It's On You lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Uh, if you made for the top, then you gon' make it to the top

And you gon' keep goin' because the game don't stop

If you always stay ten toes you ain't gon' flop

Lot of doors will get closed but ain't gon' lock

Things, they change it's a newer game

Niggas who talk but won't do the same

Plus they all broke, I see through the fame

Invest in yourself like you do them chains

Next year is you gon' be on private planes

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

L.A. to Miami, Atlanta to Houston, New York

Do what you gotta do for now it makes you feel important

You could be in the room with bosses, won't even absorb it

Cause you too busy livin' out what you see in the portrait

All the things you involve with

Are just the smallest problems

I ain't gon' need a part in

And I'm just being honest

You need to take some time to yourself and think about it

Grow up, quit being childish

I wanna see you balance

Don't think you're being challenged

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Reach For The Stars lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

[Layzie Bone:]

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

(Yeah)

My path, been clear

The bottom, been there

My plate, gon' share

My grind, took years

I've faced, my fears

I've passed, my peers

I've switched, them gears

They in, the rear

Goin' hard, there no stoppin' him

Everyday gotta thank God again

Money really ain't no problem

Nigga talk crazy, gon' ride on him

Niggas turn they back

Then they wanna be on your side again

Nigga keep it G like alphabet

We ain't tryna be on the ground

[Layzie Bone:]

Better go for the gusto

Way up on the rack, my muscle

I'm a get mine's, it's always been cutthroat

Ten toes to the ground, I must blow

On my way up, but I do this for us though

Whatever you set your mind to you can do that, do that

On the ground, full-time I shine cause I'm puttin' in work nigga true that, true that

Ain't it funny how the world go round

Ain't nothin' new to me under the sun

If I did it, Wiz did it, Kray did it, player

Put it up on Bone you can get ya some

Just take that "can't" up outta your vocab

You so bad

Tell the world that you can, can

Little man, man

You gon' land

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

[Krayzie Bone:]

Reach for the stars

Why not go Mars?

We go way too hard

Ya'll niggas still in cars

No limit the galaxy ours

Shaking these suckas like gravity

To the bottom they constantly grabbin' me

Let 'em know, straight face

Ya'll niggas can't fuck with Kray

But I'm on the brand new wave

And I know that these niggas beneath me

Keep 'em beneath me mane

Keepin' the heat, niggas is creepin, I gotta keep the thang

They don't wanna see me shine but the nigga's so sick with the grind

And they don't wanna see Kray high, so high, I'm scraping the sky

[Bizzy Bone:]

Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone

It's that Thuggish, Ruggish, Bone

Just like I keep my gun on me

I keep my hustle on

I know what I'm worth and I ain't wrong

Bet I'm in a betterment

I bet I'm in a zone

Telling me I better take a cut and I'll be gone

Currency, I finna reach for the stars

But don't you worry me

Currently, the future of this music starts to worry me

That's all ya'll, all ya'll, all ya'll

Cannabis Sativa

And Wiz Khalifa ya'll

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

[Flesh-N-Bone:]

Tell me how far is that you see

I'm in another galaxy

Fuck Scotty I'mma beam you up then back down, check this reality

So that give 'em a full dose of ambition, that's ammunition

That click and that clack don't stop it's that drug I'm cookin' in the kitchen

How many pounds a day?

Maybe get few keys of yay

Ya'll heard but they sound like they say

Ya'll fuck around, they don't play

Everyday, it's a special occasion

Everyday, it's a celebration

Everyday, a brand new creation

Everyday, got a brand new hater

[Wish Bone:]

Rewind, rewind

You can get the state of mind

And then never give in to it

Speak into existence

Put more weight on the best life, live relentless, (relentless)!

Do the most, do the most

And if I'm close, I never think lose

Never think lose

Not this dude

And if it comes 'round to it, do it

Stand in my way, and I'm a show how we do it, do it

Thugs us no play, no conscience leave 'em all clueless

I do this, do this. Go against the goal. Need I say? That's foolish

Rope-a-dope style on the ropes

Better than me then prove it

[Layzie Bone:]

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

All Of A Sudden lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. THEMXXNLIGHT)

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

I hear you when you callin'

I need you in the mornin'

I feel you when you walk in

Conversation, I'ma spark it

No time, I ain't gon waste it

My time, I'm gonna take it

Slow it down, we love makin'

Speed it up, say that's your favorite

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

I got just what you need

We gon drink and roll the weed

Ain't gon fall in love with me

That's just how it's supposed to be

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

(Uh) Ooh, wonder where you went to

I know what we went through, 'cause at first, we were cool

Now you up in my room, doin' what grown people do

You want me, me on you

Hit me up when we're through

And say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Hit it so good, you go to sleep

Didn't know you was a freak

Got me fuckin' up my sheets

Before I know, you gone away

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Chevy Woods, Wiz Khalifa & THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Yeah

She like real cool

She don't wanna be bothered

She like, I'ma fuck wit you

Just don't lie to me

You gettin' lied to bitch

Call me to reach me

Call me, reach me

Homework lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. THEMXXNLIGHT)

[MXXNLIGHT:]

I been in my zone (I been in my zone)

I just wanna know (I just wanna know)

Why you left me in the cold (why you left me in the cold)

Now you're blowin' up my phone (now you're blowin' up my phone)

Only when I get a check, you wanna call me

Every other night, you go out poppin' molly

People think you're nice, but girl you're really naughty

I hit up Santa, had to tell him you're a thotty

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Uh, got all the papers rolled

Used to be Backwoods, now it's cones

Fuck a DM, I'm slidin' through your home

You sendin' them pics to my phone

You like that I'm well known

But still be hella low

On point, your friends ain't gotta know

Don't go tellin' 'em 'bout my stroke

She might want to find out

Ain't nothin' new, this happens all the time

Pressure break pipes, hit me late night

Ain't the gang, it ain't right, yeah

[MXXNLIGHT:]

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Finally free, high off the tree

Nigga had a lockdown, she was under siege

Wanna be flyin' places and smokin' in peace

On the runnin' team with my own machine

They ain't comin' close, that's why you puttin' on your clothes

And rushin' out the door when it's over

Nowhere near sober, nigga say he need closure

I just throw another pound your way and hope

Next time I see you, you'll know how to roll

Gang or ain't, nothing at all

[MXXNLIGHT:]

You'll never be my wife not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

I was born a star

It's gang or nothin' at all

Got your bitch tryna FaceTime the call

Heh heh heh

Something New lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Right Now Sound

I be with the Hitmaka

So, hol' up

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Goddamn, you know who I am

Try to be on the low, but you ain't slow

Keep my shirt open, eyes low

Get a lot of paper, I know

But you ain't into that, you like real facts

Like, if you show love, you gon' get it back

Like, if you fuck good, you gon' get it back

Like, if you cook, wanna a real nigga that

Gon' rap 'til that pussy like (Uh, uh)

We can go and get a private room

We can fuck for one night, ain't gotta jump the broom

Say your nigga, chill

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

I can tell you ain't from 'round here

All that body, baby, it's not fair

Pull up on that ass in a drop, yeah

That's your ex, nigga? I'm dead!

Lookin' for a real one? You found it!

California King, we gon' go rounds on it

No doubt, yeah, leave your legs shakin'

I might sing to that pussy like la-da-da-di-da (Di, yeah)

Girl, your shit so classic, it don't need no features (No, ooh Yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

[Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign:]

Girl, you look just like somethin' out a magazine ('Zine)

You smell great, know your body clean (Yeah)

Them niggas been on you since you was a teen (Teen)

Now you grown up, and I'm a boss, I'm just showing love (Love)

Smell like kush when I'm rollin' up (Roll)

So much bank, I can fold it up (Fold)

It's so good, got you callin' up (Call)

Tryna kick it with a nigga like, uhh (Brroom)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

Laugh Now, Fly Later (2017)

• Royal Highness
• Letterman
• Figure It Out
• Plane 4 U
• No Dirt
• Long Way To Go
• Global Access
• City Of Steel
• Weed Farm
• Stay Focused 

Royal Highness lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Casey Veggies)

Yeah

Yeah uh

Aw man yeah, yeah

Aw yeah

[Casey Veggies:]

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

On the west side yeah I'm living proof

Started small but now everything new

I spit like I ain't got no tooth

Flying topless, the plane got no roof

I'ma shine till my name in the sky

I'ma ball hard and break all the rules

Graduated and hopped in that coupe

With my main girl now I gotta say bye to you

I can count up a mil on a bad day

She ain't down then she ain't got no use

By the way that she making that ass shake

I just told baby do what she do

She the type I got to search for

Wasn't handed to me, had to work for it

They riding the wave like a surf board

While the boy hotter than the earth core

Told her wait til' I go get my cash right

When the money was low she didn't act right

Caught up living in the fast life

To be the boss I paid the mad price

I be with some women watching Friday

Smoking spliffs up on the highway

Shawty call me royal highness

'Cause I did this shit my way

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Oh for real

Real expensive, my clothes

I'm reinventing flows

Presidential, my smoke

You guys are little clones

Go 'head and wash your self up

The only loud smell should be the dope

Everything else is top shelf

Dinner on a boat, smoking a joint

I call that time to kill

I don't trip, I let shit slide

But niggas 'round me will

5k, Vegas at Tao, The owner pay the bill

Best seats

We at the game, I'm ashing on the field

Soon as we board the plane, they screwing up they faces

Money in cases, old watches, colorful bracelets

Some of us famous

The others just started they come-up

[Casey Veggies:]

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

Letterman lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

808 Mafia

Ooh, yeah

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

I just drank too much Gin

And I'm more drunk than I ever been

And I'm 'bout to roll up the medicine

Now they got a girl and her best friend

Let 'em take shots, now they feelin' it

Tell me that I'm better than her ex man

If I hit it once, I'ma hit again, yeah

I be gone with the wind

In a Hellcat can't handle it

Can't even push the whole pedal in

Y'all niggas broke, can't get it fixed

I'ma turn up, gon' hit a lick

Niggas that hate don't benefit

Puffy, all about my Benjamins

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

I got too much to spend

I'll make it rain like weatherman

All about the check like Federline

I was out in Pittsburgh, pedalin'

Way before I was on television

Pack so loud I'm yellin' it

Want KK? I'm sellin' it, yeah

All they do is pretend

Won't keep it real 'cause they never did

Talk about life they ain't ever live

Talk about stripes they ain't ever get

Lookin' for the right one to let 'em in

I'ma get her right, in her element

Brain so bright, she intelligent

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

Figure It Out lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah

It's all about a dollar man

Don't let nobody else tell you anything otherwise

Unless it's me

Uh

Leave my iPhone cracked if I take a loss

Know I'm gon get it back, I'm always on attack

Learn to let the money stack, homies turn to rats

When you deal with certain cats, they deserve the facts

Stay in constant meditation, always burning back

Wipe them ashes off my lap, you ain't part of my set

It's harder to maintain than it is to get

That's why you hold on to it and don't ever forget

That you did good with less just gotta deal with the stress

It's part of the game

Sometimes things ain't gon work out

How you think you want it to go

Sometimes you gotta keep going

When you think you can't no more

Sometimes you can't depend on

Who you think you can no more

Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and

Figure it out

Knowing your worth is half the battle

Keep fuck niggas out of your circle

Yeah they gon try to hurt you

See you focusing, they try to divert you

Being fake ain't rare, it's universal

That's why I'll never work with you

Family first, till I'm in the dirt

How these niggas bosses but they needing work

That's exactly why I don't believe em

Goals, set em, achieve em

Joints smoke em and leave em

Ten toes, no matter the season

Hot tub with my feet in

Living comfortably cheesing

Sometimes things ain't gon work out

How you think you want it to go

Sometimes you gotta keep going

When you think you can't no more

Sometimes you can't depend on

Who you think you can no more

Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and

Figure it out

You know what, playboy?

They always gonna wonder why

You gotta have a brand new car

Or why you gotta have the flyest watch

But you know what, playboy?

You just gotta keep doing you

Cause ain't nobody do you better than you

You look good doing it too, playboy

And you know what else

Them haters, they just gon keep hating man

And when you on top, people always gon want your spot

But you know what, playboy?

It's up to you whether you give it to them or not

So keep that in mind, playboy

Plane 4 U lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Hallo?

Yeah I was trynna uh...call and see what you was doing today and shit

Naw, I ain't busy

Mm, you the one who always got shit to do

Yeah, yup

I know I always say that

But look, I ain't really got nothing to do later

And uhm, I was trynna see you if that's cool?

Yeah I just left the gym so

I'm gonna go to my crib and I'm come pick you up

Just listen for my car out front

Aight, it ain't gon' take too long, chill

Hold on

Hey um, where my keys at?

My bad

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oooh girl

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oooh girl

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

You know what I smoke

You know what I drive

You know where I stay

You frequently fly

We shop we buy

We don't just be looking

We never be dry

I always supply it anytime you want

There ain't no need to deny

You're suppose to be in the sky

Some people think it's a lie, but I don't even know why

I put my weed in a cone

We smoking weed like a tribe

You smoking weed to get by

We smoking weed to survive

Smoking that medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

Yeah

This one goes out to all my patients and paitent-ettes

With that medical weed card ya'll

And I heard it's legal in Nevada too

Recreation on Seattle

So if you got your ID

Make sure you show up to your local dispensary

And cop you some of that KK

And tell em I sent you

And to all the states that ain't legalize it yet

Get on board man

We need the green

Make the world a better place

By putting the grass all in your face

Free the weed

Let everybody's who's locked up out of jail

And let all these patients get well

There ain't nothing wrong with it

You was just raised to think it was bad

But now its time to change your mind

Open your eyes ya'll

Look around, everybody's getting high

No Dirt lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Mhm

Let me talk to you

Show you something that you probably seen before, but you never seen it like this

Physically fit, smoking that shit you can't get

If it don't make dollars, then well it don't make sense

Got my crib out in Cali, buy everything for my kid

You hear me talk about it, fuckin' right, it's what I live

Lean back, hit the chronic

She like "Why it so intense?"

I say don't "Don't worry 'bout it, keep your mind up on these chips"

And these niggas out plotting

They broke so they got something against us

Pot, we smoke it anywhere

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Don't get to a comfortable point

And back off

Gotta be sharp, the game's filled with whack artists

I ain't hating on you dawg, get yours

But don't ever think I'm convinced

These eyes covered by lenses

'Cause I'm probably high as your rent

See the Forbes list, think it got him content

But I'm not, I'm still hustling hard

Won't let my paper stop

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

I want some of that damn KK man

Some of that Khalifa Kush, man

Y'all niggas smoking OG Kush

I want Khalifa Kush, man

For'real

The one with that man name on it, man

For'real man, I'm tryna inhale that one time, man

For'real

Long Way To Go lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Ah

That's just how the fuck it is

Sledgren

Fucking punk

It's fucking bosses over here man

Leave that shit to them little niggas, real talk

We out with it

Uh

Don't leave the door open cause we smokin'

Proceed with caution when you approachin'

Jump in my ride, I'm getting ghost

Don't ever go no where without my bros

Round the best, you get exposed

Them execs we ain't sweatin those

I'm in sweatpants looking for the remote

Rocking better clothes than the ones that was fly before us

When it come down to paper, I'm trynna get the highest portion

Pull out the old school just so I can slide the Porsche in

I worked hard for mine, french bulldogs all in the yard

Won't change course or fall off

Paid the cost to be the boss

When you the man you don't play your hand, you deal the cards

Me I'm owning the building and smoking weed in every room in it

Pulling up high as fuck to your event

Shirt open, my chains swanging

Don't rep the gang if you can't hang

As simple as that

Matter of fact the shit kinda complex

So don't try this at home

Fuck around and learn something you young ass nigga

It's bigger than nino, we know

We the last generation that's worshipping Al Pacino

Seen it first hand in Casino

But nigga's gotta go down that road to find out

I smoked a couple j's I rolled a couple more fore' I'm out

You ever been to where I'm from you probably know

What I'm bout

Stay ready for the occasion

Time equals money that's the equation

You nigga's look funny trynna ride the wave

I hope that you crash

And nobody dive in and save you

They call it the game, watch how they play you

My life is a movie, you wanna stay through

Still think I'm the realest nigga to this day

Them other nigga's is hand made

Under pressure they break

I just do this for my gang's sake

I don't get time away

I'ma light this j

We don't stop hustling

Nah, never

We don't stop grinding

Hell naw

We don't stop going hard

Nope

Made a lot of paper but I got a long way to gooooooo

We don't stop hustling

Nah, never

We don't stop grinding

Hell naw

We don't stop going hard

Nope

Made a lot of paper but I got a long way to go

This is a really big performance for me like

This is something that I kinda take seriously

I love performing, I love being in front of people

Like the festival crowds are always dope

So it's just something that I not only look forward to

But I try and make sure I'm really prepared for

So I can go out there and just have the best show

Global Access lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

You hear that?

It's paper

Its bout paper, get your money man

Get yours

Lay up, if you wanted me, I'm 6 o'clock

That mean I stay up

See you niggas standing in a line

I got my weight up

A lot of niggas owing dues, man

It's time to pay up

Smoke a joint with my girl every time we wake up

In your city, but don't plan on staying

If you ain't talking 30 million

Then we can't arrange it

Yeah

I treat the game like I'm renovating

They call me the landlord

I got all the tenants hating

Look at my tennis bracelet

There's all these diamonds in it

And plus my watch is icy too

That means it's time to get it

Yeah, I think they scared of me like I'm the dentist

Like it run in the fam, everyone 'round about our business

And I get high off fitness

That mean I'm smoking strong

Bet all these diamonds will you give you something to focus on

Your girl love my song

My chain cool the Fonz

My kush be the bomb

It sing like Solange

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't get dough?

All money

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't smoke?

Kush

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't rep Taylor?

Taylor Gang

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That we can't keep getting that paper?

Hell no

Big stunner, ex-weed runner

My bitch hotter than the middle of the summer

Rocking anything I want and

Still watch for undercovers

Like, I'm just on the sheet

Money make me feel complete

See, you don't do this everyday

That mean you can't compete

I'm on top of the game

But I came from underneath

Never tame me, I'ma beast

Watch my change increase

Used to just show up

But now I make them pay them fees

Used to smoke blunts

Now I need the paper

Being broke ain't in my nature

Either block out what they say

Or use the talk as motivation (uh)

We at the top and know they hating

Know sometimes they like the child that whine and get impatient

But there ain't no complaining

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't get dough?

All money

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't smoke?

Kush

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't rep Taylor?

Taylor Gang

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That we can't keep getting that paper?

Hell no

And that's how it is

I just got on the plane, you know what I'm saying?

Smelling like about 5 thousand dollars worth of Khalifa Kush

And I dare somebody to say something to me, motherfucker

Taylor Gang or die

And the gang is for gang

Yeah bitch, yeah

City Of Steel lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Hotel smoked out

I ain't going nowhere

Leaving in the morning

Cleaning lady picking up roaches, so she don't care

How I move so player? G Pen, mid-air

High school I was getting high

Teacher say I was going nowhere

Now I'm worth millions that's the worst feeling

Said fuck a job bought the building

All these fake niggas where the real ones

First-class no shoes, young nigga I got no rules

6'1", no roof, go hard won't lose

And you know the truth, I got more to do

Already made history once

Fuck I'm supposed to do?

Big bag, no seeds

Yeah I rap and I grow weed

When you this great, niggas don't hate

It's about dollars so it can't wait

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Break down the gas roll another one

Puff one J, roll my brother one

Already stoned and I'm almost home

If you high then you know where I'm coming from

KK feel it all in my lungs, one puff damn got me going numb

Everywhere I go niggas want some

(Damn, man let me get some of that shit)

No, high all day I ain't coming down

Take two pulls then it's going round

Since a young nigga I been blowing pounds

Always in the sky I ain't on the ground

Jump in the ride about to blow a cone

Niggas at the crib so I'm solo

Take this half-ounce to the dome

Smoke this hash out of the bong

Don't choke don't pass out until the morning

In the club throwing cash out 'til it close

And I stay with the pack on any coast

KK cut down to a clone

Gameday touchdown Randy Moss

Say we just ran out so we getting more

We gone smoke 'til we ain't got anymore

Don't just roll one roll plenty more

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Weed Farm lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, I'ma need the whole thing

Justize

Not half, I want the whole thing

We gon' take that

Put a few O's in there

Turn a couple of them around

And voila

Matter fact, we gon' have them everywhere

Yeah, bitch, yeah

I'm rolling up another joint soon as the weeds gone

You ain't on gas, it just seems strong

You ain't a boss unless your team on

You niggas going broke, you need someone to lean on

Young rich nigga from the burgh

Said I was gon' make it and meant every word

I remember I was getting curved

Always back it up, 'cause actions speak louder than words

I be outta state growing strains

I be smoking ounces to the brain (strong)

I be pulling up with one rolled

Just say my name if you wanna smoke

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

Now that shits legal, you know exactly what the fuck I been talking 'bout

I been sayin' this shit

Now you want some huh, ok I got you

Roll the paper, I ain't smoking blunts

O a day, That's two pounds a month

Put it in my lungs and then I'm good

Only smoking fire like I should

Used to deal with niggas tryna tax

Now I'm throwin' pounds and growing them back

Multi million dollars in the safe (mills)

Homie I been getting it from the gate

Pushing weight outta state

Putting big ass orders up on my plate

See, you was down to stand in line, I couldn't wait

You must not heard about the amount I'm finna make

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

Stay Focused lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Started small with nothing

Now I got it all

I still want more

Who say I can't have that too?

You feel me

Foot on the gas, both hands on the steering wheel

Jumped in the game, 'cause I know it's real

Heard it'll change you, I know it will

Gatting still, we made it over the hill

Being broke, I know how it feel

All about a dollar bill

And seeing my son grow up

See, they ain't know what they focus was

That's when I see my lane open up

Drinking champagne on boats

So drunk that I'll probably spend a month sober

Little more famous but a lot older

Been through situations, niggas acting bipolar

You don't always keep it real with me, I don't know ya

Say they good intentions, but they not even close

Say they got sick of whips, but I'm driving the most

Nigga I be on my shit, you ain't gotta provoke me

Fuck you talking bout it

You know it ain't like it was before

I know it feel like I've been here before

We know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

Hit the bank and I'm counting more

I know to the top's where we can go

You know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

All I know is I been here before

Blew that smoke in the air before

Smell like dope in the airport

I'm the one that they're cheering for

Lotta kush smoke, that's what they preparing for

Gave you solid shit before now you hearing more

Seeing my niggas on top that's what I stand for

And only money conversations what I care for

And anytime you eat just know you gotta share yours

Them niggas out to get you, claiming they down

Shit change when you turn around

So it's no love for them

It's only papers when I roll up

Focus on the money now and not later

Ain't got the time to play

Thirteen cars in the driveway

God telling me keep going

One foot on the gas, two hands when I'm rolling

(Ay what chu doin nigga?)

Getting mine and staying focused

You know it ain't like it was before

I know it feel like I've been here before

We know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

Hit the bank and I'm counting more

I know to the top's where we can go

You know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

So you really need all those?

That's how much you gon smoke?

mixtape: O.N.I.F.C. 4 Year Anniversary (2016)

• Young Millionaires
• Speech
• You Party 

Young Millionaires lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, too drunk to even talk in this bitch

Speaking another language

That's rich shit

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Fuck you doin' nigga

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

I was raised in the pitts

Where if you my age you in a cage or a ditch

But in my case never complained, never simped

Especially nowadays cause now I'm payed in a bitch

Hopping off that plane, somewhere I already been

The menu come in English, but the waiters speaking French

And haters ain't convinced

I ain't mad at em

I also made a 100K today and then laugh at em

I'm smoking on the bag that a nigga then have to stash

I payed cash for it, even my OG niggas be passing on it

My outfit always on some dumb shit, yeah I'm that ignorant

And keep my camera man with me cause I'm that historic

Bank account enormous, out ya category

Not to mention, got a closet full of that Dior shit

Niggas claiming that they new, ain't nothin new they bore me

I'm too into doin me for me to copy your shit

My diamonds shinin, yeah my ice is gorgeous

My flights are private, and my wife is flawless

I'm just livin my life

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

I had a dream that told me I'ma win

Just set my Rolly today and bout to have to change the time again

And I could prolly deal with the game without these fucked niggas chimin in

They told me I changed cus of money, nigga, money wasn't the problem here

Nor will it ever be nigga

Talk aloud with all my accomplices

Smokin pounds cus we proud of all our accomplishments (everyday)

Started at the bottom, made it out the bottom since

I guess gettin dollars just makes common sense

I guess that mean I'm ballin and you on the bench

I guess all of these commas mean I'm kinda rich

I guess that mean I'm spoiled cus my life's a bitch

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Fuckin Punk

Speech lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Shake'n bake

Nigga ain't doin' nothing, just sittin' here and swaggin

It's easy though

It's easy to not give a fuck

Fresh outta first class, fresh outta purp nap

My outfit straight outta hearse, I'm fresh to death

My car from overseas, the steering wheel on the other side

I'm givin' it all I got and smokin' what's left

So much money on weed, so much smoke in my chest

I take the lessons I learned and put 'em all in my flesh

Tatted, got a strong weed habit

Going hard, could have sworn you niggas had it

Buying champagne, what the tab is

We order more drinks, bring the cabs in

Rip up jeans, call it fashion

A lot of cash and a lot of grass

You niggas broke, you ain't gotta pass

Chanel bags and them Prada tags

Spendin' stash, you ain't gotta stack

Young and rich, don't know how to act

As the wheels keep spinnin' and my joint keep burning

And my team keep winnin'

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Thinking of some shit, that rap taught me

Sittin' in a whip, that rap bought me

Look at all the things that I'm affording

My nigga mean I'm ballin' like a sports team

You doin' some shit you think's flossin'

I was doing that back, when I was fourteen

Gettin' it, buying the most, flippin' it

Sixteen, time to pay rent in this bitch

I wasn't even thinking of making millions

I was just thinking, smokin' and chillin'

And trying to pay the bills, try get my mom out this building

And I got my mom out of this building

I never took a hand out

Matter fact I put my hand in

Now everything you see is planned by me

Boss of my own shit, Taylor Gang Ent

Nothing but that cali strong

Gettin' blown by the pound, bitch, TNT

Uh

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

You Party lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Hand me that weed

Uh

Cause I be bakin' when I'm wakin', shinin' cause I'm grindin'

Smokin' while I'm drivin', diamonds in my timing, bitch

Overflow with smoke, it smell like OG when I pull up

Only fuck with OGs, so that's what my clique is full of

Niggas get a 'lil love actin' like they're famous

Found out what your name is, now you think you made it

If you're so fucking hot, my nig', you should be gettin' paid then

But you ain't selling nothing, you're just an internet sensation

Got a package coming, every state I stay in

Ain't no writing checks at the bank no more, I just weigh in

Rolling up the weed, put the KK in the equation

Let you hit the Marley

Let me hear it

It's part of the game, it's all that I know

We sleep on the plane, we live on the road

It's part of the game, it's all that I know

We sleep on the plane, we live on the road

And away we go

TGOD Mafia: Rude Awakening (2016) - Wiz Khalifa (with JUICY J)

• TGOD Mafia Intro
• Da Power
• Medication
• Where Was You
• All Night
• I See It I Want It
• Hit Me Up
• Green Suicide
• Bossed Up
• She In Love
• Breaking News
• Itself
• Luxury Flow
• Stay The Same
• On The Way
• Cell Ready 

TGOD Mafia Intro lyrics - Juicy J

[Juicy J:]

[?]

It's time mane...

TGOD Mafia, 808 Mafia, Three Six Mafia!

Light your motherfuckin' shit up...

Pop what you need to pop...

Pull up [?] what the fuck you need to pull up...

And if you ain't doing none of that shit, need to be

Let's go!

Da Power lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro - Juicy J:]

Man you niggas don't know how long I've been grindin' bruh

Yeah mane, real shit real spit

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

You need money for these whores, you need money for these wars

You ain't getting money then you ain't a man, you a boy

Spent 100 on my toys, spent 100 on my tour

I just cashed out on a 100, bout to make 100 more

Want no problems with a G, nigga I fuck yo bitch for free

Got her busting wide open, got her rolling up my weed

Brought her best friend in, got 2 bitches all on me

Then get back to the Backwoods stuffed with plenty of OG

Been in this shit and I've been an OG

All my niggas make it up out of the streets

Most of these niggas ain't been in the streets

Can't let a bitch take advantage of me

She came in with you but she wanna fuck me

2 shots of my liquor, she leaving with me

Feeling like 2, I may leave here with 3

I blew so much money, I feel like Big Meech

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

They say Young Khalifa why you sound like that?

Then how the fuck you blow it by the pound like that?

How you young but you still run your town like that?

Got that talk shit, believe it's goin' down like that

Why you keep them G's around like that?

Why you treat them niggas like some clowns like that?

We ain't do it he got found like that

Fuck around and catch 100 rounds like that

I'ma drive my Porsche today nigga just because

I go wild and get this paper nigga just because

Stay away from you fuck niggas, ain't no love

Get your money, what you waiting for?

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

The money keep piling and piling

The bitches get wilder and wilder

All of my niggas so violent

I just might buy this whole island

I'm lovin' the view but it's time to bust moves, so I might just hop in the coupe

Watch what you say to me? Watch what you do to me cause my young nigga might shoot

Bitch you know I got the juice, why you think they call me Juice

500 dollar shots, you might wanna mix it with juice

In the Rolls or the Benz, bankroll full of bands

Fuck some girls and her friends, tryna do this shit again

Yeah it's blood on the money, we got love for the money

But I ain't got nothing but slugs for a nigga tryna take something from me

It's all about money and power, fuck on yo bitch for an hour

Then nut in her mouth and then kick the bitch out

Before she can even take a shower

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

Medication lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro:]

Must be nice

Ride fancy cars

And spend money how you wanna spend it you know

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

I smoke everyday that's that dedication

Never sober always high that's that levitation

This shit get me where I'm going that's that transportation

Niggas try to hold me back that's that desperation

This shit go straight to my head that's that education

Niggas asking all those questions that's investigation

Wanna know my next move that's that anticipation

Had to catch that bitch off that's that cancelation

I was smoking the day I got off probation

I stay rolling up extendos bruh that's duplication

Got so much money in my pocket I'm a cash station

Got so much loud in my blunt that's a gas station

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Drinking on treys and smoking that weed but don't blaze it

Roll up a joint and just face it

I just be going trough phases

Hit your bitch all from the back while I'm pulling her braids

Nigga we famous when I walk in the club

Niggas throw the gang up

Get to this paper get her to the crib

Have relations never call her again

I just be balling my friend made my own way

Through the game cause I'm smarter than them

And I go harder than them

I knew I was great when I ain't have a dollar to spend

There go that pothead again

Can't go to the club with you less my whole squad getting in

Tattoos all over my body don't fuck with security

Know all my real niggas got me

We in the lobby, smoking that weed like I'm Marley

TM this beat is a problem, crazy to think you could stop us, and homie

We ain't got no patients cause we ain't no doctors

Used to have weed in my locker, now every bitch you see on my team is a model

Drinking it straight out the bottle, going so hard I don't think I'll wake up tomorrow

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

I'm bout to smoke me some gas

I'm bout to roll me a zip

I'm bout to pour me some drank

Nothing less than 2 5th's

I'm bout to smack some ass, shawty gone get her a tip

I'm bout to go in my stash, I'm bout to make me some flips

Yup, roll me up some inspiration

Pour me up some motivation

Roll me up some inspiration

Pour me up some motivation

Cup full of syrup, no pancakes

Welcome to my dab game, first 48

How high can you get, I'm in outer space

All I smoke is moon rocks, and equator cake

White girl thick like mayonnaise, trippy sticking with her ass out

Dab until I pass out, gas mask dabs, Fire it up propane

Top shelf reserve, I don't smoke no name

Who got the loud pack? Who got the plug on the strong?

Smoking them cookies, I need amber glass to get on

Who smoke blunts? who smoking them papers?

Light them bitches, fuck yo neighbors!

Where Was You lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Hook - Juicy J:]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

Where was you when I ain’t have a pot to piss in

Where was you when my homie came up missing

Where was you when I was out here on the clock

I can tell you this you waddn’t on the block

But its alright I hustle all night

You be smoking shit you be all hype

Mane that shit was vicious how can I forget it

Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket

I might leave a trail cause my swag drippin’

All this shit you talking bout you know I live it

I’m LeBron with the vision you a witness

This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget

[Hook - Juicy J:]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Where the fuck was you nigga, when I was a young nigga

I done held guns for niggas, that was fun for my niggas

Smoking weed in the trap living comfortable nigga

If the police came then we run from them niggas

Couple niggas start snitching, we ain't fuck with them niggas

Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full niggas

I’m a boss I ain’t nothing like these other lil niggas

Got no trust for these niggas, got no love for these niggas

If this was back in the day we’d bust on the niggas

I ’ont argue in the street I don’t fucks with no nigga

We find out where we could meet then we jump on a nigga

And they do that shit for cheap, so its nothing lil nigga

[Hook - Juicy J:]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang)

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you)

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

I might have a actress laying on my mattress

I ain’t with that talking bitch I’m bout that action

Call me uncle sam cause you know I’m taxing’

Yo bitch swallow my seed but you ain’t in my bracket

Please don’t get me twisting just because I’m rapping

I can send a head out on you like a tackle

I could show you how to cook ‘em up and wrap ‘em

I could tell you bout that Mac and I ain’t talking Apple

Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge nigga

You gone take it in the chest like a charge nigga

I swear that street shit get my dawgs charged nigga

You say you can get me right but what you charge nigga

[Hook - Juicy J:]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang)

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you)

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Outro - Juicy J:]

Lemme chirp these fools

I can barely hear you, no wonder I can’t see you

I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle

I’m on tour with niggas from my hood thats my people

And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel

I ain’t see you when I ain’t have a whip to get around

You won’t with me at the bottom, I’m not fuckin' with you now

Ran into a young nigga say he look up to me

Juicy drop that new shit you gon' fuck up the streets

Bought to fuck up a check, and then I’m off for a week

Met a bitch at the Versace store and fucked her to sleep

When I’m finished with her I’mma drop her off where I found her

And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters

All Night lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro:]

6AM. Los Vegas

In a suit, yeah, I got bitches on the way

[Hook:]

Mix the weed with the drank and let's have a good night

Mix the xan with codeine and she about to take flight

And she on ecstasy so she fucking all night

All night, yeah she fucking all night [x2]

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

I like to mix it all up

Cause nigga I don't give a fuck

I be so dosed, smoking that dope ain't no telling what's in my cup

You ain't putting nothing on nothing my nigga so you should Just shut the fuck up

You ain't been rolling nothing, I'm trying to stuff 7 grams up in my blunt

My back wood like a back, gotta roll it off a flat

She started off on her knees she gonna end up on her back

She mixing the xan with the purp

Noddin' off look like she breaking her neck

I gotta treat that ass like a lateral she steady throwing it back

Mixing the kush with the purp that's how you smoke when you rich

I drop a bean in the lean that's how you get high as shit

Mixing the dark with the white and bubbly we gon just call it a twist

I'm a just pass that bitch to my lil bro we gonna call that an assist

[Hook:]

Mix the weed with the drank and let's have a good night

Mix the xan with codeine and she about to take flight

And she on ecstasy so she fucking all night

All night, yeah she fucking all night [x2]

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

I like to party all night

Fuck a bitch black or she white

Older bitch might be from Canada

Give me her cheese like a manager

Her nigga a lame he can't handle her

She gave me brain on the camera

Smoke weed but got stamina

Gin turn me into an animal

Don't Snapchat me that pussy I want it for real

She claim that she ain't fucking but she know the deal

Got bars like jail

Got pounds on a scale

Fuck a broad and don't tell

She only get taco bell

Niggas buying they own coffin they just need the nail

I turn on the TV and watch the KK sail

Wake up in the morning and roll me some joints put them all in the air

Just pour me up some drinks I'm about to

[Hook:]

Mix the weed with the drank and let's have a good night

Mix the xan with codeine and she about to take flight

And she on ecstasy so she fucking all night

All night, yeah she fucking all night [x2]

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

You got that xan and lean she gon' fuck you on sight

When she wake up from her I'm a give her all pipe

And that pussy ain't that good that shit was just alright

Had to call my homie and tell him that it just all hype

And that bitches gave me dome and it took all night

And that sloppy ain't toppy she didn't hold the balls right

She just wanna do drugs and smoke my weed up all night

So I kicked that bitch out and told her bust a hard right

See she a cutie with a booty but she don't know what she doin'

So I had to stop her tell that bitch to keep it movin'

Money right infront of her but she don't know what she viewin'

Put a milli in her mouth but she don't know what she chewin'

[Hook:]

Mix the weed with the drank and let's have a good night

Mix the xan with codeine and she about to take flight

And she on ecstasy so she fucking all night

All night, yeah she fucking all night [x2]

I See It I Want It lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

I used to sleep on the floor

Now I can sleep with your hoe

Now I can sleep with a couple bitches you'd never get to know

I seen her I want her I got her

Fucked her and don't know shit bout her

I ain't even gotta say shit to the bitch and I fuck around and get some dough out her

Stay down like a lowrider, now I might smoke a lil louder

200 Thou' when I slide up, bitch wanna fuck I ain't even gotta bribe her

Made it out the hood I survived it, but I kept grinding'

That's why I still be shining, riding around in all these diamonds

But hatin' just make me greater, I ain't gone chance I'm a get this paper

All this sauce nigga all this flavor

All these hundreds look at all these layers

I make it look E like a layup

Nigga weigh up I'm a stay up

Nigga owe me bread better pay up

Put this shit together nigga everything taylor

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

If ever my [?] getting low

My niggas pulled up they grabbing their masks

Your girl looked out on the low

She ain't fuckin you less she getting cash

These niggas in the way bruh they gave em last

I make a bitch go back to her ratchet past

Drinkin' smokin' in the club when you don't think it's open

Got you passin' out cause this weed is potent

These Niggas start reppin' the gang

These girls they look at his chain

Always been a real nigga dawg that ain't gone change

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

Fly as shit only, all these bitches on me

These niggas ain't your homie

Momma tried to warn me, you don't even know me how he fuck you want beef

How you say you run this shit but you ain't even in the streets

And You can't even peep game you can't even see I'm the realist nigga in it I'm an OG

I'm Still tryna' count my cash I got in '03

Still riding looking for them niggas who owe me

And fuck them dirty cops like a dirty thots

I got some young niggas riding with them dirty mops

And they'll clean you up find your crib clean you out

Got a young nigga named Kobe take too many shots

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I'm tryna get you some hoe

You better get you some dough

You hate I'm a get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo'

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it

I on't care about the cost

Hit Me Up lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro:]

Man ever since I did this song with Katy Perry mane you know what I'm sayin, niggas try to say I changed, I'm like, nigga you changed, you greedy, wasn't loyal

[Hook - Juicy J:]

All these niggas got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

All these bitches got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Go on hit me up

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Gon hit me up

All these people got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

Gon hit me up

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

Nigga fund start runnin' low you know how they do

They never wanna blame they self they blame it all on you

I handle my business, I can't handle yours too

They can't talk me out my fuckin' money now they wanna sue

Nigga get off yo ass you can't walk in my shoes

Back when I was in the mud nigga where the fuck was you?

Mane this game so fake, first they love you then they hate you

Rappers diss you on the tape but in the street they scared to face you

You can't trust these record labels, ain't no friends in this shit

Niggas with you 'til they do a interview then they switch

Now they got so much to say, they on twitter throwing shade

I don't pay that shit no mind, I'm too busy getting paid

[Hook - Juicy J:]

All these niggas got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

All these bitches got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Go on hit me up

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Gon' hit me up

All these people got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

Gon' hit me up

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Call me when you start calling cinash'

I was in the yellow car with binash

Young nigga but I'm bout my bidness'

You was trippin' call me when you finish

Hundred grand in just a couple minutes

Lot of girls in here you the thickest

Brought your home girl what the deal is?

Had to kick her out she wasn't with it

Money on my mind, God that's my witness

I'm a take your phone, ain't no takin' pictures

Move like Obama so you think I'm tryna' diss ya

Call you in the morning you'll be thankful that I hit ya

Khalifa man

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

Family members all in my business and shit (fucked up)

Always on my phone talkin' bout give me some shit

I hear so many rumors, bitches gossipin' niggas too

You know its fucked up when niggas actin' like bitches do

I can't do yo show if you ain't got my deposit

You a janky promotor don't got my check its a problem

Niggas all on my line talkin' bout verses for free

So many clowns its startin' to look like a circus to me

They won't give a nigga space, tryna find out who I'm fuckin'

Wanna know all my business, like its gonna pay em or something

I know niggas be talkin' I know bitches be talkin'

But I got nothing to say if you ain't makin' a offer

[Hook - Juicy J:]

All these niggas got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

All these bitches got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Go on hit me up

I say call me when they start talkin' money

Gon' hit me up

All these people got so much to say

Well call me when they start talkin' money

Gon' hit me up

Green Suicide lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro:]

I got my own strand of weed, its comin' out, It's called Green Suicide

It's got be at y'all local dispensary

[Hook - Juicy J:]

This that shit, This that shit

That'll have you sky high

That'll have you with them wide eyes

This that shit, this that shit

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe

This that shit, this that shit

That have you light up on a dab

This that shit, this that shit

And blow that shit all in the air

This that shit, this that shit

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind

We call it Green Suicide

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

This that shit will have you feeling like you Superman

This that shit that have you feein'l like you in a Lamb

This the type of shit that make you blow a hundred grand

This the type of shit that make yo bitch come fuck the fam

Once you take one hit of this you gon' feel so high you not coming' back

This is that shit that have me wilding' and spazzin' on all of them tracks

This is that shit that have me pimpin' bitches that bringin' me racks

All in the while I be smellin' like Cookies and shit while I'm running thru racks

Aye this that shit you never smoked before

Yeah this that shit that make you wanna choke

Aye this that shit that'll have you on the floor (yeah)

Aye this that shit that'll make you kick a door

[Hook - Juicy J:]

This that shit, This that shit

That'll have you sky high

That'll have you with them wide eyes

This that shit, this that shit

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe

This that shit, this that shit

That have you light up on a dab

This that shit, this that shit

And blow that shit all in the air

This that shit, this that shit

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind

We call it Green Suicide

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Put that shit off in your lungs

Break it down roll you a joint

We smoke it all til its done

Three pounds all til its done

Beef with my squad better run

Millions I want more than one

Bad hoes I want more than one

Just a bought a car for my son

Put that shit in the garage he'll drive it when he's old enough

Had to go switch up my bank the old one wouldn't hold enough

Old bitches cuttin' me off say I don't hit they phone enough

If you ain't down with the gang then my big you can't roll with us

Codeine in the Soda, I put KK in the Cone

And I took a bitch and I don't know her

Pour some drink I'm never sober

I done rolled a hundred drinks and I don't leave the crib

Even hit snoop hit it once and said he need a zip, nigga

[Hook - Juicy J:]

This that shit, This that shit

That'll have you sky high

That'll have you with them wide eyes

This that shit, this that shit

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe

This that shit, this that shit

That have you light up on a dab

This that shit, this that shit

And blow that shit all in the air

This that shit, this that shit

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind

We call it Green Suicide

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

I'm working like a boss, smokin' like a chief

Smokin' on a pound lookin' like a reef

This shit put you down put yo ass to sleep

This shit have me buyin' a pound every other week

3-5 in my zone, she like damn this long (mm hmm)

One puff and she gone, she like damn this shit strong

I'm like yeah bitch I'm on, You ain't used to this shit

You ain't used to this fire weed, you ain't used to gettin' lit

Aye, this that shit that make you act a fool

Aye, this that shit that have you skippin' school

Aye, this that shit that make you go bizerk

But this that shit that make you put in work

[Hook - Juicy J:]

This that shit, This that shit

That'll have you sky high

That'll have you with them wide eyes

This that shit, this that shit

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe

This that shit, this that shit

That have you light up on a dab

This that shit, this that shit

And blow that shit all in the air

This that shit, this that shit

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

Go to your local dispensary tell em' you want new Juicy J weed

Green Suicide Nigga, knock you on your motherfuckin' ass nigga this that shit

Bossed Up lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro - Juicy J:]

Time waist for no man

You gotta boss up man

It's time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga

Get up and get to the money nigga

Grind nigga

Believe in your motherfucking self nigga

Motivation bruh

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up

Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up

Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up

Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us

Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

If you rich then you a gangsta nigga

All the tough shit, that ain't gangsta nigga

Fuck around and find you in a bodybag

I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags

See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about

Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out

If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out

I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out

See niggas taking shots but I'm so bulletproff

I just laugh at 'em, couple Bentley coupe

I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof

See niggas got a lackers, they know I'm the truth

See where I'm from nobody gives a fuck about you

I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers

If you ain't getting money nigga then you hustle backwards

Choppers on the backseat if you want some action

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up

Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up

Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up

Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us

Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Bosses, I'm with bosses I don't care bout what the costs is

We ain't tryna take no losses, we don't deal with fake shit often

I ain't after go to college, taught my self and now I'm balling

Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing

And if a nigga play me we gone toss 'em

I don't touch 'em, I just got to make call

They waiting for me to fall but that ain't bout to happen

They playing tough but they ain't saying much about the captain

My niggas bout that action

You [?] your bitch heard about the thing I'm packing

I don't care about no fashion, I'm a writer not a rapper

No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards

I ain't worried bout the pussy I'm just wondering where the cash is

I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest

If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it

I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, that's why I'm laughing

It's young Wiz, Taylor Gang

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up

Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up

Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up

Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us

Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

I might be that nigga that might run your label

I might be that nigga put food on your table

I might bee that nigga that you see on cable

But I'm bossed up so my young nigga might pay you

The devil working on me so I'm prayed up

Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up

How many times I gotta tell you I'm a player

King of my city, I might run for mayor

Mafia yeah that's that new mafia

Niggas see you shining so they copy ya

Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya

But that's when all them bodies popping up

I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit

Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick

Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique

She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up

Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up

Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up

Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up

I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us (cross us)

Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Outro - Juicy J:]

All my niggas bossed up

All my niggas sauced up [x3]