin? down Miami, sun gon tan me, palm trees fan me, takin pictures where my fans be, niggas sit down, they can't stand me straight from the burgh taylor gang my family, hustle heavy that's why we cakin, get my shine on that's why they hatin, as soon as I pull up ya'll can't say shit
See there's a big difference between the star life and your life hahaha me I live the star life you smell it when I come through...
Yeahhhh what up taylor gang! yup, it's the captain of the spaceship... star power... young khalifa man... mr spacely
[Verse 1:]
Yeah and you know that but you can't stand I, t out of this world I'm from a different planet,
See how I landed?, big ol chain on, tight ass white tee, black chuck tays on, I make great songs, my shit classic, see ya'll cd... walk right passed it, calm me acid that's how I do ya'll heat niggas up till I can see right through ya'll, never slipped out goons right by me, hear niggas talk shit but they don't try me can't do front door don't got I.d straight up the elevator to the V.I.P, drink my drink up, blow my weed smoke, bitch don't say shit let my team poh, bout my money you see me grinding, there go a hater YOU SEE ME SHININ?
[Chorus:]
When I come through watch me put my game on, fresh from my head down big ass chain on this my life it's gon shine bright, yaa I am a star looks like my car they know who I am I'm seeing it from a far don't act like you know I know just who you are admit it or you don't cause baby I'm a star
[Verse 2:]
Rocks in my charm look like boulders young rich so my hos much older, me I'm cleaned up, tats all over, know I'm getting it. home girl told her? no not sober, need my weed lit, keep my blunt rolled, ain't no secret, roll like 3 zips, me and po run, brand new guccis, big ass chain on, where my plane goin? down Miami, sun gon tan me, palm trees fan me, takin pictures where my fans be, niggas sit down, they can't stand me straight from the burgh taylor gang my family, hustle heavy that's why we cakin, get my shine on that's why they hatin, as soon as I pull up ya'll can't say shit
Feels Good lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh uh uh uh my friends roll lexus and benzs and spend instrumendous uh like those endless business niggas from the start was already hot no prob openin shop the flow ready rock so many tryna knock my hustle half of ya'll don't ain't even got no hustle I'm into livin good so I bring heat with the flow just how a nigga should come between me and my dough I wish a nigga would roll O's and cigarillos my black rim low the way I stack indo attract nymphos cats sick tho to impress by how that honey walk me I'm trying come up on some ways to make that money talk sink or swim I'm a hungry shark and I want it all cribs and a foreign car all tomorrow I could be gone tomorrow that's why I grind like it's my last day hundred fuckin roaches in my ash tray.
[Chorus:]
Now I know I ain't livin right... but it feels good [x4]
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh huh uh my weed kicks like jet lee flicks test me kid slap shots like gretzky hits the best kept secret yes he is the cats out the bag I puff puff and I pass you dumbfucks and I laugh what you hatin for why you just standing outside what you waitin for I'm blowin on and 8th or more touring for my paper boy before I hit the club I need a blunt a two a three a four bad bitches thirsty for stars with mad riches wanna ride with em rest they head on televisions I don't bag bitches they hop in you just follow and you bag bitches you're not a pimp I was schooled by the best of em now they cuttin checks for him ain't gettin money then it's prolly for the rest of them somethin like a legend when I? what I wrote be in the big cloud from the blunts that I smoke...
[Chorus]
Uh uh uh uh my friends roll lexus and benzs and spend instrumendous uh like those endless business niggas from the start was already hot no prob openin shop the flow ready rock so many tryna knock my hustle half of ya'll don't ain't even got no hustle I'm into livin good so I bring heat with the flow just how a nigga should come between me and my dough I wish a nigga would roll O's and cigarillos my black rim low the way I stack indo attract nymphos cats sick tho to impress by how that honey walk me I'm trying come up on some ways to make that money talk sink or swim I'm a hungry shark and I want it all cribs and a foreign car all tomorrow I could be gone tomorrow that's why I grind like it's my last day hundred fuckin roaches in my ash tray.
[Chorus:]
Now I know I ain't livin right... but it feels good [x4]
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh huh uh my weed kicks like jet lee flicks test me kid slap shots like gretzky hits the best kept secret yes he is the cats out the bag I puff puff and I pass you dumbfucks and I laugh what you hatin for why you just standing outside what you waitin for I'm blowin on and 8th or more touring for my paper boy before I hit the club I need a blunt a two a three a four bad bitches thirsty for stars with mad riches wanna ride with em rest they head on televisions I don't bag bitches they hop in you just follow and you bag bitches you're not a pimp I was schooled by the best of em now they cuttin checks for him ain't gettin money then it's prolly for the rest of them somethin like a legend when I? what I wrote be in the big cloud from the blunts that I smoke...
[Chorus]
Hero Freestyle lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
It's yoooouuuung Khalifa man
Alotta ya'll thinkin it's your time but I'll tell you it's taylor gang season
Gotta man so they tryin talk bad but I don't care cause mother fucker I'm eatin
And my city got faith in me cause I give em sum1 to believe in
Tell me I'm a HEERRROOO a young mother fuckin HEEERRROOO
The best when I'm flowin get goin no way I can stop
Superhuman strength but don't show it so call me hancock
Benny off of sandlot I pick on the beast
Represent my citys streets when I shit all over beats
Young p park how I stick to a track man
The way I make hits you should call me the batman
I'm more like a jetson cause nigga I'm spacely
I'm eatin like pac man you playin like jacks and
A roll model but gotta keep me some weeds
We're all ridin with a superhero dime I call her g girl
Know I'm a star and my car is parked outta the world
And my diamonds kinda remind my mama of sea world
Homie you niggas got zero
They say they need someone to come and change the game well I'm a mother fuckin
HEEERRROOOO
A young mother fuckin
HEEEERRROOOO
No cape I'm tatted up to my face
I know more than half of you niggas fake
Like a mystery men rolll a swisher sweet then
I gets I'll t milly tell em I'm bad news
I straight runnin shit punishin', Frank Castle
I'm like tony without the iron suit
I put that mother fucker on ain't no tellin where I'm goin
My pedal to the floor you'll never be in my lane
Can't remember my name they notice me from my chain let's go
I'm young wizzle I'm a get this thing poppin
This year my cd gon be the sickest thing droppin
Makin money off a rap you niggas need options
The way I get that green they say I be green goblin
I became bossman ya'll remain lame now I'm somewhere get in tan smokin swisher sweets coughin
Fresh like a body yea a body in a coffin
Might as well take you back to 97 I'm the bomb like blouw
Alotta ya'll thinkin it's your time but I'll tell you it's taylor gang season
Gotta man so they tryin talk bad but I don't care cause mother fucker I'm eatin
And my city got faith in me cause I give em sum1 to believe in
Tell me I'm a HEERRROOO a young mother fuckin HEEERRROOO GIIIIRRRLLLLLL.
Alotta ya'll thinkin it's your time but I'll tell you it's taylor gang season
Gotta man so they tryin talk bad but I don't care cause mother fucker I'm eatin
And my city got faith in me cause I give em sum1 to believe in
Tell me I'm a HEERRROOO a young mother fuckin HEEERRROOO
The best when I'm flowin get goin no way I can stop
Superhuman strength but don't show it so call me hancock
Benny off of sandlot I pick on the beast
Represent my citys streets when I shit all over beats
Young p park how I stick to a track man
The way I make hits you should call me the batman
I'm more like a jetson cause nigga I'm spacely
I'm eatin like pac man you playin like jacks and
A roll model but gotta keep me some weeds
We're all ridin with a superhero dime I call her g girl
Know I'm a star and my car is parked outta the world
And my diamonds kinda remind my mama of sea world
Homie you niggas got zero
They say they need someone to come and change the game well I'm a mother fuckin
HEEERRROOOO
A young mother fuckin
HEEEERRROOOO
No cape I'm tatted up to my face
I know more than half of you niggas fake
Like a mystery men rolll a swisher sweet then
I gets I'll t milly tell em I'm bad news
I straight runnin shit punishin', Frank Castle
I'm like tony without the iron suit
I put that mother fucker on ain't no tellin where I'm goin
My pedal to the floor you'll never be in my lane
Can't remember my name they notice me from my chain let's go
I'm young wizzle I'm a get this thing poppin
This year my cd gon be the sickest thing droppin
Makin money off a rap you niggas need options
The way I get that green they say I be green goblin
I became bossman ya'll remain lame now I'm somewhere get in tan smokin swisher sweets coughin
Fresh like a body yea a body in a coffin
Might as well take you back to 97 I'm the bomb like blouw
Alotta ya'll thinkin it's your time but I'll tell you it's taylor gang season
Gotta man so they tryin talk bad but I don't care cause mother fucker I'm eatin
And my city got faith in me cause I give em sum1 to believe in
Tell me I'm a HEERRROOO a young mother fuckin HEEERRROOO GIIIIRRRLLLLLL.
Bankroll lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Courtney Noelle)
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes.
Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow.
I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro.
Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(Yeah) See me I was cheifin' on my reefer getting blowed.
In my home alone that's when Sledgren hit my phone, he said Wizzle what you doing [?]
I said we should hit the club, I could swing thru & grab Motor cuh you just hit money up.
Then I jumped in the shower, took me bout an hr, smoked a blunt of ray then put on my star power.
All black Chuck Tays, some Armani frames, 15 carats in my chain bitch I'm heavy in the game.
In my truck I'm switching lanes, feel that beat off in my trunk.
I'm smokin' Mary Wayne, I speed off to the hood & we gone roll about 10 blunts 'fore I'm ready.
I'm spending all this cash up tonite, if you let me.
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(So much fuckin' money I don't know what to do with it. Haha yeahh)
I tap my horn once, I tap again.
This nigga must not hear me, I OOOWOOP he let me in.
I meet up with my mens, then dip out to the spot.
The whole Khalifa gang, 10 cars deep off in the lot.
You [?] off in the front, we creepin' thru the back.
And we gone blow some stacks, them hoes ain't know how to act.
No I.d. I'm underage but far from underpaid.
I'm fresh to death, stay fly until I'm sleep off in a grave.
(Until I'm sleep off in a grave)
You got them hoes you fuck with groupies that I used to know.
Say you gettin' money man, now money's what I choose to blow.
Finna pop some bottles, scream I'm thru.
Came to shut the club down (club down) so make some room. I'm...
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(Ohh, it's finna pop off now. Haha, yeahhhhhhh bitch)
Now we in the club, hear the DJ scream my name.
He shout out Heavy Hustle cause the DJ know my gang.
I'm standin' on the couch in V.I.P. I swing my chain.
The DJ play my song, I throw my cheese & go insane.
And I got what they need, they come & shake it for a boss.
These hoes just out here choosin' homie take it as a lost.
Sweat comin' out my pores (pores) this Patron got me heated.
Security know what it is with me, I'm gettin' weeded.
The hoes say I'm conceited. Niggas say I'm a fool.
My chain is fuckin' freezey, this shit is kinda cool.
And I'm the kind of dude to walk behind ya boo, tell her fuck ya man, I'm the man what you tryna do [?]
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow.
I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro.
Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(Yeah) See me I was cheifin' on my reefer getting blowed.
In my home alone that's when Sledgren hit my phone, he said Wizzle what you doing [?]
I said we should hit the club, I could swing thru & grab Motor cuh you just hit money up.
Then I jumped in the shower, took me bout an hr, smoked a blunt of ray then put on my star power.
All black Chuck Tays, some Armani frames, 15 carats in my chain bitch I'm heavy in the game.
In my truck I'm switching lanes, feel that beat off in my trunk.
I'm smokin' Mary Wayne, I speed off to the hood & we gone roll about 10 blunts 'fore I'm ready.
I'm spending all this cash up tonite, if you let me.
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(So much fuckin' money I don't know what to do with it. Haha yeahh)
I tap my horn once, I tap again.
This nigga must not hear me, I OOOWOOP he let me in.
I meet up with my mens, then dip out to the spot.
The whole Khalifa gang, 10 cars deep off in the lot.
You [?] off in the front, we creepin' thru the back.
And we gone blow some stacks, them hoes ain't know how to act.
No I.d. I'm underage but far from underpaid.
I'm fresh to death, stay fly until I'm sleep off in a grave.
(Until I'm sleep off in a grave)
You got them hoes you fuck with groupies that I used to know.
Say you gettin' money man, now money's what I choose to blow.
Finna pop some bottles, scream I'm thru.
Came to shut the club down (club down) so make some room. I'm...
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
(Ohh, it's finna pop off now. Haha, yeahhhhhhh bitch)
Now we in the club, hear the DJ scream my name.
He shout out Heavy Hustle cause the DJ know my gang.
I'm standin' on the couch in V.I.P. I swing my chain.
The DJ play my song, I throw my cheese & go insane.
And I got what they need, they come & shake it for a boss.
These hoes just out here choosin' homie take it as a lost.
Sweat comin' out my pores (pores) this Patron got me heated.
Security know what it is with me, I'm gettin' weeded.
The hoes say I'm conceited. Niggas say I'm a fool.
My chain is fuckin' freezey, this shit is kinda cool.
And I'm the kind of dude to walk behind ya boo, tell her fuck ya man, I'm the man what you tryna do [?]
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby I'm a star & you already know that I'm gettin' bankroll (bankroll [x10])
Dope Boys Freestyle lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I'm off that weed boy
Swisher sweets no phillies (yeah)
Young khalifa man, (uh huh)
What up to the whole west coast
I had to do this one man
It's mr. 4-1 uh, yeah
Young guy come to write beats I'm the baddest
Everything tatted
Call me young travis
Taylor gang till the day I get buried
I'm next up to bat watch the game get buried
And don't take that line for something it's not
Cause I don't beef I feed off of hip hop
Rocks in my wrist watch
Blunts with the best smoke
Pittsburgh nigga hit n' rob em on the west coast
Here young boss (boss)
I'm a boss too (too)
I'm what they want (want)
Call me A-1
All my hoes on point like a ray gun (gun)
Got a tattoo on her that say young
And I don't rock jays
Only five o' one jeans and all black chuck tays
And I don't know the game (game)
But I know this beats one of the hardest (yeah)
They should have never got young started
Let's go
Starpower's in the building
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, taylor gang's in the building
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, taylor gang
Yeah yup, taylor gang's in the building
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, Starpower's in the building
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup
What up taylor gang
It's starpower
Wiz khalifa
Yup
Problem what up nigga
You know what it is man
We fitting to fly out
I told you niggas I was gonna go in
What you thought?
I was playin?
Nope (nope)
Swisher sweets no phillies (yeah)
Young khalifa man, (uh huh)
What up to the whole west coast
I had to do this one man
It's mr. 4-1 uh, yeah
Young guy come to write beats I'm the baddest
Everything tatted
Call me young travis
Taylor gang till the day I get buried
I'm next up to bat watch the game get buried
And don't take that line for something it's not
Cause I don't beef I feed off of hip hop
Rocks in my wrist watch
Blunts with the best smoke
Pittsburgh nigga hit n' rob em on the west coast
Here young boss (boss)
I'm a boss too (too)
I'm what they want (want)
Call me A-1
All my hoes on point like a ray gun (gun)
Got a tattoo on her that say young
And I don't rock jays
Only five o' one jeans and all black chuck tays
And I don't know the game (game)
But I know this beats one of the hardest (yeah)
They should have never got young started
Let's go
Starpower's in the building
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, taylor gang's in the building
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, taylor gang
Yeah yup, taylor gang's in the building
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, talyor gang
Yeah yup, Starpower's in the building
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup, starpower
Yeah yup
What up taylor gang
It's starpower
Wiz khalifa
Yup
Problem what up nigga
You know what it is man
We fitting to fly out
I told you niggas I was gonna go in
What you thought?
I was playin?
Nope (nope)
So High lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Niggas always ask me why I get
I tell 'em mind they fuckin' buisness
I'm tryna' find a couple Swishers
I think I bought a box and don't remember
They watchin' this boy
You see that smoke comin' out my windows?
I keeps Urkle like the Winslows
You smell purple when the wind blows
Don't know how I wake up sober
I got to sleep
Can't even keep my eyes open
'Member first time I tried smoking, Wiz
Damn near thought I'z gone die chokin'
Smoke Kush, so that's probably why I look
Eye's gettin' red, mouth all dry
My memory, yo
[Interlude]
Took a trip out to Cali
And man I've never been
Before or even after dat
Me and my niggas roll 'em back to back
Until we get
Yeahh
On the road roll thirty blunts before a show
They like how do you perform
I say this is what I duz
You could say yeah, I love mah drugs
Matter uh fact roll another one
Calm mah buzz
I get er'body in this bitch
Brought the Chronic
Er'body get a spliff
Don't smoke, get a tiny little whiff
And be feelin'
Smoking in my car
Don't even know to drive my whip
Roll another one when the first blunt's lit
My energy, yo
It's fadin away
Yeahh
You know, keep that cloud a smoke
Man, stay rollin' up them Swishers
Pullin' out dat bag
I tell 'em mind they fuckin' buisness
I'm tryna' find a couple Swishers
I think I bought a box and don't remember
They watchin' this boy
You see that smoke comin' out my windows?
I keeps Urkle like the Winslows
You smell purple when the wind blows
Don't know how I wake up sober
I got to sleep
Can't even keep my eyes open
'Member first time I tried smoking, Wiz
Damn near thought I'z gone die chokin'
Smoke Kush, so that's probably why I look
Eye's gettin' red, mouth all dry
My memory, yo
[Interlude]
Took a trip out to Cali
And man I've never been
Before or even after dat
Me and my niggas roll 'em back to back
Until we get
Yeahh
On the road roll thirty blunts before a show
They like how do you perform
I say this is what I duz
You could say yeah, I love mah drugs
Matter uh fact roll another one
Calm mah buzz
I get er'body in this bitch
Brought the Chronic
Er'body get a spliff
Don't smoke, get a tiny little whiff
And be feelin'
Smoking in my car
Don't even know to drive my whip
Roll another one when the first blunt's lit
My energy, yo
It's fadin away
Yeahh
You know, keep that cloud a smoke
Man, stay rollin' up them Swishers
Pullin' out dat bag
Weed Roller lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Kev Da Hustla)
It's Young Khalifa Man Taylor Gang or die (ahyeah)
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
That's good weed and she knows so she don't fuck up my swisher she roll that thing that hit hard like a kicker [?] I hit the bed and then I get to twist her (twist her) like my swisher (swisher) and she my weed roller (roller) a 50 box she rolled 'em I was like damn (damn) she lit the first one up like you know who I am my weed roller she only good for three blunts then it's over
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
She know I need that weed as soon I come home off the road to make it easy on me she got one already rolled a nice long swisher (swisher) and shes a good twister (twister) yeah I got one that will roll my weed for me (and she don't smoke so that's more weed for me No I can't front this shawty got me impressed (yes) make a cigar look like a cigarette
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
That's good weed and she knows so she don't fuck up my swisher she roll that thing that hit hard like a kicker [?] I hit the bed and then I get to twist her (twist her) like my swisher (swisher) and she my weed roller (roller) a 50 box she rolled 'em I was like damn (damn) she lit the first one up like you know who I am my weed roller she only good for three blunts then it's over
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
She know I need that weed as soon I come home off the road to make it easy on me she got one already rolled a nice long swisher (swisher) and shes a good twister (twister) yeah I got one that will roll my weed for me (and she don't smoke so that's more weed for me No I can't front this shawty got me impressed (yes) make a cigar look like a cigarette
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Shes my weed roller
And when I'm with her guarantee I'm never sober (sober) she know exactly what I need she keep them swishers (swishers) the way she rolling up that weed I gotta keep her (keep her) I gotta keep her
Star Power lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro:]
Turn Me Up A Little Bit Mark... (YEEEAAAHHH)
It's young Khalifa Man, Star Poweerr
Taylor Gang Or Diiee It's Star Year Get Used To It (Uhh Huh)
[Verse 1:]
Uh, Feel Like The Sky Is The Limit And Nuthin Come Easy Gotta Grind Till You Get It (Gotta Grind baby), They Say The Star Life Is Addictive And Me I'm So High I'm Flyin defying Physics,
I'm Wearin Hundered Dollar Draws No Flaws, Wizzel On A Hands free call young Boss, (The Young Boss) Blackberry Ringin, Side Kick Buzzin, Got Ma Money Right, Can't Tell Me Nuthin, If I Said I Wasent All In, I Be Lieing Like A Lady Who's Fallin, Chain Sick And The Watch Face Swollen, See Me Now Wish Id Go Back To Tha Old Him, But Wizzel Won't Change For Tha World... I Live Life Fast And Any Day Could Be Your Last, Blow Ten Stacks And Go Need Get It Back Ina Hour,
Is What Tha Fuck I Call Star Power Let's Go...
[Chorus: x2]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In your City every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)
[Verse 2:]
Yep It's Good livin Got Me Open,
Make You Feel Like You Took A Hit Up When I'm Smokin, The High Life Yee Thass Ma Life Need It's Possible To Die Twice, But Chu Only Live Once So I'm a Live It Up Pop Bottle After Bottle Rollin Kush Filled Blunts (That's Good Shiiiet)
I Feel Like Iv Been Chosen And I Don't Fix It If It's Broken I Buy a New One... (HaaHaa) The Way I Blow Hundreds Make People Say They Shoulda Never Gave Niggas Money, (YEEEH) If You Was Me Id Garanteed Youd Do Tha Same Thing, Cop Anything When You Want It... (Star Power) They Say Fame The Most Dangerous Drug... I Play With It Now I Can't Get Enoughh!
And Came Up A Customer But Now I'm The Supplier
And That's What I Call Star Power Let's Go!
[Chorus:]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In Every City And Every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)
[Outro:]
Yee Man It's Your Boy Wizzel Here, Lotta People Come Up To Me Askin Me, Yo Wizz... whatchu You Got All Dem Tatttoo's For... What If You Gotta Get A Job, I Say I Got A Job BITCH I Ink Ma Whole Body I Don't Give A Mutha FUCK I'm a STAR!... AHHA
Turn Me Up A Little Bit Mark... (YEEEAAAHHH)
It's young Khalifa Man, Star Poweerr
Taylor Gang Or Diiee It's Star Year Get Used To It (Uhh Huh)
[Verse 1:]
Uh, Feel Like The Sky Is The Limit And Nuthin Come Easy Gotta Grind Till You Get It (Gotta Grind baby), They Say The Star Life Is Addictive And Me I'm So High I'm Flyin defying Physics,
I'm Wearin Hundered Dollar Draws No Flaws, Wizzel On A Hands free call young Boss, (The Young Boss) Blackberry Ringin, Side Kick Buzzin, Got Ma Money Right, Can't Tell Me Nuthin, If I Said I Wasent All In, I Be Lieing Like A Lady Who's Fallin, Chain Sick And The Watch Face Swollen, See Me Now Wish Id Go Back To Tha Old Him, But Wizzel Won't Change For Tha World... I Live Life Fast And Any Day Could Be Your Last, Blow Ten Stacks And Go Need Get It Back Ina Hour,
Is What Tha Fuck I Call Star Power Let's Go...
[Chorus: x2]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In your City every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)
[Verse 2:]
Yep It's Good livin Got Me Open,
Make You Feel Like You Took A Hit Up When I'm Smokin, The High Life Yee Thass Ma Life Need It's Possible To Die Twice, But Chu Only Live Once So I'm a Live It Up Pop Bottle After Bottle Rollin Kush Filled Blunts (That's Good Shiiiet)
I Feel Like Iv Been Chosen And I Don't Fix It If It's Broken I Buy a New One... (HaaHaa) The Way I Blow Hundreds Make People Say They Shoulda Never Gave Niggas Money, (YEEEH) If You Was Me Id Garanteed Youd Do Tha Same Thing, Cop Anything When You Want It... (Star Power) They Say Fame The Most Dangerous Drug... I Play With It Now I Can't Get Enoughh!
And Came Up A Customer But Now I'm The Supplier
And That's What I Call Star Power Let's Go!
[Chorus:]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In Every City And Every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)
[Outro:]
Yee Man It's Your Boy Wizzel Here, Lotta People Come Up To Me Askin Me, Yo Wizz... whatchu You Got All Dem Tatttoo's For... What If You Gotta Get A Job, I Say I Got A Job BITCH I Ink Ma Whole Body I Don't Give A Mutha FUCK I'm a STAR!... AHHA
Ink My Whole Body lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro:]
Yeah...
Whaddup Taylor Gang,
Starpower...
It's star year.
You know what it is!
[Chorus:]
Ink my whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink my, ink my, whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink, ink my, whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink, ink my whole body, ink, ink my whole body...
[Verse 1:]
Got so many tats. you can't even count 'em up
In the shop ery'week, I can't seem to get enough
My aunt said my skin too clean to mark it up
But I'm a' "ink my whole body, I don't give a motherfuck"
I'm blowin' purp., no shirt
Windows down, screamin' "cash rules", showin' off my tattoos
Hoes spazzin' when they see me
Run up on me starstruck, askin' can they read me
See Matt and told 'em "Sleeve me"
Heard your man gotta' star tat. and tryin' to be me
I make it look easy, people say I'm crazy
Body marked up like a wall in the 80's
Speakers scream loud like a car full of babies
Chain's so sick, think my charm came with rabies
All I heard these days is (I think you're goin' overboad with it)
I ain't addicted, I'm committed,
It's Wizzle man...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Got stars over here, little star over there
Stars everywhere, 'cause nigga' it's star year
The name star power, my jewelry star bright
The tat. on my face say I'm livin' the star life
And by the way, you know it's Taylor Gang
So as you see us, I'm inked up, from my feet up
I keep blunts flickin', new tats. ichin'
Black chucks coppin', new shit droppin'
I'm the one they call young,
Body marked up like the subway in harlem.
Niggas say it's "hard", white people think it's awesome
Chest, neck tatted, whole sleeve on my arm done
They say I look like Tyga man
I put some lime in the swisher sweet & twist it all up
Can't wear a shirt, the bitches lift it all up
I'm tattin' my body, 'til I filled it all up
[Chorus x2]
Yeah...
Whaddup Taylor Gang,
Starpower...
It's star year.
You know what it is!
[Chorus:]
Ink my whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink my, ink my, whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink, ink my, whole body, I don't give a motherfuck,
Ink, ink my whole body, ink, ink my whole body...
[Verse 1:]
Got so many tats. you can't even count 'em up
In the shop ery'week, I can't seem to get enough
My aunt said my skin too clean to mark it up
But I'm a' "ink my whole body, I don't give a motherfuck"
I'm blowin' purp., no shirt
Windows down, screamin' "cash rules", showin' off my tattoos
Hoes spazzin' when they see me
Run up on me starstruck, askin' can they read me
See Matt and told 'em "Sleeve me"
Heard your man gotta' star tat. and tryin' to be me
I make it look easy, people say I'm crazy
Body marked up like a wall in the 80's
Speakers scream loud like a car full of babies
Chain's so sick, think my charm came with rabies
All I heard these days is (I think you're goin' overboad with it)
I ain't addicted, I'm committed,
It's Wizzle man...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Got stars over here, little star over there
Stars everywhere, 'cause nigga' it's star year
The name star power, my jewelry star bright
The tat. on my face say I'm livin' the star life
And by the way, you know it's Taylor Gang
So as you see us, I'm inked up, from my feet up
I keep blunts flickin', new tats. ichin'
Black chucks coppin', new shit droppin'
I'm the one they call young,
Body marked up like the subway in harlem.
Niggas say it's "hard", white people think it's awesome
Chest, neck tatted, whole sleeve on my arm done
They say I look like Tyga man
I put some lime in the swisher sweet & twist it all up
Can't wear a shirt, the bitches lift it all up
I'm tattin' my body, 'til I filled it all up
[Chorus x2]
Boarding Pass lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Ladies and gentleman
My name's Wiz Khalifa and I'm so damn gooooood...
[Funny Laugh]
I earn niggas respect before the cash came
You try me get a ticket I'm in the fast lane
I keep the bigger picture in the glass frame
Plus my city on my back like it's a motherfuckin last name
Where you goin when the driver know your last name
And first class ain't much different than the last plane
Say we the same but I'm nothin like you guys
I'm a freakin fly taylor gang don't drink n drive
Die... Now everybody's mourning I think we runnin' outta liqour bring some more in
Used to say I'm fresh but now I'm gettin spoiled"
Cause new shit gettin' old these hotels kind of boring
Don't mean to sound unappreciative
But it's obvious the game ain't what you think it is
Yellow diamons speak spanglish on my neck and wrist
Don't even check the list
They expecting us
[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]
Yeah...
Got me feeling so proffessional
3 hour trip with only 15 minutes left to go, a small comparison should let you know
Cause only time ya'll niggaz got leg room is in the exit row
Damn...
People tell me I can't that's exactly what I'm getting so I'll never be the same
Niggaz losin' weight cause what I spit is lipo
Try to explain but they get it twisted like a micro
I hit the club it's like a light show
Bet this liqour turns the wood into a light gold
Got a bitch that's for insurance like she Geico
Try to use her phone to get a picture but the lights... Low
But the bottles still full
And you don't really want this night to end do you?
So Sip Slow... O... O... and I'm a put this thing on cruise control
[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]
My name's Wiz Khalifa and I'm so damn gooooood...
[Funny Laugh]
I earn niggas respect before the cash came
You try me get a ticket I'm in the fast lane
I keep the bigger picture in the glass frame
Plus my city on my back like it's a motherfuckin last name
Where you goin when the driver know your last name
And first class ain't much different than the last plane
Say we the same but I'm nothin like you guys
I'm a freakin fly taylor gang don't drink n drive
Die... Now everybody's mourning I think we runnin' outta liqour bring some more in
Used to say I'm fresh but now I'm gettin spoiled"
Cause new shit gettin' old these hotels kind of boring
Don't mean to sound unappreciative
But it's obvious the game ain't what you think it is
Yellow diamons speak spanglish on my neck and wrist
Don't even check the list
They expecting us
[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]
Yeah...
Got me feeling so proffessional
3 hour trip with only 15 minutes left to go, a small comparison should let you know
Cause only time ya'll niggaz got leg room is in the exit row
Damn...
People tell me I can't that's exactly what I'm getting so I'll never be the same
Niggaz losin' weight cause what I spit is lipo
Try to explain but they get it twisted like a micro
I hit the club it's like a light show
Bet this liqour turns the wood into a light gold
Got a bitch that's for insurance like she Geico
Try to use her phone to get a picture but the lights... Low
But the bottles still full
And you don't really want this night to end do you?
So Sip Slow... O... O... and I'm a put this thing on cruise control
[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]
Ms. Rightfernow lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Aye now I could say my name but (say my name but)
Your bitch already knows it (knows it)
Got no problem spending paper (paper)
I got it so I blow it (I blow it)
Shawty what's your name put your number in my sidekick,
Caught the nut in spaceship your fuckin with a pilot,
Say she wanna ride well I can give her mile-age,
Plus I live the star life won't u come an try it,
Say I'm wrong I can do that pussy right,
And when another time zone I can b there by tonite,
Beat it I can like cuple bottles of patron,
Do sum thing tonite no problem cus we grown,
So I'm a pass go, an if u feel the way I feel then let's quit talkin bout it shawty let's go,
Do u like it fast slow, say she gotta need for speed if I can drive then I'm a needa a crash course oh,
So I threw it on her shawty threw it back at her freaky shit
U do it to me I'm a do it back an them statches gon ruin the tattos that's on my back,
So I don't know what with it but u know how to act, looks like I'm here with you al night long,
An I wanna see it so I beat her with the lights on, I ain't no tease I wanna b your main attraction,
Roll camara please I think it's time for sum action, sum action, it's not like I been with u all night long,
And I wanna see it so I beat her with the lights on, I ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action whoa
Then we can play it right back, I hope your kitty cat mean so I can bite back,
Take off them jeans drink this night cap say men are from mars,
You can be my venus fly track, damn your grip tight, let me put it on u slow
And let me speed up at the light, girl your body look to right to even try to put a price on,
So I jus leave the lights on, I have u tryin different kinds of shit when u make it up in my room,
I told u girl that I'm a hit it in high definition, keep your lines in your head but in the bed we get unscripted,
Aye... beat while they home I don't take em out to dinna, I need shawty on my camera aye,
Looks like we been here all night long and I wanna see her so I beat her with the lights on,
And I ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action
Looks like we been here all night long, an I wanna see her so I beat her with the lights on,
And ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action
Oooohoooowwww!
Your bitch already knows it (knows it)
Got no problem spending paper (paper)
I got it so I blow it (I blow it)
Shawty what's your name put your number in my sidekick,
Caught the nut in spaceship your fuckin with a pilot,
Say she wanna ride well I can give her mile-age,
Plus I live the star life won't u come an try it,
Say I'm wrong I can do that pussy right,
And when another time zone I can b there by tonite,
Beat it I can like cuple bottles of patron,
Do sum thing tonite no problem cus we grown,
So I'm a pass go, an if u feel the way I feel then let's quit talkin bout it shawty let's go,
Do u like it fast slow, say she gotta need for speed if I can drive then I'm a needa a crash course oh,
So I threw it on her shawty threw it back at her freaky shit
U do it to me I'm a do it back an them statches gon ruin the tattos that's on my back,
So I don't know what with it but u know how to act, looks like I'm here with you al night long,
An I wanna see it so I beat her with the lights on, I ain't no tease I wanna b your main attraction,
Roll camara please I think it's time for sum action, sum action, it's not like I been with u all night long,
And I wanna see it so I beat her with the lights on, I ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action whoa
Then we can play it right back, I hope your kitty cat mean so I can bite back,
Take off them jeans drink this night cap say men are from mars,
You can be my venus fly track, damn your grip tight, let me put it on u slow
And let me speed up at the light, girl your body look to right to even try to put a price on,
So I jus leave the lights on, I have u tryin different kinds of shit when u make it up in my room,
I told u girl that I'm a hit it in high definition, keep your lines in your head but in the bed we get unscripted,
Aye... beat while they home I don't take em out to dinna, I need shawty on my camera aye,
Looks like we been here all night long and I wanna see her so I beat her with the lights on,
And I ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action
Looks like we been here all night long, an I wanna see her so I beat her with the lights on,
And ain't no tease I wanna be your main attraction,
Roll camera please I think it's time for sum action, sum action
Oooohoooowwww!
Shame lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
WOW
[Funny Laugh]
It feels like I'm back again for the first time, If that makes any sense
(Something lol)
The good weeds lit, let's go
[Chorus:]
I got a couple sweets rolled with another O in a ziploc (O in a Ziploc) [Echo]
They see the pockets on swole how the lights hit the stones on the wrist watch (stones on the wrist watch)
Don't gotta ask who run it it's easy baby they know my name (they know my name)
All the cash we blow on some weed smoke they say bro it's a shame (bro it's a shame)
Boy you know it's a shame
Pop da smoke like pop out
And I'm pimp all the hoes call me papa
Gucci, Chuck Tays, I don't fuck with no prada
Fresh off the plane and I'm smoking like High time
It's better to be a star
NY I'm coping them weed jars
LA my hoes got medical weed cards
And my swagg through the roof
I hit the mall a boutique and tear down
See what I got on you want to wear it now
Think I'm a drink on her when she get tainted
Married to my money so she think I'm taken
She keep beggin me to creep
I heard your song I can do better in my sleep
All my niggaz rumble some bang better with the heat
Better keep the peace
There's Ink everywhere you see
And I only smoke good weed
Only where designer man
If I fuck with baby girl she gotta be a 9 or 10
Swaggg...
[Chorus]
Last night I made a bitch forget all about her man
The reason for them guts in your garbage can
I roll expensive spliffs
She fuckin me for free but for you she's one expensive bitch
Keep blowin up my sidekick knowing I'm at the studio
Another couple thousand everytime I do a show
That meanin I'm really eating
And everyday of my life is like the weekend
I wake up to good weed and new clothes
Go to sleep with more money and bad hoes
One of my 3 phones buzzin through my sleep
I know you heard of my name I'm buzzin all through the streets
YEAHHH... And I be with bosses
Get your shit togethor nigga or count your losses
And incase you ain't get the potrait
I'm a make it clear, Nigga it's STARYEAR... Swagg
Yeah Man, It shouldn't be no suprise for ya'll niggaz
Swisher sweet flickin'
[Funny Chuckle]
Chavo Chasin, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle
[Chorus]
[Funny Laugh]
It feels like I'm back again for the first time, If that makes any sense
(Something lol)
The good weeds lit, let's go
[Chorus:]
I got a couple sweets rolled with another O in a ziploc (O in a Ziploc) [Echo]
They see the pockets on swole how the lights hit the stones on the wrist watch (stones on the wrist watch)
Don't gotta ask who run it it's easy baby they know my name (they know my name)
All the cash we blow on some weed smoke they say bro it's a shame (bro it's a shame)
Boy you know it's a shame
Pop da smoke like pop out
And I'm pimp all the hoes call me papa
Gucci, Chuck Tays, I don't fuck with no prada
Fresh off the plane and I'm smoking like High time
It's better to be a star
NY I'm coping them weed jars
LA my hoes got medical weed cards
And my swagg through the roof
I hit the mall a boutique and tear down
See what I got on you want to wear it now
Think I'm a drink on her when she get tainted
Married to my money so she think I'm taken
She keep beggin me to creep
I heard your song I can do better in my sleep
All my niggaz rumble some bang better with the heat
Better keep the peace
There's Ink everywhere you see
And I only smoke good weed
Only where designer man
If I fuck with baby girl she gotta be a 9 or 10
Swaggg...
[Chorus]
Last night I made a bitch forget all about her man
The reason for them guts in your garbage can
I roll expensive spliffs
She fuckin me for free but for you she's one expensive bitch
Keep blowin up my sidekick knowing I'm at the studio
Another couple thousand everytime I do a show
That meanin I'm really eating
And everyday of my life is like the weekend
I wake up to good weed and new clothes
Go to sleep with more money and bad hoes
One of my 3 phones buzzin through my sleep
I know you heard of my name I'm buzzin all through the streets
YEAHHH... And I be with bosses
Get your shit togethor nigga or count your losses
And incase you ain't get the potrait
I'm a make it clear, Nigga it's STARYEAR... Swagg
Yeah Man, It shouldn't be no suprise for ya'll niggaz
Swisher sweet flickin'
[Funny Chuckle]
Chavo Chasin, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle
[Chorus]
Starstruck (Remix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
This your boy Wiz Khalifa man
And I'm a talk my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope ya'll niggas is used to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get used to it
I woke up from a California dream again,
Next to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet again
You call her a groupie hoe?
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and when
I be on that 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to land
And get home in the daytime, way about the PM
Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be sleeping in
And they ask me if I'm lonely
I ain't long as my money good cause she my one and only
Critics got they face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out here putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position getting comfy
Drinking bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay with me some backup, in case you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga holy
They call me the 501 Don
Mr. know he got a pear of 501's on
My marijuana strong and these hoes ain't shit but probably calls
Dog I met her at the club, we was fucked up wildin
Made it to my crib we was both drunk, driving
Now you on some lame shit, claiming you're my main bitch
Do us both a fav, don't text, don't call me, darling
I was made to ball it's like Spaulding rolling
They say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter than New Orleans, or a geoge foreman grill,
And Chevy eyes caught like Jalil
I'll is what I go so I need sudafed,
Big dog nigga all ya'll poodle fed
Money in the wall all through the vent
Still got time to blow
And I'm a talk my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope ya'll niggas is used to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get used to it
I woke up from a California dream again,
Next to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet again
You call her a groupie hoe?
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and when
I be on that 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to land
And get home in the daytime, way about the PM
Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be sleeping in
And they ask me if I'm lonely
I ain't long as my money good cause she my one and only
Critics got they face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out here putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position getting comfy
Drinking bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay with me some backup, in case you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga holy
They call me the 501 Don
Mr. know he got a pear of 501's on
My marijuana strong and these hoes ain't shit but probably calls
Dog I met her at the club, we was fucked up wildin
Made it to my crib we was both drunk, driving
Now you on some lame shit, claiming you're my main bitch
Do us both a fav, don't text, don't call me, darling
I was made to ball it's like Spaulding rolling
They say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter than New Orleans, or a geoge foreman grill,
And Chevy eyes caught like Jalil
I'll is what I go so I need sudafed,
Big dog nigga all ya'll poodle fed
Money in the wall all through the vent
Still got time to blow
Dreamer lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yup... it's all raw
Motion right here no paper no none of that
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
I wake up early in the morning to a fat blunt, a phone full of miss calls my shit back'd up,
A flight to catch my shit pack'd up, them superstars u hear about that's us,
The 12s n the trunk hit like a mac truck, I see your bitch it's a wrap like a packd lunch,
My diamonds shining, they motivating, I see u smiling, I know u hatin,
I'm on the road like here there an everywhere, in hollywood eatin god smokin heavy there,
Ain't comfortable unless I got alot of money near, I'm in exclusive shit u got alot of funny gear,
Flat screen tv no glare in em, an all my rooms got king size beds n em, I'm not jus talkin,
That's all it seem an, my lives a movie
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
I go to sleep n a new city every night, an pray to god he lookin over me evry flight, a new time zone,
You hear me right, LA to MIA I be ther tonight, then I'm n daygo shopin for new shit,
Eatin at roof chris right cross the cruise ships, hear niggas talkin bout it, I really do this,
U could'ntwalk a mile n these niggas shoes here, car service when I land homie I'm the man,
Don't live the life of a star it's hard to understand, everywhere I go they no my name,
They see me smiling, they no my chain, plus they no I got flow like the sink brah,
Diamond linked up, all my niggas inkd up, alot of starving, I'm out here eating, an making history
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
Motion right here no paper no none of that
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
I wake up early in the morning to a fat blunt, a phone full of miss calls my shit back'd up,
A flight to catch my shit pack'd up, them superstars u hear about that's us,
The 12s n the trunk hit like a mac truck, I see your bitch it's a wrap like a packd lunch,
My diamonds shining, they motivating, I see u smiling, I know u hatin,
I'm on the road like here there an everywhere, in hollywood eatin god smokin heavy there,
Ain't comfortable unless I got alot of money near, I'm in exclusive shit u got alot of funny gear,
Flat screen tv no glare in em, an all my rooms got king size beds n em, I'm not jus talkin,
That's all it seem an, my lives a movie
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
I go to sleep n a new city every night, an pray to god he lookin over me evry flight, a new time zone,
You hear me right, LA to MIA I be ther tonight, then I'm n daygo shopin for new shit,
Eatin at roof chris right cross the cruise ships, hear niggas talkin bout it, I really do this,
U could'ntwalk a mile n these niggas shoes here, car service when I land homie I'm the man,
Don't live the life of a star it's hard to understand, everywhere I go they no my name,
They see me smiling, they no my chain, plus they no I got flow like the sink brah,
Diamond linked up, all my niggas inkd up, alot of starving, I'm out here eating, an making history
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b dreaming, yea I must b dreaming,
Yea cus
I got the cars got the clothes got the money n the hoes and the way I see that ain't gon change,
I must b
Get Sum lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
They say the boy sick and they can't diagnose my symptoms
Went and seen the doctor trynna find me a prescription
Told him since the early teen all I see the color green
He say it ain't nothing wrong probably wasn't listening
Listening, Out of town where any of the paper be
Grandma tell me go to church somebody need to pray for me
So I leave and go and see the preacher he said holy smoke
See I'm nothing like you my pockets got the holy ghost
From that side of town where you can get for the shorty loow
Fuck about a price tag everythings affordable
And my homie told me if you a nigga be a rich one
Why you on ya ass if you ain't got no money get sum
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
If the streets no anything about me they know that I'm a ball
Different city everynight I'm a star
And I don't need a piece I want it all
Tell em all
If the streets no anything about me they know that I'm a ball
Every night a different chick in my car
And I don't need a piece I want it all
Tell em all
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
I wake up and think of bout how to get my paper
Then roll some and stink up say hi to all you haters
No teacher can school me I'm smart but not a scholar
Shit if I was a book Id be all about a dollar
I never had a job or something that I majored
I've been hustling since a cub had a buzz like a pager
You straight from the path and I'm on one that's narrow
Dacasein muchavo that mucho deniro
Fresh like a Pharaoh My clothes come from Caro
The beat kick like Bruce lee my flow some like Paro
(Like PARO?) Like Paro and ain't afraid to spend it
That mean I'm getting money if you ain't got yours get it
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some Get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Went and seen the doctor trynna find me a prescription
Told him since the early teen all I see the color green
He say it ain't nothing wrong probably wasn't listening
Listening, Out of town where any of the paper be
Grandma tell me go to church somebody need to pray for me
So I leave and go and see the preacher he said holy smoke
See I'm nothing like you my pockets got the holy ghost
From that side of town where you can get for the shorty loow
Fuck about a price tag everythings affordable
And my homie told me if you a nigga be a rich one
Why you on ya ass if you ain't got no money get sum
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
If the streets no anything about me they know that I'm a ball
Different city everynight I'm a star
And I don't need a piece I want it all
Tell em all
If the streets no anything about me they know that I'm a ball
Every night a different chick in my car
And I don't need a piece I want it all
Tell em all
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
I wake up and think of bout how to get my paper
Then roll some and stink up say hi to all you haters
No teacher can school me I'm smart but not a scholar
Shit if I was a book Id be all about a dollar
I never had a job or something that I majored
I've been hustling since a cub had a buzz like a pager
You straight from the path and I'm on one that's narrow
Dacasein muchavo that mucho deniro
Fresh like a Pharaoh My clothes come from Caro
The beat kick like Bruce lee my flow some like Paro
(Like PARO?) Like Paro and ain't afraid to spend it
That mean I'm getting money if you ain't got yours get it
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Get some Get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Got no money get some you ain't got it go and get it
Material lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Wait they dying to get the diamonds off my plate, the more I give the more they tryin to take, like I be serving you this evening got the nerve to wonder how I eat cuz while you sleep-in ima wake, aw man what is yull saying, money long yull's in like an on ramp, young boss man I be with a lot of goons, that know how to aim but dat chopper stay on auto-tune, I paint a perfect picture for it, so you gon need your high definition cord, they say I made it cause there ain't a thing I cant afford and car service get me to my plane before it begins to board, aye they think they hell im on a highway, cause I treat everyday like it's a Friday, my situation straight you looking sideways, on my grizzly cause my crime pays
[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Three cell phones no home number, the shit that I be will take you out your zone comfort, quiet when im home but mention me when im gone, schedule getting full I had to I had to sync it with my iphone, and I cant get out of plane mode, cause every time I turn around I wake up in a different time zone (different time zone), not concerned with all the fame but want the world to know my name when im gone, so just give me the light, quiet on the set show me where the cameras at (where the cameras at), im telling you im ready (telling you im ready), no im telling you im ready (im telling you im readyy)
[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Wait they dying to get the diamonds off my plate, the more I give the more they tryin to take, like I be serving you this evening got the nerve to wonder how I eat cuz while you sleep-in ima wake, aw man what is yull saying, money long yull's in like an on ramp, young boss man I be with a lot of goons, that know how to aim but dat chopper stay on auto-tune, I paint a perfect picture for it, so you gon need your high definition cord, they say I made it cause there ain't a thing I cant afford and car service get me to my plane before it begins to board, aye they think they hell im on a highway, cause I treat everyday like it's a Friday, my situation straight you looking sideways, on my grizzly cause my crime pays
[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Three cell phones no home number, the shit that I be will take you out your zone comfort, quiet when im home but mention me when im gone, schedule getting full I had to I had to sync it with my iphone, and I cant get out of plane mode, cause every time I turn around I wake up in a different time zone (different time zone), not concerned with all the fame but want the world to know my name when im gone, so just give me the light, quiet on the set show me where the cameras at (where the cameras at), im telling you im ready (telling you im ready), no im telling you im ready (im telling you im readyy)
[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh
Teach You To Fly lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro]
Hey, don't trip, bitch
Matter fact I got something you can trip on
Gonna need your expensive luggage for this one
[Hook]
I might be with my girl
But you can bring your girls too
And we can do all the kinky things you
Think you ain't supposed to
I'll take you out this world
And we can't get commercial
See I'ma need privacy its obvious you ain't learn
So, I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
[Verse 1]
And she dug my chain
Love my swag, how I does my thang
Love my slang, talk just like me
Say she proud to be taylor gang (taylor gang?)
Man I'm paid
Tell the waitress bring more champagne
I done made what you tryin to get
And my style is sick cause I'm taylor made
Got no time to waste, see its like we in a race
All the bitches in this club that would die to take your place
Girl they call me mr space, and I can let you taste
But you been on the ground for so long
I can teach you to fly
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'll take you all the around the world
If we do some things you can get your wings (hey)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
Private beaches in the sand, Paris, France, Tokyo
We party, we live it,
We party, we live it,
We party, we live it
That good life, I'm gettin it, I'm gravy
No show unless the club owner pays me
Red Bull lil Goose got her crazy
No wheels, the girls wanna kick it where the planes be
But we fly-y-y I can take you somewhere in the sky (girl)
Got chicks in the cabin, laughing, autograph em, let her call me captain
Ain't just at home, I get love anywhere that we go,
I'm always on the road, my bank got a lot of zeros
I'm tellin ya
I got all of this paper no one to spend it on lately
And you've been on the ground for so long
I'ma teach you to fly
[Hook]
[Outro]
I'll take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
(I can teach you to fly, I can teach you to fly)
Ill take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
Hey, don't trip, bitch
Matter fact I got something you can trip on
Gonna need your expensive luggage for this one
[Hook]
I might be with my girl
But you can bring your girls too
And we can do all the kinky things you
Think you ain't supposed to
I'll take you out this world
And we can't get commercial
See I'ma need privacy its obvious you ain't learn
So, I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
[Verse 1]
And she dug my chain
Love my swag, how I does my thang
Love my slang, talk just like me
Say she proud to be taylor gang (taylor gang?)
Man I'm paid
Tell the waitress bring more champagne
I done made what you tryin to get
And my style is sick cause I'm taylor made
Got no time to waste, see its like we in a race
All the bitches in this club that would die to take your place
Girl they call me mr space, and I can let you taste
But you been on the ground for so long
I can teach you to fly
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'll take you all the around the world
If we do some things you can get your wings (hey)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
Private beaches in the sand, Paris, France, Tokyo
We party, we live it,
We party, we live it,
We party, we live it
That good life, I'm gettin it, I'm gravy
No show unless the club owner pays me
Red Bull lil Goose got her crazy
No wheels, the girls wanna kick it where the planes be
But we fly-y-y I can take you somewhere in the sky (girl)
Got chicks in the cabin, laughing, autograph em, let her call me captain
Ain't just at home, I get love anywhere that we go,
I'm always on the road, my bank got a lot of zeros
I'm tellin ya
I got all of this paper no one to spend it on lately
And you've been on the ground for so long
I'ma teach you to fly
[Hook]
[Outro]
I'll take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
(I can teach you to fly, I can teach you to fly)
Ill take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
I'm Good lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Verse 1:]
Yeaa
I'm G - O - O... D Ya Feel Me?
Yea
Fresh fit new chucks (new chucks)
I swear I feel like a million bucks (million bucks)
And dem leather seats feel like plush (uh-huh)
4 twelves make my shit go bump (go bump)
20 carrots got your bitch goin nuts
Livin like a star so dey get so struck
Far as rap got dis shit sowed up
Ridin by myself couple sticks rolled up
Yeaaaa
On dese frames I done spent so much
Niggas wanna nip so da fo fifth on tuck
And jus look don't touch
I kno u don't see dis usually but excuse me dese gucci
Got a future so bright u'll see
Man I'm dis young y is life so sweet
In my shoes yea dey might wanna be
Da cameras right here and da lights on me
Let's Go
[Chorus:]
I'm good
Livin jus da way I should
Most niggas ain't think I could
Look homie I'm good
Doin wat I said I would
U try but 2 me it ain't nun 2 it
Cause lil homie I'm good
Most niggas ain't think I could
But I'm livin jus da way I should
Yea homie I'm good
Yea I'm good
Yea I'm good
Yea I'm good
[Verse 2:]
Yea
More cars more clothes
Get money dats da life I chose
Chase money nigga y chase hoes
Dey ain't even want me till my neck got froze
And da price got told
Stories by trips in da nice sized homes
It's a game play da life I kno
On the winnin end wen the dice got rolled
Yea
Tall nigga so my flights got room
Small nigga so I always got goons
Say u get a lil cash dats cool
I prolly spent more than dat on tattoos
I got da formula ya need 2 find
My city on lock and da keys r mine
So u can gon keep ya piece of mind cause I'm G 2 O's and a D with mine
Let's Go
[Chorus]
Yeaa
I'm G - O - O... D Ya Feel Me?
Yea
Fresh fit new chucks (new chucks)
I swear I feel like a million bucks (million bucks)
And dem leather seats feel like plush (uh-huh)
4 twelves make my shit go bump (go bump)
20 carrots got your bitch goin nuts
Livin like a star so dey get so struck
Far as rap got dis shit sowed up
Ridin by myself couple sticks rolled up
Yeaaaa
On dese frames I done spent so much
Niggas wanna nip so da fo fifth on tuck
And jus look don't touch
I kno u don't see dis usually but excuse me dese gucci
Got a future so bright u'll see
Man I'm dis young y is life so sweet
In my shoes yea dey might wanna be
Da cameras right here and da lights on me
Let's Go
[Chorus:]
I'm good
Livin jus da way I should
Most niggas ain't think I could
Look homie I'm good
Doin wat I said I would
U try but 2 me it ain't nun 2 it
Cause lil homie I'm good
Most niggas ain't think I could
But I'm livin jus da way I should
Yea homie I'm good
Yea I'm good
Yea I'm good
Yea I'm good
[Verse 2:]
Yea
More cars more clothes
Get money dats da life I chose
Chase money nigga y chase hoes
Dey ain't even want me till my neck got froze
And da price got told
Stories by trips in da nice sized homes
It's a game play da life I kno
On the winnin end wen the dice got rolled
Yea
Tall nigga so my flights got room
Small nigga so I always got goons
Say u get a lil cash dats cool
I prolly spent more than dat on tattoos
I got da formula ya need 2 find
My city on lock and da keys r mine
So u can gon keep ya piece of mind cause I'm G 2 O's and a D with mine
Let's Go
[Chorus]
Name On A Cloud lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeah
Tu-turn me up a little bit in the headphones
Just a lil bit so I can hear myself
Yeah... Okay
It's Wiz Khalifa man
Mr spacely
Teach you niggas how to fly the fuck out you know
I told em it's gone be a big year
It's a lot of shit on my plate
This what you want
Okay or okaay haha
Yeah
Taylor gang or fuckin kill yourself man
That's how we get down
Uh ya
So far so good
Cause I been doing things that you wish ya'll could
Hoppin outta planes
The kush numbs problems in my brain
And rosee bottles for the pain
The lines that I ink make rappers get kinda nervous
People telling me to sink when I'm trying to surface
Groupies all up in my face like they got a purpose
Cause we ain't gotta pour drink bring bottle service
Orange juice and some more flutes
Let a friend sky dive man I need more shoots
I'm live wire you a cord loose
No charge I go so hard
Hookin up a table on a promo tour
Say I live a dream but I'm just on my job
And can't quit cause the first class flights get addictive
Try and get a ticket
Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going
Been gone so many days don't know my way back home
Now I'm starin out this window
And I see my life in aerial so
I might as well write my name on a cloud
Ain't comfortable but got my feet up
It's hard to hear you when you thirty thousand feet up
Claims since I got my cheese up
I been walking round chest out like some D cups
Ole g puff say you got it locked and we found out it's the key stuck
Used to fuckin with that cheap stuff
I show you rosee bottles of that cleeko
Than we drink till we fall
And when you wake up and realize what you did
It'll be me that you call
But I'll be on a plane
And even though we had fun
Shit I don't know your name
Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going
Been gone so many days don't know my way back home
Now I'm starin at this window
And I see my life in aerial so
I might as well write my name on a cloud
Tu-turn me up a little bit in the headphones
Just a lil bit so I can hear myself
Yeah... Okay
It's Wiz Khalifa man
Mr spacely
Teach you niggas how to fly the fuck out you know
I told em it's gone be a big year
It's a lot of shit on my plate
This what you want
Okay or okaay haha
Yeah
Taylor gang or fuckin kill yourself man
That's how we get down
Uh ya
So far so good
Cause I been doing things that you wish ya'll could
Hoppin outta planes
The kush numbs problems in my brain
And rosee bottles for the pain
The lines that I ink make rappers get kinda nervous
People telling me to sink when I'm trying to surface
Groupies all up in my face like they got a purpose
Cause we ain't gotta pour drink bring bottle service
Orange juice and some more flutes
Let a friend sky dive man I need more shoots
I'm live wire you a cord loose
No charge I go so hard
Hookin up a table on a promo tour
Say I live a dream but I'm just on my job
And can't quit cause the first class flights get addictive
Try and get a ticket
Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going
Been gone so many days don't know my way back home
Now I'm starin out this window
And I see my life in aerial so
I might as well write my name on a cloud
Ain't comfortable but got my feet up
It's hard to hear you when you thirty thousand feet up
Claims since I got my cheese up
I been walking round chest out like some D cups
Ole g puff say you got it locked and we found out it's the key stuck
Used to fuckin with that cheap stuff
I show you rosee bottles of that cleeko
Than we drink till we fall
And when you wake up and realize what you did
It'll be me that you call
But I'll be on a plane
And even though we had fun
Shit I don't know your name
Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going
Been gone so many days don't know my way back home
Now I'm starin at this window
And I see my life in aerial so
I might as well write my name on a cloud
Wassup lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeahh.
Some old school shit.
When uhhhh, you be at the lunch table
Ha ha ha.
This that right here.
Uh yeah
I put my team on
Now we in the game but I memba days when I ain't have no-one to lean on
I learned to hold my own
And sing the skys the limit, take a hundred dollar bill and make a paper plane.
And try to make a name
And when ya done giving ya all you give ya everythang
You got what it takes
I told the world my song
They lovin it
You can't tell me nothin cause my whole clique stuntin
Boy wassuppp
Yeahhhhhh [x4]
So where ya goin, ya lifes on a road
From the party to the plane and ya names in the light show.
You find your way back home, away from all the pressure and a women tryin to stress you
Find a new one
You've reached a new phase
They got you lookin at tomorrow like a new stay
And not a new day
To some it may seem wrong
But fuck it, cause I'm good weed puffin and my whole team stuntin
Boy wassuppp
Yeahhhhhh [x4]
And I hop up out the bed
Grab my iPhone
Put some kush in the swisha
Roll one up
When you live the star life
Gotta go hard so you workin all night, sleep when the sun come up
Yeahhhhhh [x2]
Hahaha.
Yeah
Okayyyyyyy
Some old school shit.
When uhhhh, you be at the lunch table
Ha ha ha.
This that right here.
Uh yeah
I put my team on
Now we in the game but I memba days when I ain't have no-one to lean on
I learned to hold my own
And sing the skys the limit, take a hundred dollar bill and make a paper plane.
And try to make a name
And when ya done giving ya all you give ya everythang
You got what it takes
I told the world my song
They lovin it
You can't tell me nothin cause my whole clique stuntin
Boy wassuppp
Yeahhhhhh [x4]
So where ya goin, ya lifes on a road
From the party to the plane and ya names in the light show.
You find your way back home, away from all the pressure and a women tryin to stress you
Find a new one
You've reached a new phase
They got you lookin at tomorrow like a new stay
And not a new day
To some it may seem wrong
But fuck it, cause I'm good weed puffin and my whole team stuntin
Boy wassuppp
Yeahhhhhh [x4]
And I hop up out the bed
Grab my iPhone
Put some kush in the swisha
Roll one up
When you live the star life
Gotta go hard so you workin all night, sleep when the sun come up
Yeahhhhhh [x2]
Hahaha.
Yeah
Okayyyyyyy
Kleenex lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Kev Da Hustla)
Money bitch, Money bitch, Money bitch
[Chorus:]
Boy I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Ever run out of guap, I get more money
Don't gotta think, I just know money
Kleenex paper, all I blow is money
I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Another couple grand, are fo sho money
Gettin rubba band on the low money
Niggas hate but all the hoes wanna fuck me
I got money
I got mo money
Blow it by the O money
Mix tapes, over a hundred thousand sold money
Young, but I been getting cake so I got old money
You niggas trickin on your bitch, so that's your hoes money
And I ain't playin picturin niggas sayin he stole from me (picture that)
I got put it on your head, and get your gon money
Marathon long money
You niggas weak, I got Barry Bonds strong money
Top 8 tall money
Beyonce song, um Ring the Alarm money
I spend so much on ink, even my arms money
I talk money, to broke niggas, I talk funny
No breaks so the haters can't stop money
Now that's a lot of money, too much to think to count
That check card money, my bars is bank accounts
A month I make about, hmmmm shit, I won't even say, just know I'm getting paid.
[Chorus]
Money in my shoe box, that's my pot of spinach
Tall money, small money, like a fuckin mission (ok)
I got mo' money (yea), show money (yea)
Money by my tube socks call it dro money
Dro money, kush cash (what's that?)
O money so I blow it out a big bag
Mall paper, 10 bags
Get it roller coaster fast (what's that?) 6 flags
How that money come? Like a track meet
Alley money boy, get in on a backstreet
Time to re-up, my blood call, said he online cop before he log off
I get straight cash, that's bank shit
Dumb monkey money, I call it ape shit
Space shit, alien green
Get it when it's hot, West Coast money
Knadda mean?
[Chorus]
[Chorus:]
Boy I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Ever run out of guap, I get more money
Don't gotta think, I just know money
Kleenex paper, all I blow is money
I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Another couple grand, are fo sho money
Gettin rubba band on the low money
Niggas hate but all the hoes wanna fuck me
I got money
I got mo money
Blow it by the O money
Mix tapes, over a hundred thousand sold money
Young, but I been getting cake so I got old money
You niggas trickin on your bitch, so that's your hoes money
And I ain't playin picturin niggas sayin he stole from me (picture that)
I got put it on your head, and get your gon money
Marathon long money
You niggas weak, I got Barry Bonds strong money
Top 8 tall money
Beyonce song, um Ring the Alarm money
I spend so much on ink, even my arms money
I talk money, to broke niggas, I talk funny
No breaks so the haters can't stop money
Now that's a lot of money, too much to think to count
That check card money, my bars is bank accounts
A month I make about, hmmmm shit, I won't even say, just know I'm getting paid.
[Chorus]
Money in my shoe box, that's my pot of spinach
Tall money, small money, like a fuckin mission (ok)
I got mo' money (yea), show money (yea)
Money by my tube socks call it dro money
Dro money, kush cash (what's that?)
O money so I blow it out a big bag
Mall paper, 10 bags
Get it roller coaster fast (what's that?) 6 flags
How that money come? Like a track meet
Alley money boy, get in on a backstreet
Time to re-up, my blood call, said he online cop before he log off
I get straight cash, that's bank shit
Dumb monkey money, I call it ape shit
Space shit, alien green
Get it when it's hot, West Coast money
Knadda mean?
[Chorus]
Never Ever lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[talking:]
Yea buddy
I gotta cold n all that shit
Show ya'll how hard I work
I really go n man
It's from the heart n soul
Still havin fun tho too man
It's gon b a real big year
U watch I'm tellin u
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Verse 1:]
I started off jus a fan writing like every other kid, grew up to be the man,
Paying bills at my mothers crib, everyday I'm hustlin, tryna get us out this situation,
Gotta deal with phony show goofy hoes n niggas hatin, mostly all embraces,
Small percentage of my city races, instead of doin good they rather c me catchin cases,
The fans love me but I struggle tryna impress the label,
An all this gotta feelin like isway to much up on the table, I'm still smoking outta O,
Sum speculations cus I'm hardly ever home, easy to say for how supose to move on,
Wen were goin threw depression an our brother Os gon, was told u gotta go threw hell to get the big thing,
An will u feel it can't get worse that's when shit change, obama president,
The stealers won the 6 six, so I ought ther tryna I fell like I can do anything
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Bridge:]
Started small town, now were major,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
[Verse 2:]
Yea
Big city small town, cus wen your moneys up that's when they all round,
But the minute that u slip they dip, and there no one to depend on wen the chips fall down,
Me I never cut a corner short I follow protocall, got my focus on, took my notes in all,
This hard work gon pay off, the second that I'm rich I'll take a day off day off
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Verse 3:]
Yea, yup,
If your out there on the grind, put your hands up n the sky, say we grinding, uh huh,
Aye, if u got it but u tryna get sum moe tell em boys that we climbin, this for my people,
Who no bout struggling, tryn get sumthing cus we came up from nothing,
Wat u n a rush for, it's all about timing, but soon as your on u know the limits the sky,
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
Yea buddy
I gotta cold n all that shit
Show ya'll how hard I work
I really go n man
It's from the heart n soul
Still havin fun tho too man
It's gon b a real big year
U watch I'm tellin u
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Verse 1:]
I started off jus a fan writing like every other kid, grew up to be the man,
Paying bills at my mothers crib, everyday I'm hustlin, tryna get us out this situation,
Gotta deal with phony show goofy hoes n niggas hatin, mostly all embraces,
Small percentage of my city races, instead of doin good they rather c me catchin cases,
The fans love me but I struggle tryna impress the label,
An all this gotta feelin like isway to much up on the table, I'm still smoking outta O,
Sum speculations cus I'm hardly ever home, easy to say for how supose to move on,
Wen were goin threw depression an our brother Os gon, was told u gotta go threw hell to get the big thing,
An will u feel it can't get worse that's when shit change, obama president,
The stealers won the 6 six, so I ought ther tryna I fell like I can do anything
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Bridge:]
Started small town, now were major,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
We dun made it to the top floor from the basement,
[Verse 2:]
Yea
Big city small town, cus wen your moneys up that's when they all round,
But the minute that u slip they dip, and there no one to depend on wen the chips fall down,
Me I never cut a corner short I follow protocall, got my focus on, took my notes in all,
This hard work gon pay off, the second that I'm rich I'll take a day off day off
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
[Verse 3:]
Yea, yup,
If your out there on the grind, put your hands up n the sky, say we grinding, uh huh,
Aye, if u got it but u tryna get sum moe tell em boys that we climbin, this for my people,
Who no bout struggling, tryn get sumthing cus we came up from nothing,
Wat u n a rush for, it's all about timing, but soon as your on u know the limits the sky,
[Chorus:]
They say the game dun change, there's jus sum new players n it,
And they don't wanna my team get up there n win it,
Tried to keep me still but look where I'm at now, made it to far to look back down,
And I ain't never ever gon forget what I been told,
And I ain't never ever goin back to being broke,
Cus FYI I stay on my grind, tryna stop my shine that day will be never ever
Soulmate lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Taylor gang or die.
Cloud crowd.
Heavy hustlin.
Yeah.
Big money, small money
Short money, tall money
Soon after we locked eyes,
I had a vision of me inside.
I stimulate your mind and give your body everything it wants.
Private school her whole life,
got an infatuation with being bad.
You take her out to shop and spend it all,
cause she don’t see them tags.
I get deep inside her soul though,
if she was a guitar I’d treat her like the solo,
and pull my fingers through your hair.
And last night was amazing,
I could honestly say that you’re the best I ever had.
And you don’t remember cause you weren’t even there,
but your soul was.
Keep goin, just catch up on the next one.
Ay.
ay, ay.
Ay.
We don’t make love, I touch your soul girl.
She don’t party where the rest go.
You need to be able to let your hair down,
so you can feel good.
Girl you can buy your own drinks, drive your own car,
purchase them louis bags on your own.
Her parents money long,
but since she grown she’d rather spend yours.
I get deep inside her soul though.
Go into the drag and beat it like I'm bolo.
And so you think it’s too much.
And even though now you figurin out how or what we shouldn’t have did,
to your friends you’ll admit that we have fun.
Okay, okay.
Ay, ay.
Ay, ay.
Let’s ride to the gate so you can meet the mayor.
I’m gonna a beat top man,
I’m gonna take you to never never land.
When you’re all dried up,
here's an ocean to wet the sand.
Of course I’m gonna see what’s good with your fancy car.
I’m relighting in the dark, to her lock I got the key.
And niggas down to get a copy.
Damn.
How does it feel this great when you’re not even here?
And you climax with the thought of me,
that mean we gotta be
Cloud crowd.
Heavy hustlin.
Yeah.
Big money, small money
Short money, tall money
Soon after we locked eyes,
I had a vision of me inside.
I stimulate your mind and give your body everything it wants.
Private school her whole life,
got an infatuation with being bad.
You take her out to shop and spend it all,
cause she don’t see them tags.
I get deep inside her soul though,
if she was a guitar I’d treat her like the solo,
and pull my fingers through your hair.
And last night was amazing,
I could honestly say that you’re the best I ever had.
And you don’t remember cause you weren’t even there,
but your soul was.
Keep goin, just catch up on the next one.
Ay.
ay, ay.
Ay.
We don’t make love, I touch your soul girl.
She don’t party where the rest go.
You need to be able to let your hair down,
so you can feel good.
Girl you can buy your own drinks, drive your own car,
purchase them louis bags on your own.
Her parents money long,
but since she grown she’d rather spend yours.
I get deep inside her soul though.
Go into the drag and beat it like I'm bolo.
And so you think it’s too much.
And even though now you figurin out how or what we shouldn’t have did,
to your friends you’ll admit that we have fun.
Okay, okay.
Ay, ay.
Ay, ay.
Let’s ride to the gate so you can meet the mayor.
I’m gonna a beat top man,
I’m gonna take you to never never land.
When you’re all dried up,
here's an ocean to wet the sand.
Of course I’m gonna see what’s good with your fancy car.
I’m relighting in the dark, to her lock I got the key.
And niggas down to get a copy.
Damn.
How does it feel this great when you’re not even here?
And you climax with the thought of me,
that mean we gotta be
Superstar lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeaaaa, ladies and
gentlemen (hahaha), I'd like to welcome ya'll to the life of a star.
Yea, a superstar that is. And that's me: Young Wizzle Man. Hahaha. Yea
Little nigga, big money, big dreams
Tall nigga, small nigga, big team
Small teeth, 501 fit jeans (fit jeans)
Some say my life can't be all that it seems (it seems)
Big things (big things)
Big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams (shit gleams)
Remember when I was a little nigga, fifteen (fifteen)
It's funny how I've grown, yea my money kinda long (kinda long, yea)
And ya girl know the words to every song (song)
Cause I'm a star (I'm a star)
Different week, ain't no tellin where we are (where we are)
You look up, I might be gone, yeaaa
The man pose to get that cash in (cash in)
Movin' I see through them lights flashin (flashin)
And no need to even ask it (naaaaww)
Fuck the world, live everyday like it's your last (last) yea (yea)
No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)
Yea, got bright brown heart, got paper
Got in the game and got more haters (more haters)
My whole swag got grown, got Taylor'd (Taylor'd)
Hop on a plane and talk to ya'll later (yeaaaa)
It a good weed ma, that blunts not flavored
My whole gang, Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor's (Chuck Taylor's)
We ball hard like the majors (majors, majors)
Prolly cus we major (major, major)
You gon have to front page em
Wild, like a loose animal they wan cage em (cage em, cage em)
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center stage em (stage em, stage em)
Blame the nigga that pays em
Riding with a bitch, body on her that's Cajun
Couple hundred dollars on these Ed Hardy frames believe me
My future so bright, I need these, excuse me
No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)
Little nigga, big money, big dreams
Tall nigga, small nigga, big team
Small teeth, 501 fit jeans (fit jeans)
Some say my life can't be all that it seems (it seems)
Big things (big things)
Big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams (shit gleams)
Remember when I was a little nigga, fifteen (fifteen)
It's funny how I've grown, yea my money kinda long (kinda long, yea)
And ya girl know the words to every song (song)
Cause I'm a star (I'm a star)
Different week, ain't no tellin where we are (where we are)
You look up, I might be gone, yeaaa
The man pose to get that cash in (cash in)
Movin' I see through them lights flashin (flashin)
And no need to even ask it (naaaaww)
Fuck the world, live everyday like it's your last (last) yea (yea)
No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)
Yea, got bright brown heart, got paper
Got in the game and got more haters (more haters)
My whole swag got grown, got Taylor'd (Taylor'd)
Hop on a plane and talk to ya'll later (yeaaaa)
It a good weed ma, that blunts not flavored
My whole gang, Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor's (Chuck Taylor's)
We ball hard like the majors (majors, majors)
Prolly cus we major (major, major)
You gon have to front page em
Wild, like a loose animal they wan cage em (cage em, cage em)
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center stage em (stage em, stage em)
Blame the nigga that pays em
Riding with a bitch, body on her that's Cajun
Couple hundred dollars on these Ed Hardy frames believe me
My future so bright, I need these, excuse me
No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)
Heart & Soul lyrics - wiz khalifa
Usually, Ahh I do a weed song
So Uhh, Here go a weed song
Marijuanaaa, I love it my brother
Marijuana, in my soul
Marijuana, in my heart
OOOOHH
I like to smoke marijuanaIt gives me a deep meditation
I love to draw marijuana
It give me a deep meditation
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
It keep the natty dreadlocks swinging
The white man love to smoke marijuana
The black man love to cultivate it
I love to smoke marijuana
It give me a deep meditation
Marijuanaaa
Smoke, I choke, I blow them O's
In my chest and out my nose
OG Kush exotic brands
(I love it to my heart & soul)
I done smoke all kinds of strands
African, Afghanistan
From the pharmacy, hand in hand
Gettin high with my enginieer
I stay smokin bud with my cameraman
Ounce a day, what I put on
I love it with my heart and soul
So I can't stop smoking it
I love to draw Marijuana
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
It give me a deep meditation
Marijuanaaa Oh Oh I love it
Break it down and roll it great
My marijuana motivate
And no, it ain't gettin old
(I love it to my heart & soul)
Okayyyy
I brought the weed
Who got the swisher?
I love it to my heart and soul
So I couldn't stop smoking it
I love it to my heart and soul
The white man love to smoke marijauana
The black man love to cultivate it
It give me a deep meditation
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
I love to smoke Marijuana, marijuana
So Uhh, Here go a weed song
Marijuanaaa, I love it my brother
Marijuana, in my soul
Marijuana, in my heart
OOOOHH
I like to smoke marijuanaIt gives me a deep meditation
I love to draw marijuana
It give me a deep meditation
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
It keep the natty dreadlocks swinging
The white man love to smoke marijuana
The black man love to cultivate it
I love to smoke marijuana
It give me a deep meditation
Marijuanaaa
Smoke, I choke, I blow them O's
In my chest and out my nose
OG Kush exotic brands
(I love it to my heart & soul)
I done smoke all kinds of strands
African, Afghanistan
From the pharmacy, hand in hand
Gettin high with my enginieer
I stay smokin bud with my cameraman
Ounce a day, what I put on
I love it with my heart and soul
So I can't stop smoking it
I love to draw Marijuana
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
It give me a deep meditation
Marijuanaaa Oh Oh I love it
Break it down and roll it great
My marijuana motivate
And no, it ain't gettin old
(I love it to my heart & soul)
Okayyyy
I brought the weed
Who got the swisher?
I love it to my heart and soul
So I couldn't stop smoking it
I love it to my heart and soul
The white man love to smoke marijauana
The black man love to cultivate it
It give me a deep meditation
It keep the natty dreadlocks jumping
It keep the natty dreadlocks rocking
I love to smoke Marijuana, marijuana
Take Away lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro]
Uh-uh
Yeah bitch! Haha
That's what I like to call...
My type of shit!
[Verse 1]
Yeah, forward progression niggas got it backwards
I'm relevant but nothing like you other rappers
You see I fuck with trap niggas because really, I'm the only one rappin'
Get it how you live, survival of the fittest you should know the code
All I got is what I give until they overload
Nigga, I'm the shit overflowed
And I grab a blunt split it like a chromosome
Uh, I'll have it where you're bitch ain't phonin' home
We done blown the whole oak gettin' our stoner on
Ain't gotta say shit, I know you don't
See my chain, make the same face from Home Alone
All this good weed that I'm puffin' got me feelin' like there ain't a place I can't go
Ain't a thing I won't do
And I'm awake so I guess my dream's come true
[Chorus]
And the game gave me a feeling that no one can take away from me
I said no one can take away from me
On the road doin' shows oh no one can take away from me
I get a feelin' that no... one... can take away
[Verse 2]
Uh...
Down to take a trip my nigga what's the ticket hittin' for?
I got some hoes that wanna roll too (Haha)
And if you wanna see what it's like to be just the team, and tired of the background so you make your own scene
I'll hit you up when I roll through
Yeah, California weed keep ya pissed off in your mind state
Hard to get it on it so my niggas boost the crime rate
It's obvious I'm ghetto so they love me like I'm Kid Rock
Try your luck with what's around my neck and get ya wig chopped
Fuckin' with I can get you so much cash, or nowhere fast
I got your bitch in awe, she never flown first class
Or had the driver get her bags
[Chorus]
Uh-uh
Yeah bitch! Haha
That's what I like to call...
My type of shit!
[Verse 1]
Yeah, forward progression niggas got it backwards
I'm relevant but nothing like you other rappers
You see I fuck with trap niggas because really, I'm the only one rappin'
Get it how you live, survival of the fittest you should know the code
All I got is what I give until they overload
Nigga, I'm the shit overflowed
And I grab a blunt split it like a chromosome
Uh, I'll have it where you're bitch ain't phonin' home
We done blown the whole oak gettin' our stoner on
Ain't gotta say shit, I know you don't
See my chain, make the same face from Home Alone
All this good weed that I'm puffin' got me feelin' like there ain't a place I can't go
Ain't a thing I won't do
And I'm awake so I guess my dream's come true
[Chorus]
And the game gave me a feeling that no one can take away from me
I said no one can take away from me
On the road doin' shows oh no one can take away from me
I get a feelin' that no... one... can take away
[Verse 2]
Uh...
Down to take a trip my nigga what's the ticket hittin' for?
I got some hoes that wanna roll too (Haha)
And if you wanna see what it's like to be just the team, and tired of the background so you make your own scene
I'll hit you up when I roll through
Yeah, California weed keep ya pissed off in your mind state
Hard to get it on it so my niggas boost the crime rate
It's obvious I'm ghetto so they love me like I'm Kid Rock
Try your luck with what's around my neck and get ya wig chopped
Fuckin' with I can get you so much cash, or nowhere fast
I got your bitch in awe, she never flown first class
Or had the driver get her bags
[Chorus]
Sky High lyrics Wiz Khalifa
[Intro:]
Ah man yeah they talk, but i can't hear what they say, cause i'm flyin' (ohhhh) Yeah, its young khalifa man, yeah they talk but i cant hear what they say, cause i'm flying,, taylor gang or die, taylor gang or die, yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin', sware they see me, but i'm too many miles away! cause im flyin' in the air, you all the way down, and im flyin' to the sky, i don't touch the ground. i'm flyin'
so high i can touch the sky [x10]
[Verse 1]
Im livin this movie, movie, you niggas like tivo,
see the same things twice, nothing like me though,
man they can dream, flow like a whole key low.
now i got your bitch, try and find me like nino,
spend a lot of cash , can't front or i might leave broke
one live to live, 800 on the weed smoke,
stacks for them guccis like, fuck it im'a need those
young superstar, well were feelin like heroes
top down, and im flying like an eagle,
tats on my neck, face, hands like a cholo
all about my green, bout my green like cheelo
stars in my face, no stars not cheenos
smile hard, (hard) swag real mean though
hate enough for, show my ass with my jeans low
started from the bottom, now made it like zero
got it on lockdown, feeling like nino!
[Chorus]
Yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin sware they see me but im too many miles away, cause im flying, in the air your all the way down, and im flyin, to the sky, i don't touch the ground! Im flyin
so high i can touch the sky [x8]
Now im in florida, yeah they know me there too,
walkin with jewels out, showin all my tattoos,
can't say my name right, but they know im that dude
Walk 54 place, niggas eatin fast food
brother out in Lauderdale, cousin down in Van U
Me i got a plug, good drugs when i land too
know im underage, not much that i can't do
you don't talk money, thats why i cant understand you
see im hot now, going for a grammy though
think this bitch bad, you should see my Miami ho
Down in south beach, met her at the Cameo
Told her what my life like, took her to the Sagamo
100 grand on my neck, just cause i gotta glow
Never buyin dough, whole zips when i gotta blow
always dressed to impress you can tell,
she love my cologne, thats money that you smell, yeah!
[Chorus]
Yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin sware they see me but im too many miles away, cause im flying, in the air your all the way down, and im flyin, to the sky, i don't touch the ground! Im flyin so high i can touch the sky [x8]
Ah man yeah they talk, but i can't hear what they say, cause i'm flyin' (ohhhh) Yeah, its young khalifa man, yeah they talk but i cant hear what they say, cause i'm flying,, taylor gang or die, taylor gang or die, yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin', sware they see me, but i'm too many miles away! cause im flyin' in the air, you all the way down, and im flyin' to the sky, i don't touch the ground. i'm flyin'
so high i can touch the sky [x10]
[Verse 1]
Im livin this movie, movie, you niggas like tivo,
see the same things twice, nothing like me though,
man they can dream, flow like a whole key low.
now i got your bitch, try and find me like nino,
spend a lot of cash , can't front or i might leave broke
one live to live, 800 on the weed smoke,
stacks for them guccis like, fuck it im'a need those
young superstar, well were feelin like heroes
top down, and im flying like an eagle,
tats on my neck, face, hands like a cholo
all about my green, bout my green like cheelo
stars in my face, no stars not cheenos
smile hard, (hard) swag real mean though
hate enough for, show my ass with my jeans low
started from the bottom, now made it like zero
got it on lockdown, feeling like nino!
[Chorus]
Yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin sware they see me but im too many miles away, cause im flying, in the air your all the way down, and im flyin, to the sky, i don't touch the ground! Im flyin
so high i can touch the sky [x8]
Now im in florida, yeah they know me there too,
walkin with jewels out, showin all my tattoos,
can't say my name right, but they know im that dude
Walk 54 place, niggas eatin fast food
brother out in Lauderdale, cousin down in Van U
Me i got a plug, good drugs when i land too
know im underage, not much that i can't do
you don't talk money, thats why i cant understand you
see im hot now, going for a grammy though
think this bitch bad, you should see my Miami ho
Down in south beach, met her at the Cameo
Told her what my life like, took her to the Sagamo
100 grand on my neck, just cause i gotta glow
Never buyin dough, whole zips when i gotta blow
always dressed to impress you can tell,
she love my cologne, thats money that you smell, yeah!
[Chorus]
Yeah they talk, but i cant hear what they say, cause im flyin sware they see me but im too many miles away, cause im flying, in the air your all the way down, and im flyin, to the sky, i don't touch the ground! Im flyin so high i can touch the sky [x8]
Hollywood Hoes lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus x2:]
I'm livin' life fast, sometimes you slow down but I continue speedin'
The New York nights, Miami beaches, and Hollywood Hoes
I'm fresh out the air so you won't see me there
unless I'm weedin' (weedin)
That's all I know
Oh oh oh (oh oh)
I work hard, niggas hardly work
Smoke good Swishers, ya'll hit dirt
Talk bad 'bout that Taylor Gang swag (swag)
Now we hit the club in that small T-shirt
Hopin' that somebody will notice him
I'm chavo chasin', that money keep rollin' in
I step on stage and they say he's goin' in
Four hoes tryna leave with me and the motorman
I'm blunt roastin', on a cloud just coastin'
Shift once and I'm speedin'
On my way outer space
A couple niggas in this race
But its one that I'm leadin'
Hoes see me think they dream (dreamin')
I'm a star
Drive a space ship sweetie, not a car
Come on dog, we ain't gotta wait for the weekend
I'll hit the West Coast and be back for the weekend (back for the weekend)
Swag!
[Chorus x2]
I'm livin' life fast, sometimes you slow down but I continue speedin'
The New York nights, Miami beaches, and Hollywood Hoes
I'm fresh out the air so you won't see me there
unless I'm weedin' (weedin)
That's all I know
Oh oh oh (oh oh)
I work hard, niggas hardly work
Smoke good Swishers, ya'll hit dirt
Talk bad 'bout that Taylor Gang swag (swag)
Now we hit the club in that small T-shirt
Hopin' that somebody will notice him
I'm chavo chasin', that money keep rollin' in
I step on stage and they say he's goin' in
Four hoes tryna leave with me and the motorman
I'm blunt roastin', on a cloud just coastin'
Shift once and I'm speedin'
On my way outer space
A couple niggas in this race
But its one that I'm leadin'
Hoes see me think they dream (dreamin')
I'm a star
Drive a space ship sweetie, not a car
Come on dog, we ain't gotta wait for the weekend
I'll hit the West Coast and be back for the weekend (back for the weekend)
Swag!
[Chorus x2]
Extra Credit lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Kush land
Yea Buddy
You Already know
Taylor Gang
Taylor Made
Taylor Made
Money Gang
Yeaa, Bitch
(Laugther)
The World Turns (World Turns)
The Kush Burns (Burns)
I touch Paper
More Paper Than a Bookworm (a Bookworm)
So Look Learn
All I Need's My Cake
A Blunt and A Pretty Face
Then I'm Straight Like a Good Perm (Good Perm)
And Her Swag So Official (Uhhh)
Taylor Made Money Gang
I'm the General (I'm The General)
And All My Weed Strong
Like Kimbo Slice (Slice)
Money's the Only Thing I Do Twice (Twice)
I'm In the Fast Lane
Yellow Chain, Blue Lights (Yeaa)
And You Gon' Need Shades (Shades)
They Say I'm To Bright (Bright)
Or Shitten On The Game (Shitten on Game)
So Bring Through Wipes (Wipes)
And You Can Clean Up (Up)
And Try To Beat Us (Yeaa)
I'm sure You Niggas is Ballin
That's What They All Say (Say)
But Me Plus Gettin Money
Gon' Equal All Day (All Day)
My Seats [?]
Bitch From The Caribbean
She Say Por Que (Wizzle K H A F...)
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official, [x2]
(Puerrrr I'm Gone)
The Swag Just Left The Room (Room)
And I ain't Impressed
Got You Feelin Underdressed (Yeaa)
Any Time You Find Him In The Building
I'm a Threat
Got Some Gucci Chuck Tay's (Tay's)
You ain't Seen Yet (Ya ain't Seen Yet)
Yellow Ice, So I May Seem Fresh (Yeeea)
But If you Did What I'm Doin
Nigga, You'd Be Feelin Spoiled Rotten (Rotten)
In My City I Got Pull (I Got Pull)
So Don't Tug
Or Get Drugged
Through The Mud Probably
Like My Weed Rolled (Rolled)
I Stay Done Properly
I Put My Team on (on)
And Now We Own Property (Yeeeeaaaa)
And My Swag So Official
No Magazines, So My Cash Not a Issue (Nahhhhh)
Tell the Ref To Throw the Flag
Blow the Whistle
Cause Your Style's Out of Date
That's a Foul on the Plate
And Your Words Don't Hurt
Cause I'm Flyin Out the Way
What You Make a Month
I Probably Spent Today (Day, Puerrrr)
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official [x2]
Kush land
Yea Buddy
You Already know
Taylor Gang
Taylor Made
Taylor Made
Money Gang
Yeaa, Bitch
(Laugther)
The World Turns (World Turns)
The Kush Burns (Burns)
I touch Paper
More Paper Than a Bookworm (a Bookworm)
So Look Learn
All I Need's My Cake
A Blunt and A Pretty Face
Then I'm Straight Like a Good Perm (Good Perm)
And Her Swag So Official (Uhhh)
Taylor Made Money Gang
I'm the General (I'm The General)
And All My Weed Strong
Like Kimbo Slice (Slice)
Money's the Only Thing I Do Twice (Twice)
I'm In the Fast Lane
Yellow Chain, Blue Lights (Yeaa)
And You Gon' Need Shades (Shades)
They Say I'm To Bright (Bright)
Or Shitten On The Game (Shitten on Game)
So Bring Through Wipes (Wipes)
And You Can Clean Up (Up)
And Try To Beat Us (Yeaa)
I'm sure You Niggas is Ballin
That's What They All Say (Say)
But Me Plus Gettin Money
Gon' Equal All Day (All Day)
My Seats [?]
Bitch From The Caribbean
She Say Por Que (Wizzle K H A F...)
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official, [x2]
(Puerrrr I'm Gone)
The Swag Just Left The Room (Room)
And I ain't Impressed
Got You Feelin Underdressed (Yeaa)
Any Time You Find Him In The Building
I'm a Threat
Got Some Gucci Chuck Tay's (Tay's)
You ain't Seen Yet (Ya ain't Seen Yet)
Yellow Ice, So I May Seem Fresh (Yeeea)
But If you Did What I'm Doin
Nigga, You'd Be Feelin Spoiled Rotten (Rotten)
In My City I Got Pull (I Got Pull)
So Don't Tug
Or Get Drugged
Through The Mud Probably
Like My Weed Rolled (Rolled)
I Stay Done Properly
I Put My Team on (on)
And Now We Own Property (Yeeeeaaaa)
And My Swag So Official
No Magazines, So My Cash Not a Issue (Nahhhhh)
Tell the Ref To Throw the Flag
Blow the Whistle
Cause Your Style's Out of Date
That's a Foul on the Plate
And Your Words Don't Hurt
Cause I'm Flyin Out the Way
What You Make a Month
I Probably Spent Today (Day, Puerrrr)
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
Super Fresh and My Swag So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official
And My Swag So Official
Swag Swag, So Official [x2]
Extra Extra Credit lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Eh (yea buddy) Yea Yea (you know what we do around this time) Yeaa (Through the roof swag on you fuck niggas) Yea yea
I ain't gon deny it
I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money (money) then you know just what I'm talkin bout. [x4]
I got a bad bitch, her name you don't need to know.
If you can take her off of me, that mean iont need that hoe.
Yea, I'm like the number three, something you ain't seen before.
So we get it smackin once we get back to my vehicle.
I got so much drink to pour and I got my reffer rolled.
Girl, I'd love to stay but gotta pack my things so we can goooo.
They call me sayin they need to know
How erryday I'm working but my life just like the weekend though
And when we in the club the owners gon acknowledge us
Me, I'm drunk as hell, throwin champagne bottles up
Yea, we super stars so the camera crews follow us
And all my diamonds traffic jam, they give you some kinda rush.
Baby I'm a star. You can join this constellation.
Shit wherever I want, can't deal with constipation.
Any chick that I handle, I teach 'em patience.
How not to win the award but be glad for your nominations.
If getting money is the case then I'm guilty.
Need a shower. Filthy.
Wipe me down.
I'm famous all the bad hoes like me now.
They don't just wanna fuck, they wanna become wifey now.
You tryna make a name but me, I got my own cloud.
And I can't share no air space. See I'm so Taylor Gang.
I ain't gon deny it
I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money, money (then you) know just what I'm talkin bout. [x4]
Yea
All this money got me feeling bold.
And niggas starring like they scared the speaker's getting old.
You look decent but your girlfriend's a centerfold.
I keep my mind closed for bitches whose tryn dig for gold.
Big cake, ya'll dinner rolls.
You just sink boy, I've been afloat.
I've been in this game and E gave me the sticks now I'm in control
And I'm playing on difficult.
I'm another plane
New day another ticket
So we smoke til the life
Write my name in the swisher smoke
Niggas know if they don't, then they bitch does
Ros bottles spree until they free my big cause
I tell her that she drunk
She say she just buzzed
Half a bottle later she sayin she in love
Some will say it's the fame, some will say the drugs
Got you losin your brain and doing these things in puuuublic
I'm on some own world, other shit
And you gon have to find some decent shelter to get covered in
If she got no panties on then let her in,
And her set of friends.
Meet the gang, whoa
I ain't gon deny it, I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money, money (then you) know just what I'm talkin bout.
I ain't gon deny it
I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money (money) then you know just what I'm talkin bout. [x4]
I got a bad bitch, her name you don't need to know.
If you can take her off of me, that mean iont need that hoe.
Yea, I'm like the number three, something you ain't seen before.
So we get it smackin once we get back to my vehicle.
I got so much drink to pour and I got my reffer rolled.
Girl, I'd love to stay but gotta pack my things so we can goooo.
They call me sayin they need to know
How erryday I'm working but my life just like the weekend though
And when we in the club the owners gon acknowledge us
Me, I'm drunk as hell, throwin champagne bottles up
Yea, we super stars so the camera crews follow us
And all my diamonds traffic jam, they give you some kinda rush.
Baby I'm a star. You can join this constellation.
Shit wherever I want, can't deal with constipation.
Any chick that I handle, I teach 'em patience.
How not to win the award but be glad for your nominations.
If getting money is the case then I'm guilty.
Need a shower. Filthy.
Wipe me down.
I'm famous all the bad hoes like me now.
They don't just wanna fuck, they wanna become wifey now.
You tryna make a name but me, I got my own cloud.
And I can't share no air space. See I'm so Taylor Gang.
I ain't gon deny it
I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money, money (then you) know just what I'm talkin bout. [x4]
Yea
All this money got me feeling bold.
And niggas starring like they scared the speaker's getting old.
You look decent but your girlfriend's a centerfold.
I keep my mind closed for bitches whose tryn dig for gold.
Big cake, ya'll dinner rolls.
You just sink boy, I've been afloat.
I've been in this game and E gave me the sticks now I'm in control
And I'm playing on difficult.
I'm another plane
New day another ticket
So we smoke til the life
Write my name in the swisher smoke
Niggas know if they don't, then they bitch does
Ros bottles spree until they free my big cause
I tell her that she drunk
She say she just buzzed
Half a bottle later she sayin she in love
Some will say it's the fame, some will say the drugs
Got you losin your brain and doing these things in puuuublic
I'm on some own world, other shit
And you gon have to find some decent shelter to get covered in
If she got no panties on then let her in,
And her set of friends.
Meet the gang, whoa
I ain't gon deny it, I be on some fly shit.
See it and I want it.
Like it then I buy it.
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go.
If you get money, money (then you) know just what I'm talkin bout.
Be Easy lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus: x4]
Be easy [echo]
Be easy [echo]
Or it'll be a long day
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Hold on, let me light my blunt, man
This shit too easy
I'll do it in my sleep
Yeah!
It's a new game
Lame nigga forefit
I'm well ahead thoroughbred
You just horse shit
Flow out of this world
I'm in orbit
More chips
So them hoes chase me like Norbit
I'm more sick
No anidonte
High like manigoat
Flow crack & it's dope
Only talk money, homey
I don't understand the broke
Take something from me
Niggas come & bust yo canalope
I'm out here grindin'
Like a pair of old brakes
Hoe, ain't nothing changed
Na, I rep tha Burg all day
Walk it how I talk it so I talk it how I live it
And if you hear me flowin'
You should know it's not a gimick
If the topic real shit
You should know they count me in it
Your girlfriend want me in her mouth
Like I'm her dentist
The icing on the cake
I'm like the glaze, all finished
Majianna scented
Windows up, truck tinted
You better
[Chorus x4]
Skinny nigga
And I'm tat, tat, tatted up
Run up on me
And get rat, tat, tatted up
That's a promise, not a threat
I'll back it up
Pockets gettin' like the old Star Jones,
Fat as fuck
Got my swagga up
Come at me the wrong way
Like what the song say
It'll be a long day
To pass me you can't see
Got a long way
And even seein' first
I'm comin' 'round that home plate
Come out to the Burg
You'll see that I got it poppin'
If you real, you fuck with me
I ain't gotta an option
See my chain?
They like "how did he get all them rocks in? "
Want me on your song?
I'm a need alot of guap then
Breeze home
And he said he going choppa shoppin'
So if you got a problem
So look to now to stop him
That pistol bangin' shit,
I'm on it
And I don't run the Burg, I own it
You better
[Chorus x4]
(Go 'head & get ready to kill yourself, man)
I'm out her slangin'
Rollin' with these hustlas
Tryna get rid of all you hatas & you bustas
Blowin' my smoke, I get right to it
When they play this,
Everybody in this bitch get stupid
I mean, they just lose it
Wildin' like they pissed off
Find you wrong place or wrong time
You can get lost
Lotta niggas mad
But the hoes love it
Yea, the young'n super bad
You can call me McLovin
I'm gettin' in good
Makin' my spread
And na, I'm never stingy with a plate I break bread
My niggas break heads
And we 25 deep
I see you tryin' hard, nigga
But you not me
I'm fuckin' young stars
There's no question, I be
Hit hard & then I dance on them like I'm Ali
I'm a certified "G"
So don't think that I'm just rappin' to you, homey
You don't really want something happen to you
You better
[Chorus x4]
Be easy [echo]
Be easy [echo]
Or it'll be a long day
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Hold on, let me light my blunt, man
This shit too easy
I'll do it in my sleep
Yeah!
It's a new game
Lame nigga forefit
I'm well ahead thoroughbred
You just horse shit
Flow out of this world
I'm in orbit
More chips
So them hoes chase me like Norbit
I'm more sick
No anidonte
High like manigoat
Flow crack & it's dope
Only talk money, homey
I don't understand the broke
Take something from me
Niggas come & bust yo canalope
I'm out here grindin'
Like a pair of old brakes
Hoe, ain't nothing changed
Na, I rep tha Burg all day
Walk it how I talk it so I talk it how I live it
And if you hear me flowin'
You should know it's not a gimick
If the topic real shit
You should know they count me in it
Your girlfriend want me in her mouth
Like I'm her dentist
The icing on the cake
I'm like the glaze, all finished
Majianna scented
Windows up, truck tinted
You better
[Chorus x4]
Skinny nigga
And I'm tat, tat, tatted up
Run up on me
And get rat, tat, tatted up
That's a promise, not a threat
I'll back it up
Pockets gettin' like the old Star Jones,
Fat as fuck
Got my swagga up
Come at me the wrong way
Like what the song say
It'll be a long day
To pass me you can't see
Got a long way
And even seein' first
I'm comin' 'round that home plate
Come out to the Burg
You'll see that I got it poppin'
If you real, you fuck with me
I ain't gotta an option
See my chain?
They like "how did he get all them rocks in? "
Want me on your song?
I'm a need alot of guap then
Breeze home
And he said he going choppa shoppin'
So if you got a problem
So look to now to stop him
That pistol bangin' shit,
I'm on it
And I don't run the Burg, I own it
You better
[Chorus x4]
(Go 'head & get ready to kill yourself, man)
I'm out her slangin'
Rollin' with these hustlas
Tryna get rid of all you hatas & you bustas
Blowin' my smoke, I get right to it
When they play this,
Everybody in this bitch get stupid
I mean, they just lose it
Wildin' like they pissed off
Find you wrong place or wrong time
You can get lost
Lotta niggas mad
But the hoes love it
Yea, the young'n super bad
You can call me McLovin
I'm gettin' in good
Makin' my spread
And na, I'm never stingy with a plate I break bread
My niggas break heads
And we 25 deep
I see you tryin' hard, nigga
But you not me
I'm fuckin' young stars
There's no question, I be
Hit hard & then I dance on them like I'm Ali
I'm a certified "G"
So don't think that I'm just rappin' to you, homey
You don't really want something happen to you
You better
[Chorus x4]
Poppin Rubberbands lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus:]
We poppin' rubber bands, spendin' money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants! (Wiz- SO WE!) Poppin' rubber bands, spendin' money by grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants [x2]
You that time is money so a young nigga clock it! I'm ballin' in the game while them other just watchin'. You makin' in a week I got stuffed up in my pocket! The money ain't a thang, gettin' money's not an option.
I need a rubber band can't fit this money in a wallet! My bank account is makin' ya'll sick to ya stomach, gettin' rich and I love it, my piff got a budget and your bitch probly thinkin' about the prints, she ain't frontin'!
Homie you ain't seen nothin'! I'm blowin' on the overdose. Thirty five large and that's just for doin' a show with you. Talkin' how I live it now I'm gettin' it how I'm suppose to do. Shinin' like I know the do, grinden I could show you dudes!
Hit the mall up dawg spendin' money by the grand! Blow a couple stacks and pop another rubber band! Make it hard to understand, I ain't spend it like that. Niggas know me I'm the man and we gettin' it right back! So we!
[Chorus:]
We poppin' rubber bands, spending money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants (Wiz- SO WE!) [x4]
No I ain't gon' stunt! (Stunt) Hold on what they want! (Want) What you make off in a week, I just roll up in a blunt! (Blunt) I got rumble in my trunk! (Trunk) Money on my mind (Mind) Hennessy in my cup! (Cup) Switch up fold up that pine! (Pine)
Hoes be nothin' but dimes! (Yeahh!) Opens up in they mind, I never spoke for you dudes! Told you I would get mine! (Gettin'!) Chavold fo' them shows (Gettin'!) Guavo fo' them O's! What you makin' in a year I spend more shoppin' for my clothes!
I'm ballin' like a pro! Your doe is kinda minor. My money on the road lookin' something like a tire and they lovin' my atire! I'm lean in them verse but I switch to Micheal Veres and my vision got clearer! (Clearer) It's all about the paper man the paper need mirrors. Could never give a fuck about a hater, can't fear em'. (Nahh) It's been so conversation, you ain't cakin' can't hear em' (NO!) I'm post in the Burgh get money to the ceilin' So we!
[Chorus:]
We poppin rubber bands, spendin' money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants (Wiz- SO WE!) [x4]
We poppin' rubber bands, spendin' money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants! (Wiz- SO WE!) Poppin' rubber bands, spendin' money by grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants [x2]
You that time is money so a young nigga clock it! I'm ballin' in the game while them other just watchin'. You makin' in a week I got stuffed up in my pocket! The money ain't a thang, gettin' money's not an option.
I need a rubber band can't fit this money in a wallet! My bank account is makin' ya'll sick to ya stomach, gettin' rich and I love it, my piff got a budget and your bitch probly thinkin' about the prints, she ain't frontin'!
Homie you ain't seen nothin'! I'm blowin' on the overdose. Thirty five large and that's just for doin' a show with you. Talkin' how I live it now I'm gettin' it how I'm suppose to do. Shinin' like I know the do, grinden I could show you dudes!
Hit the mall up dawg spendin' money by the grand! Blow a couple stacks and pop another rubber band! Make it hard to understand, I ain't spend it like that. Niggas know me I'm the man and we gettin' it right back! So we!
[Chorus:]
We poppin' rubber bands, spending money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants (Wiz- SO WE!) [x4]
No I ain't gon' stunt! (Stunt) Hold on what they want! (Want) What you make off in a week, I just roll up in a blunt! (Blunt) I got rumble in my trunk! (Trunk) Money on my mind (Mind) Hennessy in my cup! (Cup) Switch up fold up that pine! (Pine)
Hoes be nothin' but dimes! (Yeahh!) Opens up in they mind, I never spoke for you dudes! Told you I would get mine! (Gettin'!) Chavold fo' them shows (Gettin'!) Guavo fo' them O's! What you makin' in a year I spend more shoppin' for my clothes!
I'm ballin' like a pro! Your doe is kinda minor. My money on the road lookin' something like a tire and they lovin' my atire! I'm lean in them verse but I switch to Micheal Veres and my vision got clearer! (Clearer) It's all about the paper man the paper need mirrors. Could never give a fuck about a hater, can't fear em'. (Nahh) It's been so conversation, you ain't cakin' can't hear em' (NO!) I'm post in the Burgh get money to the ceilin' So we!
[Chorus:]
We poppin rubber bands, spendin' money by the grand, what you make up in a week, nigga I got it in my pants (Wiz- SO WE!) [x4]
Chewy (Remix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeahhh!
That's exactly what I tell these hoes,
[? ] type a brotha,
Fly head to toe. (WOO!)
I gotta lot of swag,
Need a professional.
And get this doggy bag,
Just I'm head to go.
Yeah I rappin,
All the hoes wanna sing to me.
Do a couple things to me.
Make her bring the team to me. (Team to me.)
I don't wanna fuck. (Nope!)
It might seem rude. (It might.)
A little attitude,
Probably gotta mean chew (Wow!)
You a bad bitch,
With a couple bad friends.
I could let you rock the mic,
She could do the ad libs. (Do the ad libs)
They say I'm aggin,
Nah home, I'm gettin paid. (Get money!)
Shine while I'm young,
Balls in the shade. (Shade.)
So ya best, best hop your ass in the ling. (Ling.)
Fix your doobie up, (Up!)
And start to chew me up. (Up!)
You wanna screw me, what? (What?)
Fuck your old man. (Man.)
Gettin top notch, with no hangers. (Nah!)
Two!
Shawty, whatchu doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
I'm all up here cause you lookin right,
You lookin right,
You lookin right.
Keep sayin that chu wouldn't
But I know that chu might,
I know that chu might
I know that chu might.
See I'm tryin to get it chewy tonight,
Tonight,
A good night.
And that's exactly what I tell the bitch, (Beetch!)
Ain't got the time to easy your mind,
I'm on some other shit. (Sheett!)
Know what you're fuckin with? (What?)
A young star, baby!
Ever met a nigga like me? (Nope!)
Not at all, baby. (Yeahhh!)
A coach player,
I could show you how to ball, baby. (Baby.)
And live today,
Cause I ain't worried about tomorrow, baby. (Nah!)
You heard my song, (Like my songs?)
You seen my face around, (Round.)
So now it's you and me,
So take this good weed and break it down. (Break it down.)
Spot boppers,
Shawty talkin bout skating now. (Now.)
And given brains,
Let me know just what she thinkin bout. (Wow!)
Burning trees,
Courtesy of my Jamaican pal. (Pal.)
Gettin all this money,
With all these honeys I could make em pout. (Make em pout.)
Now I could make you smile, (Smile.)
Or I can make you moan. (Moan.)
Turn you into my number one fan if I take you home. (Take you home.)
Want me to break you off? (Break ya off?)
I'm thinking more about the money, (Money!)
The money's what I'm thinking about. (Thinkin bout.)
Hey.
Shawty, whatchu doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
I'm all up here cause you lookin right,
You lookin right,
You lookin right.
Keep sayin that chu wouldn't
But I know that chu might,
I know that chu might
I know that chu might.
See I'm tryin to get it chewy tonight,
Tonight,
Good night.
This the prince.
Two! Two!
Yep.
Two! Two! Two!
This the 4-1-2-0.
Say!
Twooo. Twooo.
Yeahhh!
Sing.
Twooo. Twooo.
Ohh.
That's exactly what I tell these hoes,
[? ] type a brotha,
Fly head to toe. (WOO!)
I gotta lot of swag,
Need a professional.
And get this doggy bag,
Just I'm head to go.
Yeah I rappin,
All the hoes wanna sing to me.
Do a couple things to me.
Make her bring the team to me. (Team to me.)
I don't wanna fuck. (Nope!)
It might seem rude. (It might.)
A little attitude,
Probably gotta mean chew (Wow!)
You a bad bitch,
With a couple bad friends.
I could let you rock the mic,
She could do the ad libs. (Do the ad libs)
They say I'm aggin,
Nah home, I'm gettin paid. (Get money!)
Shine while I'm young,
Balls in the shade. (Shade.)
So ya best, best hop your ass in the ling. (Ling.)
Fix your doobie up, (Up!)
And start to chew me up. (Up!)
You wanna screw me, what? (What?)
Fuck your old man. (Man.)
Gettin top notch, with no hangers. (Nah!)
Two!
Shawty, whatchu doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
I'm all up here cause you lookin right,
You lookin right,
You lookin right.
Keep sayin that chu wouldn't
But I know that chu might,
I know that chu might
I know that chu might.
See I'm tryin to get it chewy tonight,
Tonight,
A good night.
And that's exactly what I tell the bitch, (Beetch!)
Ain't got the time to easy your mind,
I'm on some other shit. (Sheett!)
Know what you're fuckin with? (What?)
A young star, baby!
Ever met a nigga like me? (Nope!)
Not at all, baby. (Yeahhh!)
A coach player,
I could show you how to ball, baby. (Baby.)
And live today,
Cause I ain't worried about tomorrow, baby. (Nah!)
You heard my song, (Like my songs?)
You seen my face around, (Round.)
So now it's you and me,
So take this good weed and break it down. (Break it down.)
Spot boppers,
Shawty talkin bout skating now. (Now.)
And given brains,
Let me know just what she thinkin bout. (Wow!)
Burning trees,
Courtesy of my Jamaican pal. (Pal.)
Gettin all this money,
With all these honeys I could make em pout. (Make em pout.)
Now I could make you smile, (Smile.)
Or I can make you moan. (Moan.)
Turn you into my number one fan if I take you home. (Take you home.)
Want me to break you off? (Break ya off?)
I'm thinking more about the money, (Money!)
The money's what I'm thinking about. (Thinkin bout.)
Hey.
Shawty, whatchu doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
Doin tonight?
I'm all up here cause you lookin right,
You lookin right,
You lookin right.
Keep sayin that chu wouldn't
But I know that chu might,
I know that chu might
I know that chu might.
See I'm tryin to get it chewy tonight,
Tonight,
Good night.
This the prince.
Two! Two!
Yep.
Two! Two! Two!
This the 4-1-2-0.
Say!
Twooo. Twooo.
Yeahhh!
Sing.
Twooo. Twooo.
Ohh.
Gone lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeah, it's Young, ya know?
Crack that shit down, roll that shit up, light that shit, pass it
Nah, fuck that, face this one, yeuh, this for all my true weed smokers
yeeuh, nigga ask me what's wrong with me...
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
[Wiz Khalifa]
I said I'm gone, off that pound of dank
Ridin' in my ride, so blowed, don't how to think
But I'm stayin' high
I'ma roll me a nice, long Swisher, filled with light green
Oh, I think they like me, let me get a light, B (and then I'm gone)
Off that Cali bud, what the fuck you chokin' on?
Mr. Bud by the Zone, O's like Omarion
And we ain't tuckin' nothin' cousin, what's the hold up?
Keep 'em comin' back to back to back, we roll up ('til it's all gone)
Get a pound, break it down, I ain't stingy, it's enough to go around
And I'm blazin' right now, niggas tellin' me to hold on
Crank it, twist it, light it, take a pull, and hold on (and then, I'm gone)
I gotta have it, gotta have it, that's unheard about
Rollin' up another blunt, before I put the first one out
My eyes low, have me chiefin' 'til I choke
Niggas askin' me what's wrong,
Blew some smoke up out my nose, and said I'm gone
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
[Wiz Khalifa]
I said I'm gone, off that brownish drank
Niggas know how I roll, it look like my eyes closed
Hennesey and Hydro, rhyme slow
Nigga, I'm on a different type of a vibe
This a different type of weed, and I'm a different type a high (my nigga, I'm gone)
To a place that you probably never been in life
Smokin' Purple Kryptonite, make sure you curl that Swisher right
'Cause I ain't tryna have this home-grown runnin',
Homie thinkin' he gon' smoke for free, I duck 'em, roll somethin' (then, I'm gone)
In my ride, doin' 80 in a 45 Zone, half a zone
Got me blown, I get more than high
Fresh off of the plane
Head start into my hotel
Weedman in every city, yeah I smoke well (even when I'm gone)
I ain't the only one, all my niggas puff pounds
Swingin' blunts 'round, sun up 'till sun down
My eyes low, and my words are getting slow
Niggas askin' me whats wrong,
I blew some smoke up out my nose, and said I'm gone
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
Crack that shit down, roll that shit up, light that shit, pass it
Nah, fuck that, face this one, yeuh, this for all my true weed smokers
yeeuh, nigga ask me what's wrong with me...
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
[Wiz Khalifa]
I said I'm gone, off that pound of dank
Ridin' in my ride, so blowed, don't how to think
But I'm stayin' high
I'ma roll me a nice, long Swisher, filled with light green
Oh, I think they like me, let me get a light, B (and then I'm gone)
Off that Cali bud, what the fuck you chokin' on?
Mr. Bud by the Zone, O's like Omarion
And we ain't tuckin' nothin' cousin, what's the hold up?
Keep 'em comin' back to back to back, we roll up ('til it's all gone)
Get a pound, break it down, I ain't stingy, it's enough to go around
And I'm blazin' right now, niggas tellin' me to hold on
Crank it, twist it, light it, take a pull, and hold on (and then, I'm gone)
I gotta have it, gotta have it, that's unheard about
Rollin' up another blunt, before I put the first one out
My eyes low, have me chiefin' 'til I choke
Niggas askin' me what's wrong,
Blew some smoke up out my nose, and said I'm gone
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
[Wiz Khalifa]
I said I'm gone, off that brownish drank
Niggas know how I roll, it look like my eyes closed
Hennesey and Hydro, rhyme slow
Nigga, I'm on a different type of a vibe
This a different type of weed, and I'm a different type a high (my nigga, I'm gone)
To a place that you probably never been in life
Smokin' Purple Kryptonite, make sure you curl that Swisher right
'Cause I ain't tryna have this home-grown runnin',
Homie thinkin' he gon' smoke for free, I duck 'em, roll somethin' (then, I'm gone)
In my ride, doin' 80 in a 45 Zone, half a zone
Got me blown, I get more than high
Fresh off of the plane
Head start into my hotel
Weedman in every city, yeah I smoke well (even when I'm gone)
I ain't the only one, all my niggas puff pounds
Swingin' blunts 'round, sun up 'till sun down
My eyes low, and my words are getting slow
Niggas askin' me whats wrong,
I blew some smoke up out my nose, and said I'm gone
[Hook]
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
I said, I'm gone off that pound of dank (that sticky, that icky) [x3]
Purple, purple in my pocket, and my jeans sag low
Smokin Good lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I'm a cigarello fiend smokin weed like it's oxygen
Roll a lot skunk, need some blunts, get two boxes in
Goin to pull my stash, out rollin out this half ounce
Puff pass, nigga I puff grass till I pass out
[x2]
Half ounce what I got to smoke up in some days
Yeah I choke up and get blazed
Eyes closed up and get glazed
I'll blow some in your face
But you ain't hitting nothin
If I'm in here I gotta smoke somethin nigga
[Hook:]
Crack a swishy if I'm rollin up that good
And we roll it by the O, yeah I know you wish you could
Ain't nothin funny gettin money like I should
Anywhere I go niggas know I smokin good
[Chorus:]
I'm smokin good
[x7]
Niggas know about what young Khalifa into
Love to smoke out, a lot of reefer in him
Get you skunked out, you know I'm street official
When boys gotta problem, you should keep your issue
I'm from Pistolvania, where them heaters hit you
Out in California, where the weed official
And you could tell that I'm a boss
Don't really gotta tell you that I'm smokin good, you smell it through the wall
[Hook]
[Chorus]
Roll a lot skunk, need some blunts, get two boxes in
Goin to pull my stash, out rollin out this half ounce
Puff pass, nigga I puff grass till I pass out
[x2]
Half ounce what I got to smoke up in some days
Yeah I choke up and get blazed
Eyes closed up and get glazed
I'll blow some in your face
But you ain't hitting nothin
If I'm in here I gotta smoke somethin nigga
[Hook:]
Crack a swishy if I'm rollin up that good
And we roll it by the O, yeah I know you wish you could
Ain't nothin funny gettin money like I should
Anywhere I go niggas know I smokin good
[Chorus:]
I'm smokin good
[x7]
Niggas know about what young Khalifa into
Love to smoke out, a lot of reefer in him
Get you skunked out, you know I'm street official
When boys gotta problem, you should keep your issue
I'm from Pistolvania, where them heaters hit you
Out in California, where the weed official
And you could tell that I'm a boss
Don't really gotta tell you that I'm smokin good, you smell it through the wall
[Hook]
[Chorus]
Who I Am lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I be rollin
Riden
Flow so fly I be so so high
She say I'm that guy u wanna ride with
Like my car get inside it
U excited
I don't blame u
Everywhere I go all them hoes act the same too
I don't wanna date u
I just wanna take u home n do somethin grown folks can relate too
Bitch I'm a play u
I would hate to
But if u stay cool we should be straight boo
Bitch I'm a straight fool
No I can't lie
Don't let a day go bye where I ain't high
Pump your brake lights lemme slow it down
Know who I is n how is bout to go down
U wanna roll now
We'll just ride out
Right now I'll show u what I'm bout
[Chorus:]
Tryna front when u see me in the club bitch u no who I am [x4]
Gettin weeded with a pocket full of dubs I bet u no who I am [x4]
They be runnin up n showin all this love cause they know who I am [x4]
Didn't notice it but now your goin nuts cause u no who I am [x4]
I be cakin
Makin all of this money
Look honey I ain't fakin
See that your takin
That's cool with me
Cause u n your boyfriend ain't got shit to do with me
Truthfully
Real talk
I pimp hard she tell them to get lost
Bottles of patron good green in my cigar
See u in your girl watchin me n my niggas
Now that your with us
If not wiz don't fuck a rap star
I just get it how I live
This ain't the first time that u heard about wiz
So ma why I feelin me just front n act like it is
U ain't the type of juice better then one poundin
Just lettin me come round now she a buss down
Feelin my convo
Then mami let's ride out
Right now I'll show u what I'm bout
[Chorus]
Riden
Flow so fly I be so so high
She say I'm that guy u wanna ride with
Like my car get inside it
U excited
I don't blame u
Everywhere I go all them hoes act the same too
I don't wanna date u
I just wanna take u home n do somethin grown folks can relate too
Bitch I'm a play u
I would hate to
But if u stay cool we should be straight boo
Bitch I'm a straight fool
No I can't lie
Don't let a day go bye where I ain't high
Pump your brake lights lemme slow it down
Know who I is n how is bout to go down
U wanna roll now
We'll just ride out
Right now I'll show u what I'm bout
[Chorus:]
Tryna front when u see me in the club bitch u no who I am [x4]
Gettin weeded with a pocket full of dubs I bet u no who I am [x4]
They be runnin up n showin all this love cause they know who I am [x4]
Didn't notice it but now your goin nuts cause u no who I am [x4]
I be cakin
Makin all of this money
Look honey I ain't fakin
See that your takin
That's cool with me
Cause u n your boyfriend ain't got shit to do with me
Truthfully
Real talk
I pimp hard she tell them to get lost
Bottles of patron good green in my cigar
See u in your girl watchin me n my niggas
Now that your with us
If not wiz don't fuck a rap star
I just get it how I live
This ain't the first time that u heard about wiz
So ma why I feelin me just front n act like it is
U ain't the type of juice better then one poundin
Just lettin me come round now she a buss down
Feelin my convo
Then mami let's ride out
Right now I'll show u what I'm bout
[Chorus]
Pittsburgh Sound (All In My Blood) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro:]
Yea
Its Wiz Khalifa Man
Its That 412
I Got That Pittsburgh Sound
[Verse 1:]
Around These Parts
Im Known As The Youngest In Charge
My Shit Bang Out The Trunk Of Your Car
Its The Cities Known Rap Spitta
Semi Blown Clack Niggas
Skin And Bones But Really Known As That Nigga
Im Known To Chase The Bucks
Grind To Get My Paper Up
In The Studio Writin Rhymes Til The Paper Crunch
Im Not The Type That U Would Call Em A Thug
But Im A Huster Its All In My Blood
So If Its All For The Cheese Then Im In It
My Screws Kinda Loose So I Ease To The Finish
I Hop Up In The Coupe Feel The Breeze While Im In It
Blowin Smoke Up Out The Roof From The Trees That Im Spliffin
Youngin Got The Game On Lock
Im On Top Its A Shame Yall Not
You A Lame Put Ur Brain On Pot
Leave U Wet Like The Rain Yall Drop
Im Gon Rock And I Aint Gon Stop... Nigga
[Hook:]
Whos The Kid Spittin Flames
Changin The Game
His Name... Its Wiz Khalifa Man
From The Home Of The Brick
Where They Know For The Cake
The Place... That Steel City Damn
I Got That Pittsburgh Sound
And Imma Always Hold Pittsburgh Down
Its Wiz Khalifa Man
U Cant Tell By Now
Pittsburgh Imma Swell My Town
That Steel City Damn
[Verse 2:]
Roll Rubber U Dont Know Who U Dealin With
O So Inocent But Flows So Billigant
My Spit Games Like A 44 Killin Shit
Know Your Man Warm But The Young Ball Killin Shit
Realist Shit And Your Main Wife Dig Me
Game Try And Hit Me
Kick Game Like 50 Cent
Niggas Wanna Play Games I Quickly
Mob With A Squad That Will Bang Yall Wit Me
And They Want The Kid Still Hurtin
Hundred Niggas Wit Hammers
Yea Thats Wat I Call A Steal Curtain
I Handle My Time And Still Work It
Put In Work Couple Mil. Worth In
And Im From Pittsburgh Where The Green
And The Eatin Is Good
Where The Fiends Do Everything In The Hood
Everyday Is Like A War So My Soldiers Ride Fatiguesin The Hood
And We Gettin All The Green Like We Should... You Know Yea
[Hook]
Yea
Its Wiz Khalifa Man
Its That 412
I Got That Pittsburgh Sound
[Verse 1:]
Around These Parts
Im Known As The Youngest In Charge
My Shit Bang Out The Trunk Of Your Car
Its The Cities Known Rap Spitta
Semi Blown Clack Niggas
Skin And Bones But Really Known As That Nigga
Im Known To Chase The Bucks
Grind To Get My Paper Up
In The Studio Writin Rhymes Til The Paper Crunch
Im Not The Type That U Would Call Em A Thug
But Im A Huster Its All In My Blood
So If Its All For The Cheese Then Im In It
My Screws Kinda Loose So I Ease To The Finish
I Hop Up In The Coupe Feel The Breeze While Im In It
Blowin Smoke Up Out The Roof From The Trees That Im Spliffin
Youngin Got The Game On Lock
Im On Top Its A Shame Yall Not
You A Lame Put Ur Brain On Pot
Leave U Wet Like The Rain Yall Drop
Im Gon Rock And I Aint Gon Stop... Nigga
[Hook:]
Whos The Kid Spittin Flames
Changin The Game
His Name... Its Wiz Khalifa Man
From The Home Of The Brick
Where They Know For The Cake
The Place... That Steel City Damn
I Got That Pittsburgh Sound
And Imma Always Hold Pittsburgh Down
Its Wiz Khalifa Man
U Cant Tell By Now
Pittsburgh Imma Swell My Town
That Steel City Damn
[Verse 2:]
Roll Rubber U Dont Know Who U Dealin With
O So Inocent But Flows So Billigant
My Spit Games Like A 44 Killin Shit
Know Your Man Warm But The Young Ball Killin Shit
Realist Shit And Your Main Wife Dig Me
Game Try And Hit Me
Kick Game Like 50 Cent
Niggas Wanna Play Games I Quickly
Mob With A Squad That Will Bang Yall Wit Me
And They Want The Kid Still Hurtin
Hundred Niggas Wit Hammers
Yea Thats Wat I Call A Steal Curtain
I Handle My Time And Still Work It
Put In Work Couple Mil. Worth In
And Im From Pittsburgh Where The Green
And The Eatin Is Good
Where The Fiends Do Everything In The Hood
Everyday Is Like A War So My Soldiers Ride Fatiguesin The Hood
And We Gettin All The Green Like We Should... You Know Yea
[Hook]
Keep The Conversation lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Boaz)
[Intro:]
Even though I'm in love, sometimes I get so afraid
I'll say something so wrong, just to have something to say
I know the moment is right
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
[Verse 1:]
I seen you from afar
Nice frame and your braids long
Gucci bag matching your frames ma
And like a don I approached you
I'm not the player type
But if you play it right
Ma I'll coach you
I'll put it down how I'm spose to
A popular dude
But I'm tryna to see what's poppin with you
Know a little bout the kid cause she's been watching my moves
Got my picture on the wall from when I popped in the news
And true
I been runnin' the town
Lot a chicks thought I was nuttin
All of a sudden, wanting me know
Doing research and hunting me down
But never mind the stuntin'
Trying to see what's on your mind and something
Got a place to unwind, it's nothing
Have a wild discussion
I'm a roll some of this, ride n then puff it
Yea, we start off slow, then kick it in gear
Off of that smooth shit, I kick in the air
To keep the conversation
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
[Verse 2:]
Here I go, putting myself out there
Really trying to see what shorty about here
Nothing to doubt here
See what you get
Get what you see
Me I keep it 100%
Never see myself loving a chick, you might change that
And if not, I'm happy being the same cat you
Think it's a shame that, that's how it has to be
But you with another dude, that'd be sad to see
You still mad at me, some high school tragedy
Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me
I'm like woah, slow down baby, and
Kick it with your man itta go down crazy
I wanna get to know ya
Talk to ya hold ya
And them places you ain't been
I wanna show ya
And she gone' let the kid handle his biz
Off of that smooth shit I kick in the air
They keep the conversation
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
[Verse 3:]
I hit your girl with that slick talk, won't see her again
Drop the top, let your hair go, free in the wind
Now we can go and get a room on the other side of town
Or give me head in the whip if you wanna ride around
Roll up the koheeba getting blunted by the pound
I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin it down, me and my man whiz
Hit the club, Buy the bar, we let the champ fizz
Knockin couple of brauds you know the plan is
We call the whole crew, and then we ran trillz
I'm so street I feel a part of the canvas
Hard knocks University the heart of the campus
And you know I got my PHD
But that don't stand for player hating
That's a Pimpin Heavy Degree
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Even though I'm in love, sometimes I get so afraid
I'll say something so wrong, just to have something to say
I know the moment is right
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
[Verse 1:]
I seen you from afar
Nice frame and your braids long
Gucci bag matching your frames ma
And like a don I approached you
I'm not the player type
But if you play it right
Ma I'll coach you
I'll put it down how I'm spose to
A popular dude
But I'm tryna to see what's poppin with you
Know a little bout the kid cause she's been watching my moves
Got my picture on the wall from when I popped in the news
And true
I been runnin' the town
Lot a chicks thought I was nuttin
All of a sudden, wanting me know
Doing research and hunting me down
But never mind the stuntin'
Trying to see what's on your mind and something
Got a place to unwind, it's nothing
Have a wild discussion
I'm a roll some of this, ride n then puff it
Yea, we start off slow, then kick it in gear
Off of that smooth shit, I kick in the air
To keep the conversation
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
[Verse 2:]
Here I go, putting myself out there
Really trying to see what shorty about here
Nothing to doubt here
See what you get
Get what you see
Me I keep it 100%
Never see myself loving a chick, you might change that
And if not, I'm happy being the same cat you
Think it's a shame that, that's how it has to be
But you with another dude, that'd be sad to see
You still mad at me, some high school tragedy
Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me
I'm like woah, slow down baby, and
Kick it with your man itta go down crazy
I wanna get to know ya
Talk to ya hold ya
And them places you ain't been
I wanna show ya
And she gone' let the kid handle his biz
Off of that smooth shit I kick in the air
They keep the conversation
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
[Verse 3:]
I hit your girl with that slick talk, won't see her again
Drop the top, let your hair go, free in the wind
Now we can go and get a room on the other side of town
Or give me head in the whip if you wanna ride around
Roll up the koheeba getting blunted by the pound
I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin it down, me and my man whiz
Hit the club, Buy the bar, we let the champ fizz
Knockin couple of brauds you know the plan is
We call the whole crew, and then we ran trillz
I'm so street I feel a part of the canvas
Hard knocks University the heart of the campus
And you know I got my PHD
But that don't stand for player hating
That's a Pimpin Heavy Degree
[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
I'm Gonna Ride lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Sick a nigga run over switches states macking broads getting cake glocking mad glocking blast
Thought with the bitch nigga a quick escape I move with dudes that be dishing weight smooth with
The uz that will hit your face came in the game and I'm changing the game with a flow that will
Run around the crews the hate this guy is a pimp and you know his fan I don't hold the grams
I'm a colder man and I do it for the youngers and the older fans niggas whippin in the kitchen
Tryin to hold there grams I don't play around lay em down for the lil homie wanna play the clown
I'm casing pounds spraying rounds follow the khalifa cause it's going down money in the rubber band
Slang crack rock try and find the man in the flat top ask anyone in the streets everyone around
Knows where he beast and I'm killing the beef you can chill in the team but a steel of at least
I'm up in your brain you better be taking the lord you better be keeping your chain see this guy
Here is a nousense you talk fire and you can't proof it you just lie up in your music send my guys
To come and shoot shit duke I ride and this is true as you would die if niggas pulling I don't
Know what you fucking see when you know as well you've been fucking me.
[Chorus x2:]
I'm on the move so if you get in my way I'm a ride ride till I die and it should be no suprise
We paper chasing man, messing with my cake or fam imm ride ride till they die fuck us try
I'm gonna ride for me ride for me die for me die for me
What's your 45 for me face the judge and lie for me
Ride for me ride for me die for me die for me
What's your 45 for me face the judge and lie for me
P. I. T. T. S. B. U. R. G. H. represent to the fullest and I'm putting cowards back into place
When I'm rapping the taste, yeah crack in the place, laugh in your face, lay up and chill after
You safe that's a mistake cause I'm moving with a gang of I'll guys looking like the last of
The day but why you say cause my nigga I could die today lock down and never see the light
Of day kidnapped trapped in a hide away so I never get the cat to ride away fire inside of
May the kid move with da fools that try to take the game back to the rhyming days payback
For the fact that your guys a fake and I can't even believe you can spit shit to the people
Like it. chips and just leaves you with kids that leaves you see through you pricks
Hand my shit an overdose so you wrote and sold some coke move some crack how true is that
Front on my cats and you'll lose shit back haters get back when I'm through with rap
And I'm feeling my tracks with truth and fact kill em on wax and I'm moving cats
When they crew in all black yeah I'm doing that I gotta flavor that will flow and taste
And I'm doing it till I'm blue in the face I'm thinking bigger then any nigga that think
He cool in the place which gives me reason to but a tool to his waist.
[Chorus]
Thought with the bitch nigga a quick escape I move with dudes that be dishing weight smooth with
The uz that will hit your face came in the game and I'm changing the game with a flow that will
Run around the crews the hate this guy is a pimp and you know his fan I don't hold the grams
I'm a colder man and I do it for the youngers and the older fans niggas whippin in the kitchen
Tryin to hold there grams I don't play around lay em down for the lil homie wanna play the clown
I'm casing pounds spraying rounds follow the khalifa cause it's going down money in the rubber band
Slang crack rock try and find the man in the flat top ask anyone in the streets everyone around
Knows where he beast and I'm killing the beef you can chill in the team but a steel of at least
I'm up in your brain you better be taking the lord you better be keeping your chain see this guy
Here is a nousense you talk fire and you can't proof it you just lie up in your music send my guys
To come and shoot shit duke I ride and this is true as you would die if niggas pulling I don't
Know what you fucking see when you know as well you've been fucking me.
[Chorus x2:]
I'm on the move so if you get in my way I'm a ride ride till I die and it should be no suprise
We paper chasing man, messing with my cake or fam imm ride ride till they die fuck us try
I'm gonna ride for me ride for me die for me die for me
What's your 45 for me face the judge and lie for me
Ride for me ride for me die for me die for me
What's your 45 for me face the judge and lie for me
P. I. T. T. S. B. U. R. G. H. represent to the fullest and I'm putting cowards back into place
When I'm rapping the taste, yeah crack in the place, laugh in your face, lay up and chill after
You safe that's a mistake cause I'm moving with a gang of I'll guys looking like the last of
The day but why you say cause my nigga I could die today lock down and never see the light
Of day kidnapped trapped in a hide away so I never get the cat to ride away fire inside of
May the kid move with da fools that try to take the game back to the rhyming days payback
For the fact that your guys a fake and I can't even believe you can spit shit to the people
Like it. chips and just leaves you with kids that leaves you see through you pricks
Hand my shit an overdose so you wrote and sold some coke move some crack how true is that
Front on my cats and you'll lose shit back haters get back when I'm through with rap
And I'm feeling my tracks with truth and fact kill em on wax and I'm moving cats
When they crew in all black yeah I'm doing that I gotta flavor that will flow and taste
And I'm doing it till I'm blue in the face I'm thinking bigger then any nigga that think
He cool in the place which gives me reason to but a tool to his waist.
[Chorus]
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