Niggaz know
Taylor gang sunshine or snow
Them hoes running their best clothes
And I prolly fucked your bitch nigga
Real shit
[Chorus:]
We never low low
Away we go go
We suppose to go go
We suppose to go go
We never low low
Away we go go
Like we supposed to go go
I always keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
Wake up bake up
Gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, rollin doobies up
[Verse]
Rolling all this weed I am holding
Thinking she high before before she get the chance to smoke it
Blowing o's she knows my trees potent
Man at home you living for the moment
Coming for the game, dont run it, I own it
Kush and orange juice be the components
Come to my crib see money so big you cant fold it
This is how I live
She poured her a lil gin
Then rolled her another doob
before she was finished man freaky got super loosed
[Chorus]
[Verse]
show money
leaving show car low full of hoes for me
hahaha
It's so funny
On that paper chasing case the money run from me
in the cut rolling up keep them EZ widers stuffed
While them lil niggas still smoking hella blunts
what?
I just made us another plane
And poured us some champagne
As soon as we finished she was screaming out taylor gang
[Chorus]
Visions lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Life.... Looking out the window. Kush and Orange Juice Nigga
You Might want uh burn one to this.
[Verse 1]
You couldn't walk a mile in these 11 in a halfs even if you had a chance.
Visions of this cash followed with the thought of the bitch thats chilling at my pad.
Its all part of the plan.
To come through get high as I can, party, hit the studio jet lagged.
Packing my over night carry on, we dont check bags.
Old folks are proud to see I'm young and I Louied up to my eyes.
True story word to the wise dont let these labels gas you up to be somethin.
Get yo paper never trust em.
Watch the niggas you run with.
I done seen niggas who had all they dreams fucked over, over some dumb shit.
& make no assumptions hotel owners saying the odors to pungent blame it on the reefer consumption.
The difference between you guys is you lie & we live it.
In the sky so pay us a visit.
Bet yo bitch be trying to kick it.
[Wiz Talking]
What you aint you trying to eat nigga.
COME ON, fuck is you waiting for.
Nigga time just sitting around man. COME ON.
Everything was all good. Now shit real.
[Verse 2]
Soon as I enter the room its red carpets and bitches with pretty smelling perfume.
Smoking cigars shit was fool.
Now you roll hella doobs and anticipate that how fly tune.
Sucker shit we just cant excuse
Steady trying to duplicate but they aint us.
Got bitches dissing they lame ass niggas pot head kids rolling they dank up.
Paparazzi taking pictures we famous
Held my city down like a anchor.
Now its champagne we drink.
Non-smoking room we just ashen em in the sink.
I love her attitude she love tracing my ink.
I get up in the wind. Leave her with something to ease stress.
The best not just regular visions.
Let you get a glimpse of how I'm living, HD
Young Khalifa gettin to the money safe key.
[Wiz Talking]
Matter fact hit this.
You cold nigga I got a coat in the trunk.
Come on man leave that bullshit alone man.
Its over for that.
Put this coat on.
You Might want uh burn one to this.
[Verse 1]
You couldn't walk a mile in these 11 in a halfs even if you had a chance.
Visions of this cash followed with the thought of the bitch thats chilling at my pad.
Its all part of the plan.
To come through get high as I can, party, hit the studio jet lagged.
Packing my over night carry on, we dont check bags.
Old folks are proud to see I'm young and I Louied up to my eyes.
True story word to the wise dont let these labels gas you up to be somethin.
Get yo paper never trust em.
Watch the niggas you run with.
I done seen niggas who had all they dreams fucked over, over some dumb shit.
& make no assumptions hotel owners saying the odors to pungent blame it on the reefer consumption.
The difference between you guys is you lie & we live it.
In the sky so pay us a visit.
Bet yo bitch be trying to kick it.
[Wiz Talking]
What you aint you trying to eat nigga.
COME ON, fuck is you waiting for.
Nigga time just sitting around man. COME ON.
Everything was all good. Now shit real.
[Verse 2]
Soon as I enter the room its red carpets and bitches with pretty smelling perfume.
Smoking cigars shit was fool.
Now you roll hella doobs and anticipate that how fly tune.
Sucker shit we just cant excuse
Steady trying to duplicate but they aint us.
Got bitches dissing they lame ass niggas pot head kids rolling they dank up.
Paparazzi taking pictures we famous
Held my city down like a anchor.
Now its champagne we drink.
Non-smoking room we just ashen em in the sink.
I love her attitude she love tracing my ink.
I get up in the wind. Leave her with something to ease stress.
The best not just regular visions.
Let you get a glimpse of how I'm living, HD
Young Khalifa gettin to the money safe key.
[Wiz Talking]
Matter fact hit this.
You cold nigga I got a coat in the trunk.
Come on man leave that bullshit alone man.
Its over for that.
Put this coat on.
Still Blazin lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus]
Still blazin, still blazin, still blazin
Cause ganja power its so amazin
give me the strength and protection, keep praisin
each and everydayeeee
[x2]
[Wiz Khalifa]
why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just gimme quiet place and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business don't nobody gotta know
let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone
[Verse 1]
and its gettin hard to see you cause my eyes low
marijuana minutes, nigga time slow
on a kush clock, there's always time to smoke
say I look high? I say I'm high bro
still blazin on with me, just facin
I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion
I couldn't wait to go and cop from ray and them
rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement
had dro for sale but niggas was smokin haze then
blew a O a day then, don't know but somehow I made away
and nigga them bills need pay but I'm...
[Chorus]
why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business, don't nobody gotta know
lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone,
[Verse 2]
400 a zip nigga that's what I'm on
and I'm gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone
smokin og kush from another time zone
as the smoke begins to pile on
wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm
you niggas styrofoam, lightweight
I'm on my 13th oz, quite baked
you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache
you off that good weed, you need a nice break
see I roll j's up all day and you wont have to put a 8th in
they sayin its amazin how I'm..
[Chorus]
Still blazin, still blazin, still blazin
Cause ganja power its so amazin
give me the strength and protection, keep praisin
each and everydayeeee
[x2]
[Wiz Khalifa]
why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just gimme quiet place and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business don't nobody gotta know
let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone
[Verse 1]
and its gettin hard to see you cause my eyes low
marijuana minutes, nigga time slow
on a kush clock, there's always time to smoke
say I look high? I say I'm high bro
still blazin on with me, just facin
I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion
I couldn't wait to go and cop from ray and them
rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement
had dro for sale but niggas was smokin haze then
blew a O a day then, don't know but somehow I made away
and nigga them bills need pay but I'm...
[Chorus]
why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business, don't nobody gotta know
lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone,
[Verse 2]
400 a zip nigga that's what I'm on
and I'm gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone
smokin og kush from another time zone
as the smoke begins to pile on
wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm
you niggas styrofoam, lightweight
I'm on my 13th oz, quite baked
you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache
you off that good weed, you need a nice break
see I roll j's up all day and you wont have to put a 8th in
they sayin its amazin how I'm..
[Chorus]
Slim Skit lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Digg man
My name is Slim
You know what I'm sayin?
My momma named me Charles
But the people, the people they call me Slim
And you know I been on this Kush and Orange Juice man
It's a wicked thang brotha
You know, I done been around, seen a lot of faces
But my old lady, she wont, she wont roll my weed up for me man
I, I work so hard
I keep the bills paid up
Buy her things she can't pronounce
And she wont roll my trees jack
Jive man
Say dog
Its cold outside man, its cold
But you gotta stay cool
Everybody's fighting to get to the top
But me, I just wanna smoke and chill man
I just wanna smoke my weed brotha
Digg
Get us a nice lil place
Where nobody knows
Hell, I'll name my island if I could
Yea
My name is Slim
You know what I'm sayin?
My momma named me Charles
But the people, the people they call me Slim
And you know I been on this Kush and Orange Juice man
It's a wicked thang brotha
You know, I done been around, seen a lot of faces
But my old lady, she wont, she wont roll my weed up for me man
I, I work so hard
I keep the bills paid up
Buy her things she can't pronounce
And she wont roll my trees jack
Jive man
Say dog
Its cold outside man, its cold
But you gotta stay cool
Everybody's fighting to get to the top
But me, I just wanna smoke and chill man
I just wanna smoke my weed brotha
Digg
Get us a nice lil place
Where nobody knows
Hell, I'll name my island if I could
Yea
Pedal To The Medal lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Johnny Juliano)
Cool
Blue Ice,
Things never looked this nice
[Verse 1]
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, imperial rose
Black diamonds and all of my whips timeless,
Vow to never break your heart or a promise
I got us
Ain't a show off, just being honest
You wanna sip mimosas, I'll pour em
Take a trip, we can blow a few dollars
Other bitches you heard about em
But you're moving forward and never backwards
Cop shorty a quarter, let her roll it up for practice
Love to role play, you studying to be an actress
What the haps is, I'ma call you later then I'll fall through
Maybe we can all get faded
And I'm 100, them others tryin to fake it
Self made G millionaire in the making
Boss of my team, bringin home the bacon
Ya nigga fallin off you need a replacement,
Face it
Now you drunk and your heart's racin
[Hook]
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah.. Yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the medal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah.. Yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
The money come in, the money go
The same seem to pertain to them corny hoes
So I keep it G, continually stack this paper
While all them bitches chase me
Won't be a ?? safety
Bitch can't hold her self down
Then she bound to drizz out
We party in Vegas, Smokin'
Pina Colada papers
Travel the world, people know what our face is
Waitress, bringin em by the cases
For me and my real niggas, we not in the matrix
I'm talkin plane shit, that shit you have to join the gang wit
Can probably make you leave your man
For first class living, taking pictures in the sand
100 thousand dollar whips, shopping trips to Japan
So you rollin' if you know like I know
Them niggas don't go where I go
Gangsta
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Ok
Mami, I fucks wit you borderline stuck wit you
I roll up, hit the airport and stunt wit you
Count all this bread, maybe split a cut wit you
No respect for niggas who smoke blunts wit you
All wins, No loss
Big house, mowed lawn
No lease, owned cars
Straight work, I'm my own boss
[Hook]
Blue Ice,
Things never looked this nice
[Verse 1]
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, imperial rose
Black diamonds and all of my whips timeless,
Vow to never break your heart or a promise
I got us
Ain't a show off, just being honest
You wanna sip mimosas, I'll pour em
Take a trip, we can blow a few dollars
Other bitches you heard about em
But you're moving forward and never backwards
Cop shorty a quarter, let her roll it up for practice
Love to role play, you studying to be an actress
What the haps is, I'ma call you later then I'll fall through
Maybe we can all get faded
And I'm 100, them others tryin to fake it
Self made G millionaire in the making
Boss of my team, bringin home the bacon
Ya nigga fallin off you need a replacement,
Face it
Now you drunk and your heart's racin
[Hook]
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah.. Yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the medal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah.. Yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
The money come in, the money go
The same seem to pertain to them corny hoes
So I keep it G, continually stack this paper
While all them bitches chase me
Won't be a ?? safety
Bitch can't hold her self down
Then she bound to drizz out
We party in Vegas, Smokin'
Pina Colada papers
Travel the world, people know what our face is
Waitress, bringin em by the cases
For me and my real niggas, we not in the matrix
I'm talkin plane shit, that shit you have to join the gang wit
Can probably make you leave your man
For first class living, taking pictures in the sand
100 thousand dollar whips, shopping trips to Japan
So you rollin' if you know like I know
Them niggas don't go where I go
Gangsta
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Ok
Mami, I fucks wit you borderline stuck wit you
I roll up, hit the airport and stunt wit you
Count all this bread, maybe split a cut wit you
No respect for niggas who smoke blunts wit you
All wins, No loss
Big house, mowed lawn
No lease, owned cars
Straight work, I'm my own boss
[Hook]
Good Dank lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yea........ten steps ahead of these niggas, thats y they fuck wit me instead of these niggas..fool,
Kush and orange juice nigga, I'm tryna use betta words...BEATCHH...germ on the boards,
This time around we want all the money, you niggas short changin, shit, show sumthin...
Champagne and e-z widers....presidential view
[Verse 1]
I keeps it real nothin like you actors do joints I flick,
Bong raps I kicks all cant rips this off tag on your matress fool,
You rather b hi this that shit bitch now u in the presence of the fly
Luis cover my eyes
Not them 100 dollar ray bands fam these 675
Rap ass niggas tellin u lies runnin game sumthins money jus cant distguise
So y keepin it g is where I keep my pride
You a lame smoke some good wit a a cuple of niggas who ride
Look fella
Trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us cronic I smoke my pockets on mozzerella
Your bitch here twistin up like propellas
Got my paper rite now we like white boy here they way they jelous,
[Chorus]
When we come we came to spend money we think it aint nothin thats why we get to cuffin
They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know,
Aint worried bout another nigga while I'm gettin mine homie I aint got the time,
Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side,
But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know,
Flick this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, (oh, oh) now everywhere I go I flyyyy,
[Verse 2]
Most of my bitches use and abuse these niggas callin em makin em pay they dues
Spendin all your hard earned money on bags and shoes when all they need is kush and orange juice
Shit thats what I feed em, they download my songs watch my interviews and read em,
Treat her like u love her I fuck her once then I dont need her,
I'm playin I keep a couple of those skinnies that I hit up anytime I'm in they city shorty,
I aint on a sports team but ya nigga ballin, dont pick up my line less I see its money callin,
Jordan shorts by the pair and my sox is ralph lauren, and I got that dank from my nigga down new orleans,
Real as they come everyone of my niggas all in,
Niggas'll talk slick but me I'm gettin to the paper cuz they see us and act like they never hated
[Chorus]
Where we come we came to spend money we think it aint nothin thats y we get to cuffin
They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know,
Aint worried bout another nigga while I'm gettin mine homie I aint got the time,
Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side,
But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know,
Flips this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, now everywhere I go I flyyyy,
... taylor gang in this bitch....e you a fool, big bags of kush, put a x in the middle, add the orange juice nigga...
Kush and orange juice nigga, I'm tryna use betta words...BEATCHH...germ on the boards,
This time around we want all the money, you niggas short changin, shit, show sumthin...
Champagne and e-z widers....presidential view
[Verse 1]
I keeps it real nothin like you actors do joints I flick,
Bong raps I kicks all cant rips this off tag on your matress fool,
You rather b hi this that shit bitch now u in the presence of the fly
Luis cover my eyes
Not them 100 dollar ray bands fam these 675
Rap ass niggas tellin u lies runnin game sumthins money jus cant distguise
So y keepin it g is where I keep my pride
You a lame smoke some good wit a a cuple of niggas who ride
Look fella
Trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us cronic I smoke my pockets on mozzerella
Your bitch here twistin up like propellas
Got my paper rite now we like white boy here they way they jelous,
[Chorus]
When we come we came to spend money we think it aint nothin thats why we get to cuffin
They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know,
Aint worried bout another nigga while I'm gettin mine homie I aint got the time,
Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side,
But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know,
Flick this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, (oh, oh) now everywhere I go I flyyyy,
[Verse 2]
Most of my bitches use and abuse these niggas callin em makin em pay they dues
Spendin all your hard earned money on bags and shoes when all they need is kush and orange juice
Shit thats what I feed em, they download my songs watch my interviews and read em,
Treat her like u love her I fuck her once then I dont need her,
I'm playin I keep a couple of those skinnies that I hit up anytime I'm in they city shorty,
I aint on a sports team but ya nigga ballin, dont pick up my line less I see its money callin,
Jordan shorts by the pair and my sox is ralph lauren, and I got that dank from my nigga down new orleans,
Real as they come everyone of my niggas all in,
Niggas'll talk slick but me I'm gettin to the paper cuz they see us and act like they never hated
[Chorus]
Where we come we came to spend money we think it aint nothin thats y we get to cuffin
They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know,
Aint worried bout another nigga while I'm gettin mine homie I aint got the time,
Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side,
But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know,
Flips this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, now everywhere I go I flyyyy,
... taylor gang in this bitch....e you a fool, big bags of kush, put a x in the middle, add the orange juice nigga...
Skit 3 lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
It's ya boy Mr. Easy Rider
Coming to you live on W.E.E.D.
And right now we got some Guerrilla pimpin shit
You know we highway pimpin these hoes
That's state to state fool
What chu know bout it?
Matter Fact
If you on a highway right now,
And a bitch owe you money
I need you to turn this shit up, roll you a nice joint, and check your paper fool
And this shit right here, is my nigga Big K.R.I.T.
Curren$y Tha hot Spitta
Yea
And my man, Young Wiz Khalifa
Coming to you live on W.E.E.D.
And right now we got some Guerrilla pimpin shit
You know we highway pimpin these hoes
That's state to state fool
What chu know bout it?
Matter Fact
If you on a highway right now,
And a bitch owe you money
I need you to turn this shit up, roll you a nice joint, and check your paper fool
And this shit right here, is my nigga Big K.R.I.T.
Curren$y Tha hot Spitta
Yea
And my man, Young Wiz Khalifa
Glass House lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus (x2):]
Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
If you ain't sup than you can fucked get your ass out.
[Verse]
That's digital situation critical
Hate to make it so blatant baby
But I ain't playing
Maybe you got me confused
With one of them other dudes.
I ain't none of them.
Under they breath mumbling.
Scared to tell them hoes what it is.
You put yourself in that position.
I chill with all that baller fishing
You fucked around and you caught a shark.
Cold heart, tear your feelings apart
I'm more focused on getting my rims powder coated
One of the dopest, I'm scheduled one
You just ibuprofen, what is you smoking?
I'm focused to growing they got you choking
The options open, you can hide with them suckers
Or ride low and get higher than a motherfucker!
[Chorus]
Straight stunting, sucker niggas I take from them.
They bitches that is, get up in the car with wiz
They know they going to bank something, ain't fronting.
Smoking off the eighth onion
Get it twisted because you see me on your computer screen
Thinking because you got wireless you get as high as us
Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us
Planes over everything in the fly we trust.
This bottle smell is obvious
Than my connect come from cali
I'm good long as the money piling up
All the while I'm just quick lane pimping
Big Jane twisting
Walking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping.
[Chorus]
[Verse]
Yo I was candy coated, Bentley colored
Fifth? Fifth? Really made a
Killing with the bumper grill
Chandelier ceiling plush leaning
Is you fucking, is you sucking
I was wondering cause if not
Don't be pushing all my buttons in my cutless
Unless you cutting. Bitch I'm just saying
I ain't tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing
Troy shaking knocking pictures off the wall
Southern made call, 808 mean no draws
You got friends I fuck them all
What you mean you ain't nasty
Why the fuck you came
Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane.
Mississippi Pimp mouth piece frigid
Dolemite out of sight
Show you bright can you feel it shawty
[Chorus]
Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
If you ain't sup than you can fucked get your ass out.
[Verse]
That's digital situation critical
Hate to make it so blatant baby
But I ain't playing
Maybe you got me confused
With one of them other dudes.
I ain't none of them.
Under they breath mumbling.
Scared to tell them hoes what it is.
You put yourself in that position.
I chill with all that baller fishing
You fucked around and you caught a shark.
Cold heart, tear your feelings apart
I'm more focused on getting my rims powder coated
One of the dopest, I'm scheduled one
You just ibuprofen, what is you smoking?
I'm focused to growing they got you choking
The options open, you can hide with them suckers
Or ride low and get higher than a motherfucker!
[Chorus]
Straight stunting, sucker niggas I take from them.
They bitches that is, get up in the car with wiz
They know they going to bank something, ain't fronting.
Smoking off the eighth onion
Get it twisted because you see me on your computer screen
Thinking because you got wireless you get as high as us
Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us
Planes over everything in the fly we trust.
This bottle smell is obvious
Than my connect come from cali
I'm good long as the money piling up
All the while I'm just quick lane pimping
Big Jane twisting
Walking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping.
[Chorus]
[Verse]
Yo I was candy coated, Bentley colored
Fifth? Fifth? Really made a
Killing with the bumper grill
Chandelier ceiling plush leaning
Is you fucking, is you sucking
I was wondering cause if not
Don't be pushing all my buttons in my cutless
Unless you cutting. Bitch I'm just saying
I ain't tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing
Troy shaking knocking pictures off the wall
Southern made call, 808 mean no draws
You got friends I fuck them all
What you mean you ain't nasty
Why the fuck you came
Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane.
Mississippi Pimp mouth piece frigid
Dolemite out of sight
Show you bright can you feel it shawty
[Chorus]
Outro lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I'ma uh
More places than I've ever been
More money than I could ever spend
More hotels than I could ever rent
More bitches than I could ever sleep... with
More faces than I could ever know
More weed than I could ever blow
More fans from grow a every show
And we go...
I'm so high, so high...
Oh oh off the glow, glow...
No one pulling me down, me down..
Smoking, smoking...
Chilling, chilling...
Up at the top of the world, the world...
Oh oh off the glow
No one pulling me down, me down...
Growing, growing...
We're cheating, cheating
Somebody dreaming
But you just living
More places than I've ever been
More money than I could ever spend
More hotels than I could ever rent
More bitches than I could ever sleep... with
More faces than I could ever know
More weed than I could ever blow
More fans from grow a every show
And we go...
I'm so high, so high...
Oh oh off the glow, glow...
No one pulling me down, me down..
Smoking, smoking...
Chilling, chilling...
Up at the top of the world, the world...
Oh oh off the glow
No one pulling me down, me down...
Growing, growing...
We're cheating, cheating
Somebody dreaming
But you just living
Supply lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Nesby Phips)
[Verse 1: Nesby Phips]
Bone Snaps and crane kicks, divine intervention I was put here to change shit.
? Draped up in the same fit,
been rockin it for days now and will until the pay stop.
See there's no dinner or winner for second place huh?
Yea that what I figure so I handle my business.
Confidentiality, all my plans to get richer.
Then I, Master my role as my plan unfold.
Right moves, make sure the left hand don't know.
Words from a wiser predecessor: Never let up.
I know how to spot a fool cuz he never shut up.
If you speak it, you don't know it. You know it, you don't speak it.
Can't feel me if you put your vertebrae on the speakers.
See it got to be, and your nine on ya.
I got higher than Chong on bongs in California.
Catch me in your in local cool spots cata corner?
Virgins to the herb frown at that aroma.
For those inquisitive, scoot closer to Phips a bit.
I invite you to get higher than what you've experienced.
[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Nooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Woke up in the mornin'
some ashes in the sink, couple drinks we was pourin' in.
My niggas sleep, bitches rollin weed while I'm Yawnin'.
It's just a routine after a night of performin'.
I turn the hotel into a Polo Party.
Makin' them eggs with cheese, let 'em smoke so much weed.
Them hoes think we in the '70s.
Big Dog, better pedigree.
She in this king size bed with me.
Give her space boy, Let her breathe.
And I mean that technically,
roll up the trees, like my weed grown medically.
Less of the seeds, Niggas still got the hatin' disease,
when actually they know.
bite or bark, fight or heart
Imma keep rollin' trees nigga, light or spark.
Taylor in my walk, karate in my Talk.
Now that's gangsta.
[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Noooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.
Bone Snaps and crane kicks, divine intervention I was put here to change shit.
? Draped up in the same fit,
been rockin it for days now and will until the pay stop.
See there's no dinner or winner for second place huh?
Yea that what I figure so I handle my business.
Confidentiality, all my plans to get richer.
Then I, Master my role as my plan unfold.
Right moves, make sure the left hand don't know.
Words from a wiser predecessor: Never let up.
I know how to spot a fool cuz he never shut up.
If you speak it, you don't know it. You know it, you don't speak it.
Can't feel me if you put your vertebrae on the speakers.
See it got to be, and your nine on ya.
I got higher than Chong on bongs in California.
Catch me in your in local cool spots cata corner?
Virgins to the herb frown at that aroma.
For those inquisitive, scoot closer to Phips a bit.
I invite you to get higher than what you've experienced.
[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Nooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Woke up in the mornin'
some ashes in the sink, couple drinks we was pourin' in.
My niggas sleep, bitches rollin weed while I'm Yawnin'.
It's just a routine after a night of performin'.
I turn the hotel into a Polo Party.
Makin' them eggs with cheese, let 'em smoke so much weed.
Them hoes think we in the '70s.
Big Dog, better pedigree.
She in this king size bed with me.
Give her space boy, Let her breathe.
And I mean that technically,
roll up the trees, like my weed grown medically.
Less of the seeds, Niggas still got the hatin' disease,
when actually they know.
bite or bark, fight or heart
Imma keep rollin' trees nigga, light or spark.
Taylor in my walk, karate in my Talk.
Now that's gangsta.
[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Noooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.
Chewy 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.
Friendly lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Curren$y)
[Curren$y:]
By the strength of the quality weed smell
You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building on my Batman shit
Niggas suspended from the ceiling
Not really, but that's the way the weed got me feeling
Got a low rise in Venice
Mami you got the vision and I see it HD
And it couldn't be any clearer
You should be with Spitta
And you know that this your chance, don't blow it like birthday candles
Good guy Spitta keep his name outta them scandals
It's not a secret, I prefer my girls in sneakers, never sandals
Posing naked in only a pair of Nike Vandals
Bottles pop, back to back
Extra large chronic sack
Cellphone, camera's out
Mama I remember that
Anytime I look at that
I go to wondering where you at
So baby where you at
With it
I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
And maybe we get back up in a minute
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Listen, if you with it, get in
What you sipping
Hit it out of the park
That's if you pitching
First you look at me wrong
Like uh uh, no he didn't
Then you turn into rubbing on me
You start to give in, get it
By the beach, watching tennis
Crack another bottle of Perignon
Louis V carry-ons when you visit
Sending all them singles in your sidekick sentence
Then I reply like be there in a minute
Just put me and Curren$y on your friend list
The weed come from a village
Truck tire, sour diesel scented, that's real shit
From smelling this she wanna see how the cigar taste
We lighting reefer bumping 808's & heartbreaks
Skinny broad but out them jeans she got a heart shape
Skip the movie date and take her to the horse race
And let you bet it all keep the winnings
Young entrepreneur give you the business, dig it (Yeah)
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)
By the strength of the quality weed smell
You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building on my Batman shit
Niggas suspended from the ceiling
Not really, but that's the way the weed got me feeling
Got a low rise in Venice
Mami you got the vision and I see it HD
And it couldn't be any clearer
You should be with Spitta
And you know that this your chance, don't blow it like birthday candles
Good guy Spitta keep his name outta them scandals
It's not a secret, I prefer my girls in sneakers, never sandals
Posing naked in only a pair of Nike Vandals
Bottles pop, back to back
Extra large chronic sack
Cellphone, camera's out
Mama I remember that
Anytime I look at that
I go to wondering where you at
So baby where you at
With it
I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
And maybe we get back up in a minute
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Listen, if you with it, get in
What you sipping
Hit it out of the park
That's if you pitching
First you look at me wrong
Like uh uh, no he didn't
Then you turn into rubbing on me
You start to give in, get it
By the beach, watching tennis
Crack another bottle of Perignon
Louis V carry-ons when you visit
Sending all them singles in your sidekick sentence
Then I reply like be there in a minute
Just put me and Curren$y on your friend list
The weed come from a village
Truck tire, sour diesel scented, that's real shit
From smelling this she wanna see how the cigar taste
We lighting reefer bumping 808's & heartbreaks
Skinny broad but out them jeans she got a heart shape
Skip the movie date and take her to the horse race
And let you bet it all keep the winnings
Young entrepreneur give you the business, dig it (Yeah)
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)
Goodbye lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Johnny Juliano)
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
I worked for everything I own
Dare a nigga try and take it
Take 300 on the frames
Just from blocking out you haters
Swear they're in my way
They in my rear view mirror
If a nigga act stupid
I'ma let him get his issue
Everything designer
And my back seat's reclining
Got a thing for looking good
And blowing money like it's tissue
But niggaz see you eating
Get to starving for a plate
Well, you don't give it when they hate
That's why my niggas keep a biscuit
It's no gimmick
I talk it how I live it
So when a nigga cross the finish
Gotta push it to the limit
Got a mom and little sister
I plan on taking care of
Lost my uncle this year
Couple niggas in the system
So I roll
No telling where I'm landing
But I know something
That I'm going towards the money
I can see you niggas slacking
Everyday I'm on my job
Yung Khalifa going hard
Till the I'm last man standing
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Got my eyes on this money
And some good weed burning
Buying from ya, you got it grand
Going hard is not an option
Now these niggas acting jealous
'Cause they feel like they ain't shining
And they little shit stop
When it's big shit popping
??
Gotta keep it in my system
60 box of Cigarellos
'Cause I blow it by the onion
Pack up some dollar bills
Send some paper to my younging
'Cause he just like Steve Francis
He be playing with them rockets
Whipping on the wheel
Got my peddle to the medal
'Bout to hit another city
Ain't no point of getting settled
Straight onto the plane
Ain't been home in so long
You think it's my cologne
But it's money that you smelling
Eyes like my father
Can't stand my older brother
Got some niggas doing years
'Cause of funny niggas telling
Nigga, I'ma be grinding
Till the day that I expire
I've been running through the batch
Till I'm the last man standing
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
I worked for everything I own
Dare a nigga try and take it
Take 300 on the frames
Just from blocking out you haters
Swear they're in my way
They in my rear view mirror
If a nigga act stupid
I'ma let him get his issue
Everything designer
And my back seat's reclining
Got a thing for looking good
And blowing money like it's tissue
But niggaz see you eating
Get to starving for a plate
Well, you don't give it when they hate
That's why my niggas keep a biscuit
It's no gimmick
I talk it how I live it
So when a nigga cross the finish
Gotta push it to the limit
Got a mom and little sister
I plan on taking care of
Lost my uncle this year
Couple niggas in the system
So I roll
No telling where I'm landing
But I know something
That I'm going towards the money
I can see you niggas slacking
Everyday I'm on my job
Yung Khalifa going hard
Till the I'm last man standing
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Got my eyes on this money
And some good weed burning
Buying from ya, you got it grand
Going hard is not an option
Now these niggas acting jealous
'Cause they feel like they ain't shining
And they little shit stop
When it's big shit popping
??
Gotta keep it in my system
60 box of Cigarellos
'Cause I blow it by the onion
Pack up some dollar bills
Send some paper to my younging
'Cause he just like Steve Francis
He be playing with them rockets
Whipping on the wheel
Got my peddle to the medal
'Bout to hit another city
Ain't no point of getting settled
Straight onto the plane
Ain't been home in so long
You think it's my cologne
But it's money that you smelling
Eyes like my father
Can't stand my older brother
Got some niggas doing years
'Cause of funny niggas telling
Nigga, I'ma be grinding
Till the day that I expire
I've been running through the batch
Till I'm the last man standing
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
Go hard or I'ma go home
I haven't been there you know in so long
So goodbye
Hit Tha Flo lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus:]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo' [x4]
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yeaaaaaaaa Bitch. You know what it is. It's Wizzle man.
Taylor Gang or die. Heavy Hustle in this bitch. Yea. (hahaha) Yup. Yea.
[Verse 1:]
The way lil' shorty go I'm tryna think where I should take her
Watch her hit tha flo, I'm out here spending all this paper
Bought some cigarillos yeah I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good well shit I wanna meet your maker
Take her, to my home, Say hello to my neighbors
She my biggest fan, I see her man just tryna save her
Put it in her mouth, and now my taste she's tryna savor
Shorty saying Khalifa Man should have his own flavor
Haters wanna be me, but can't walk in my Chuck Taylor's
All black eleven's, Mac-11 with the lazer
Mami keep on shaking it like she a salt shaker
Hand on the ground, everybody around.
[Chorus:]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo' [x4]
[Wiz Khalifa:] Yea. Yea
[Verse 2:]
Hey A lot of niggas hate, but all the bitches wanna do me
Wizzle L. Jackson, Yeah my life is like a movie
Heavy Hustle Gang, Swisher Sweets with the jacuzzi
Probably fucked your girl, you don't like it nigga sue me
Shawty from the hood, but in the club she actin' booshie
Body like a centerfold, Boy look at that loody! {Taylor Gang word for booty}
My ink got her gone, Wanting to know who tattoos me
Head game right, Just said she'd like to ride (Yeah)
DJ play my song, When it come on she gets excited
Before I leave the club, I'll put her number in my sidekick
Swagger on some different shit, She tell me that she like it
Watch her break it down, I ain't playin' around.
[Chorus:]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo [x4]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo' [x4]
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yeaaaaaaaa Bitch. You know what it is. It's Wizzle man.
Taylor Gang or die. Heavy Hustle in this bitch. Yea. (hahaha) Yup. Yea.
[Verse 1:]
The way lil' shorty go I'm tryna think where I should take her
Watch her hit tha flo, I'm out here spending all this paper
Bought some cigarillos yeah I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good well shit I wanna meet your maker
Take her, to my home, Say hello to my neighbors
She my biggest fan, I see her man just tryna save her
Put it in her mouth, and now my taste she's tryna savor
Shorty saying Khalifa Man should have his own flavor
Haters wanna be me, but can't walk in my Chuck Taylor's
All black eleven's, Mac-11 with the lazer
Mami keep on shaking it like she a salt shaker
Hand on the ground, everybody around.
[Chorus:]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo' [x4]
[Wiz Khalifa:] Yea. Yea
[Verse 2:]
Hey A lot of niggas hate, but all the bitches wanna do me
Wizzle L. Jackson, Yeah my life is like a movie
Heavy Hustle Gang, Swisher Sweets with the jacuzzi
Probably fucked your girl, you don't like it nigga sue me
Shawty from the hood, but in the club she actin' booshie
Body like a centerfold, Boy look at that loody! {Taylor Gang word for booty}
My ink got her gone, Wanting to know who tattoos me
Head game right, Just said she'd like to ride (Yeah)
DJ play my song, When it come on she gets excited
Before I leave the club, I'll put her number in my sidekick
Swagger on some different shit, She tell me that she like it
Watch her break it down, I ain't playin' around.
[Chorus:]
Yeah it's goin' down, Yeah it's goin' down
Watch her hit tha flo', Watch her hit tha flo [x4]
Lose Control lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Intro:]
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Yeah... Yeah... It's Young Kha... (Khalifa!)
Man... Man... Man... It's Young Khalifa Man!
Man... Man... Man... TAYLOR GANG OR DIE!
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[Verse:]
She don't know me, but I know her
I met plenty of her type before
Love a nigga with a fancy car
Live your life like a movie star
Got a thing for expensive clothing
Fuck with it if it's frozen
You got it all
And worry 'bout a thing, no not at all
The music was on, had that sour smoke in the air
Her nigga was jockin, I told her 'come over here'
To my section, he make sure the runway is clear
Then we take off, leave the extra baggage girl so we can float on
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[Verse:]
I'm vibing, you vibing
I roll while you driving
You tired of them lames,
Saying your recline never change
Now you out flying with the planes
[singing: Wiz Khalifa]
So what if they're watching us?
I hope that they're watching us
They could see what I see
Girl what you do to me
Now don't try to talk to us
But No there's no stopping us
It's hard to unlock you?
The ho's that you got, on... on... on me
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[fade til end]
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Yeah... Yeah... It's Young Kha... (Khalifa!)
Man... Man... Man... It's Young Khalifa Man!
Man... Man... Man... TAYLOR GANG OR DIE!
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[Verse:]
She don't know me, but I know her
I met plenty of her type before
Love a nigga with a fancy car
Live your life like a movie star
Got a thing for expensive clothing
Fuck with it if it's frozen
You got it all
And worry 'bout a thing, no not at all
The music was on, had that sour smoke in the air
Her nigga was jockin, I told her 'come over here'
To my section, he make sure the runway is clear
Then we take off, leave the extra baggage girl so we can float on
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[Verse:]
I'm vibing, you vibing
I roll while you driving
You tired of them lames,
Saying your recline never change
Now you out flying with the planes
[singing: Wiz Khalifa]
So what if they're watching us?
I hope that they're watching us
They could see what I see
Girl what you do to me
Now don't try to talk to us
But No there's no stopping us
It's hard to unlock you?
The ho's that you got, on... on... on me
[Hook:]
I see you staring, I'm at the bar
You tired of them lames you wanna be with a star
I gotta place that you wanna go,
Don't reach out for them other guys, with me you'll lose control
Control... control... control, you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
Lose control... you'll lose control... you'll lose control
Control... control... you'll lose control
[fade til end]
Moola & The Guap lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Lavish & L.C.)
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what need boy ya want it
that nigga price high, mine cheap so they love it
do it big shake them off and these haters wish I wasn't
all about my chavo my guap keep keep it commin
who you foolin boy I does it your girl said she loves it
pocket full of guap and that moola keep it commin
heavy hustle, rostrum records on it big man its nothin
cigarillo full o dat rain man I call her fresh puffin
its its its smellin super bad, call me MC puffin
spit that thing in oven turn it up and make muffins
money commin up that moola and the green
money commin in I chop it up between my team
I'm a star in the air, doin big things
why you think your lady stare I'm stuntin like a stunna do
fresh when i want to, do my shit in front of you
money everywhere look dumbie right in front of you
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
Yeahhhh... I'm fresh up of the plane I hit the town straight from tourin
I don't run up and down the court but u can say I'm ballin
the moneys not a problem so you know they goin hate
when they see them yellow diamonds you should see them hoes face
imma need a whole case hit the club and pop them bottles
in it with my thugs spendin dubs like no tomorrow
I make a lot of chavo and meet a lot of bust downs
saw me in the club once shawty got a crush now
don't got the time got a line of sexy women
wanna fuck the team cuz they seen how we be spendin
rock expensive linen ya that baggy shit is finished
when you gettin money, everything is fitted
listen this is nothin close to most of you nigga's weirdo's
my swagga on one followed by a zero zero
I got up in her ear hole she hopped up in my seats
told her ride with a g if you like what you see
cuz I..
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what cha need, a blunt for ya trees
a lot o pipe for all that you got stuffed in them jeans
my ride got screens, I'm high got leans
but I don't sip purple I smoke a lot of green
300 dolla jeans, tight white tee
I look at you and tell you to get right like me
and check your main broad because she might like me
waitin for the right timin and tonight might be
--annhaa--
she say she want a nigga with that moola and that guap
they see me i don't have to say shit to em bro they flop
and as for all them hatin niggas, oh i got em hot
they recognize that I'm on number two and ain't gon stop (two)
I rep my city (city), floodin my p (p)
them airy yellow diamonds lookin like my chain peed (wow)
a pocket fulla dollas my nigga I gang green (yup)
so if your bout your money boy I'm bout the same thing (yea)
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need.
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what need boy ya want it
that nigga price high, mine cheap so they love it
do it big shake them off and these haters wish I wasn't
all about my chavo my guap keep keep it commin
who you foolin boy I does it your girl said she loves it
pocket full of guap and that moola keep it commin
heavy hustle, rostrum records on it big man its nothin
cigarillo full o dat rain man I call her fresh puffin
its its its smellin super bad, call me MC puffin
spit that thing in oven turn it up and make muffins
money commin up that moola and the green
money commin in I chop it up between my team
I'm a star in the air, doin big things
why you think your lady stare I'm stuntin like a stunna do
fresh when i want to, do my shit in front of you
money everywhere look dumbie right in front of you
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
Yeahhhh... I'm fresh up of the plane I hit the town straight from tourin
I don't run up and down the court but u can say I'm ballin
the moneys not a problem so you know they goin hate
when they see them yellow diamonds you should see them hoes face
imma need a whole case hit the club and pop them bottles
in it with my thugs spendin dubs like no tomorrow
I make a lot of chavo and meet a lot of bust downs
saw me in the club once shawty got a crush now
don't got the time got a line of sexy women
wanna fuck the team cuz they seen how we be spendin
rock expensive linen ya that baggy shit is finished
when you gettin money, everything is fitted
listen this is nothin close to most of you nigga's weirdo's
my swagga on one followed by a zero zero
I got up in her ear hole she hopped up in my seats
told her ride with a g if you like what you see
cuz I..
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what cha need, a blunt for ya trees
a lot o pipe for all that you got stuffed in them jeans
my ride got screens, I'm high got leans
but I don't sip purple I smoke a lot of green
300 dolla jeans, tight white tee
I look at you and tell you to get right like me
and check your main broad because she might like me
waitin for the right timin and tonight might be
--annhaa--
she say she want a nigga with that moola and that guap
they see me i don't have to say shit to em bro they flop
and as for all them hatin niggas, oh i got em hot
they recognize that I'm on number two and ain't gon stop (two)
I rep my city (city), floodin my p (p)
them airy yellow diamonds lookin like my chain peed (wow)
a pocket fulla dollas my nigga I gang green (yup)
so if your bout your money boy I'm bout the same thing (yea)
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
got moola and the guap
I got what you need.
Studio Lovin' lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Girl let me take you to my studio
Give you everything you want and need
Lay you flat like a piano
If you let me stroke your keys
You going be saying things you never said
Matter fact you going be playing melodies you never played
We aint' in no bed,
We in the lab
And I'm reclining in my seat
You can just climb on top of me and ride me like this beat
You say you need this (loving)
Well imma grab your wasteline,
And if you like it deep,
I could hit you with that baseline
I aint' tryin to waste time
For me and your sake
Plus I'm payin for this session
I need more than one take
I make the boards shake like how I'm suppose to
I'll have you sounding good
Lil ma, I got them pro tunes
Now you in the mood
I got you doing this and tryin that
Beating in your drum
While I'm playing with your high hat
You like that
Soo you dont want to, I just make you do it
Got you in love, cuz when we fuck its like we making music, go n' lose it
[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa
And no, it aint gonn stop
I keep this song on replay
Puttin all them scratches on my back
I'm like go dj
Be my guitar
I'll pluck your g-string
Pull it to the side
Imma make them vocals drop
I'm gripin on your thighs
We tangled like some cables
From the front look in your eyes
Then I turn you like some pables
No you fiendin for this (loving)
That's what you gonn get
And I cant sing,but I see you
And know I'm gonn hit,yeaa
Lets do the verses now
Worry about the beat later
Heard you be going off that head
You dont need paper
Play you an e-major, a-minor
Girl your rythym straight
And I say you got great timing
Feel your heart rate climbing
Like when my speakers quake
More than a qruayer straight
You got that 8-o-a
You say you cant
But I do something that just make you do it
Me and you dont fuck
We make music, yeaa
[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa
Give you everything you want and need
Lay you flat like a piano
If you let me stroke your keys
You going be saying things you never said
Matter fact you going be playing melodies you never played
We aint' in no bed,
We in the lab
And I'm reclining in my seat
You can just climb on top of me and ride me like this beat
You say you need this (loving)
Well imma grab your wasteline,
And if you like it deep,
I could hit you with that baseline
I aint' tryin to waste time
For me and your sake
Plus I'm payin for this session
I need more than one take
I make the boards shake like how I'm suppose to
I'll have you sounding good
Lil ma, I got them pro tunes
Now you in the mood
I got you doing this and tryin that
Beating in your drum
While I'm playing with your high hat
You like that
Soo you dont want to, I just make you do it
Got you in love, cuz when we fuck its like we making music, go n' lose it
[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa
And no, it aint gonn stop
I keep this song on replay
Puttin all them scratches on my back
I'm like go dj
Be my guitar
I'll pluck your g-string
Pull it to the side
Imma make them vocals drop
I'm gripin on your thighs
We tangled like some cables
From the front look in your eyes
Then I turn you like some pables
No you fiendin for this (loving)
That's what you gonn get
And I cant sing,but I see you
And know I'm gonn hit,yeaa
Lets do the verses now
Worry about the beat later
Heard you be going off that head
You dont need paper
Play you an e-major, a-minor
Girl your rythym straight
And I say you got great timing
Feel your heart rate climbing
Like when my speakers quake
More than a qruayer straight
You got that 8-o-a
You say you cant
But I do something that just make you do it
Me and you dont fuck
We make music, yeaa
[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa
Right Here lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
(I got it right here for you girl)
[Verse 1:]
And no I'm not there
It's true them other dudes don't compare
See I got girls a few I don't care
When I see you, I stop and I stare
I'm not some player
Or just some guy
You like my swagger
Think that I'm fly
You caught my eye
Across this club
I'm way pass drunk
I think I'm in love
And you my drug
I need you most
I take you until I overdose
Come here get close
And hit this smoke
If you want 'scape
Then we can get ghost
If you want go
Back to my crib
Get interested
Won' see how I live
Some peace and quiet
To get to know Wiz
Before we slide
You need to know this
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
[Verse 2:]
And no where else
It ain't my fault can't myself
I catch my breath
When I see you
You just my style
So whatchu won' do
You private it can just be us two
If you got friends
Then bring your crew
You know how to keep a secret
Me too
I wont tell no one else what we do
Puttin your nails all in my tattoo
I want you bad as hell and that's true
You tell me what a playa gott' do
To make you understand a mad dude
I wont act new
When I'm around
If you end up lettin' me bust you down
I ain't no clown
That you know this
Before we slide you need to know this
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
[Verse 3:]
So don't go far
I won' be everywhere that you are
Your biggest fan
So be my star
I hope you find your way to my car
I take my time, do this right
I'm down for anything that you like
Make girls play the left
'cause your right
Just one thing to tell you tonight
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (h-here, h-here, h-here)
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
(I got it right here for you girl)
[Verse 1:]
And no I'm not there
It's true them other dudes don't compare
See I got girls a few I don't care
When I see you, I stop and I stare
I'm not some player
Or just some guy
You like my swagger
Think that I'm fly
You caught my eye
Across this club
I'm way pass drunk
I think I'm in love
And you my drug
I need you most
I take you until I overdose
Come here get close
And hit this smoke
If you want 'scape
Then we can get ghost
If you want go
Back to my crib
Get interested
Won' see how I live
Some peace and quiet
To get to know Wiz
Before we slide
You need to know this
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
[Verse 2:]
And no where else
It ain't my fault can't myself
I catch my breath
When I see you
You just my style
So whatchu won' do
You private it can just be us two
If you got friends
Then bring your crew
You know how to keep a secret
Me too
I wont tell no one else what we do
Puttin your nails all in my tattoo
I want you bad as hell and that's true
You tell me what a playa gott' do
To make you understand a mad dude
I wont act new
When I'm around
If you end up lettin' me bust you down
I ain't no clown
That you know this
Before we slide you need to know this
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (here, here, here)
[Verse 3:]
So don't go far
I won' be everywhere that you are
Your biggest fan
So be my star
I hope you find your way to my car
I take my time, do this right
I'm down for anything that you like
Make girls play the left
'cause your right
Just one thing to tell you tonight
[Chorus:]
I heard that love, was bliiiind
But girl I've seen it (girl I've seen it)
And I need it (yes I need it)
I want to make, you miiiiine
And girl you know it, 'cause I showed it
Please don't blow it
What you need is right here (ahhh oh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (Right here, here, here) (oooh)
What you need is right here (ahhh)
Everything you need is right here (h-here, h-here, h-here)
Red Carpet (Like A Movie) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Kev tha Hustla)
Yea
Gettin more scrill, deal or no deal uh
Yea, chubby bags
Heavy hustle, course the gang, uh
[VERSE 1]
On, and on, and on, and on and
We just drink and smoke until the morning
You're homegirl's texting you, ignoring them
Hit the weed, giggle a little, then you get horny
I hit the weed, get on my mission, and then I'm goin' in
Knowin damn well they got boyfriends
Till they get the front door, asked her which floor I'm on
I'm at the top, polo socks and pajamas on
She smoke chronic, know the lyrics to all my songs
It's like I died and went to heaven, me and all my dogs
Thats why we sip champaign till the bottles gone
Roll weed on ya take the bitches, I don't follow ya'll
[CHORUS]
I can never make up this if I wanted to
It's real talk what I'm saying to you
I don't wanna wake up, knowing just one thought of you
Got me fallen I can't get up (get up)
So will you co-star with me?
Cuz my life is like a movie
[VERSE 2]
Champaign parties in my hotel
Her friends don't even smoke, but they diggin' the smell
Ex-boyfriend ringin' ya cell
But every effort to save you's to no avail
Nuttin but starter's on my team nigga coach fail
And all we do is get high and watch the dough swim
Relatively fly like a meteor or spaceship
Party every night, and early morning get wasted
All the way 100 you others niggas are make-shift
Roll that rapper weed, you smoke and don't wanna taste it, lets face it
She wanna fly where the planes is
Got her testin' out all of my trees, mint-flavors
She ?? the paper
[CHORUS x2]
[VERSE 3 - Kev tha Hustla]
We stay smokin' that la-la-la
Easy rider, joint roller, my 9-5
You can prolly smell it in the car when we ridin' by
More like all the way up, we ain't kinda high
We more than fly, introduce you to the gang members
That's taylor, like blood, no gang members
No names enter, and now you on champaign land
I'm on an island of hard liquor
it be fans, joint lit, and guitar pickers
Goin' nowhere for awhile, I got good snickers
Now you wanna mingle, heard young single
Big face chips baby, stack my pringles
You call it tight, I say well-fit
And we ain't takin' no prisoners, now you jealous
In ya state please make sure the weed great
Fresh produce, purple and green crates
Groove, crisp bills in my jean pants
Telly room prolly doin' the Uncle Snoop dance, yea
[CHORUS x2]
Gettin more scrill, deal or no deal uh
Yea, chubby bags
Heavy hustle, course the gang, uh
[VERSE 1]
On, and on, and on, and on and
We just drink and smoke until the morning
You're homegirl's texting you, ignoring them
Hit the weed, giggle a little, then you get horny
I hit the weed, get on my mission, and then I'm goin' in
Knowin damn well they got boyfriends
Till they get the front door, asked her which floor I'm on
I'm at the top, polo socks and pajamas on
She smoke chronic, know the lyrics to all my songs
It's like I died and went to heaven, me and all my dogs
Thats why we sip champaign till the bottles gone
Roll weed on ya take the bitches, I don't follow ya'll
[CHORUS]
I can never make up this if I wanted to
It's real talk what I'm saying to you
I don't wanna wake up, knowing just one thought of you
Got me fallen I can't get up (get up)
So will you co-star with me?
Cuz my life is like a movie
[VERSE 2]
Champaign parties in my hotel
Her friends don't even smoke, but they diggin' the smell
Ex-boyfriend ringin' ya cell
But every effort to save you's to no avail
Nuttin but starter's on my team nigga coach fail
And all we do is get high and watch the dough swim
Relatively fly like a meteor or spaceship
Party every night, and early morning get wasted
All the way 100 you others niggas are make-shift
Roll that rapper weed, you smoke and don't wanna taste it, lets face it
She wanna fly where the planes is
Got her testin' out all of my trees, mint-flavors
She ?? the paper
[CHORUS x2]
[VERSE 3 - Kev tha Hustla]
We stay smokin' that la-la-la
Easy rider, joint roller, my 9-5
You can prolly smell it in the car when we ridin' by
More like all the way up, we ain't kinda high
We more than fly, introduce you to the gang members
That's taylor, like blood, no gang members
No names enter, and now you on champaign land
I'm on an island of hard liquor
it be fans, joint lit, and guitar pickers
Goin' nowhere for awhile, I got good snickers
Now you wanna mingle, heard young single
Big face chips baby, stack my pringles
You call it tight, I say well-fit
And we ain't takin' no prisoners, now you jealous
In ya state please make sure the weed great
Fresh produce, purple and green crates
Groove, crisp bills in my jean pants
Telly room prolly doin' the Uncle Snoop dance, yea
[CHORUS x2]
Superstar lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Johnny Juliano)
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
Remember when I was a little nigga, 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
My whole swag got grown, got 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
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
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center 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)
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
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
Remember when I was a little nigga, 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
My whole swag got grown, got 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
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
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center 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)
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
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]
This Plane lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I'm... Screaming fuck them niggas who hated
I'm money affiliated
Speculated me landing, musta got me mistaken with lame niggas
Know you gon get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya
Let that major situation lone and became richer
People talking down, but see me I'm the same nigga
Leave ya bitch around, we gon drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, See a cloud with my name in it
Only easy riders squeeze no cigars for me and my gang
Fool I'm a legend in dese streets, that's how I do my thang
And don't wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Arr man... Still they hated talk smack knowing if I was gone, there'll be no throne to throw ya rocks at
Cruising maximum altitudes, I'm tyrna top that
So in touch with the real, them suckas tyrna stop that
But I... Live or laugh die, Party get high and tell dem lames to the plane and let fly
Don't know what they hatin for, Just getting my paper
Well Maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to
It's Such A Shame(shame)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane) I tried to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to
Uh... Stuck alone in this way of grace
Say I'm living too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, It's neva in need for brakes
Smoke easy riders with hash, Fuck bitches from outta state
Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me plates
Shrimp and Filet Mignon, We celebrate buyin drinks
With a couple of broads, my niggas and who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
So while you busy tyrna fit in, I'm a stand out
And view my life thru this lens and see how it pans out
Substitute teacher ass niggas need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck dem niggas who hated
I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle that chronic smokin degraded
Speculating me landin, musta got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the captain of the plane
You'sa runner on the jet way
Don't know what they hatin for, Just getting my paper
Well Maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to
It's Such A Shame(shame)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane) I tried to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to
I'm money affiliated
Speculated me landing, musta got me mistaken with lame niggas
Know you gon get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya
Let that major situation lone and became richer
People talking down, but see me I'm the same nigga
Leave ya bitch around, we gon drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, See a cloud with my name in it
Only easy riders squeeze no cigars for me and my gang
Fool I'm a legend in dese streets, that's how I do my thang
And don't wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Arr man... Still they hated talk smack knowing if I was gone, there'll be no throne to throw ya rocks at
Cruising maximum altitudes, I'm tyrna top that
So in touch with the real, them suckas tyrna stop that
But I... Live or laugh die, Party get high and tell dem lames to the plane and let fly
Don't know what they hatin for, Just getting my paper
Well Maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to
It's Such A Shame(shame)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane) I tried to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to
Uh... Stuck alone in this way of grace
Say I'm living too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, It's neva in need for brakes
Smoke easy riders with hash, Fuck bitches from outta state
Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me plates
Shrimp and Filet Mignon, We celebrate buyin drinks
With a couple of broads, my niggas and who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
So while you busy tyrna fit in, I'm a stand out
And view my life thru this lens and see how it pans out
Substitute teacher ass niggas need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck dem niggas who hated
I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle that chronic smokin degraded
Speculating me landin, musta got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the captain of the plane
You'sa runner on the jet way
Don't know what they hatin for, Just getting my paper
Well Maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to
It's Such A Shame(shame)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)... They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane)
They Gon Miss This Plane(Plane) I tried to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to
Who I Am lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I be rollin
Riden
Flow so fly I be so so high
She say im that guy you wanna ride with
Like my car get inside it
U excited
I dont blame you
Everywhere I go all them hoes act the same too
I dont wanna date you
I just wanna take you home n do somethin grown folks can relate too
Bitch I'ma play you
I would hate to
But if you stay cool we should be straight boo
Bitch I'ma straight fool
No I cant lie
Dont let a day go bye where I aint high
Pump ur 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 you what I'm bout
[Chorus:]
Tryna front when you see me in the club bitch you no who I am [x4]
Gettin weeded with a pocket full of dubs I bet you no who I am [x4]
They be runnin up n showin all this love cause they know who I am [x4]
Didnt notice it but now ur goin nuts cause you no who I am [x4]
I be cakin'
Makin all of this money
Look honey I aint fakin
See that ur takin
Thats cool with me
Cause you n ur boyfriend aint 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 you in ur girl watchin me n my niggas
Now that ur with us
If not wiz dont fuck a rap star
I just get it how I live
This aint the first time that you heard about wiz
So ma why I feelin me just front n act like it is
U aint the type of juice better then one poundin
Just lettin me come round now she a buss down
Feelin my convo
Then mami lets ride out
Right now I'll show you what I'm bout
[Chorus]
Riden
Flow so fly I be so so high
She say im that guy you wanna ride with
Like my car get inside it
U excited
I dont blame you
Everywhere I go all them hoes act the same too
I dont wanna date you
I just wanna take you home n do somethin grown folks can relate too
Bitch I'ma play you
I would hate to
But if you stay cool we should be straight boo
Bitch I'ma straight fool
No I cant lie
Dont let a day go bye where I aint high
Pump ur 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 you what I'm bout
[Chorus:]
Tryna front when you see me in the club bitch you no who I am [x4]
Gettin weeded with a pocket full of dubs I bet you no who I am [x4]
They be runnin up n showin all this love cause they know who I am [x4]
Didnt notice it but now ur goin nuts cause you no who I am [x4]
I be cakin'
Makin all of this money
Look honey I aint fakin
See that ur takin
Thats cool with me
Cause you n ur boyfriend aint 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 you in ur girl watchin me n my niggas
Now that ur with us
If not wiz dont fuck a rap star
I just get it how I live
This aint the first time that you heard about wiz
So ma why I feelin me just front n act like it is
U aint the type of juice better then one poundin
Just lettin me come round now she a buss down
Feelin my convo
Then mami lets ride out
Right now I'll show you what I'm bout
[Chorus]
Young Boy Talk lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Look nigga I'm the boss, the mo' fuckin animal.
One war, one phone call is how I handle you. {whew}
On the grind, you pussy niggas hate, bitch I'm out in diferent states bought the ticket gettin cake.
Fill my lungs with the best weed, pockets with them dolla signs,
run with them niggas holdin glocks like its Columbine. {Pop, Pop, Pop}
I'ma star in detroit so I gotta shine, far as Pittsburgh I'm the voice so I gotta Rhyme. {Yaaaa}
Rhymen all the time, ever since the first day.
now I'm gettin cake like ay day became my birthday.
Somethin like an earthquake, the way the shit drop, I be at the tip top, postin with a big knot.
You ain't know me hoe, you sit at home and just watch, less than hatas, stone cold spectatas.
One war, one phone call is how I handle you. {whew}
On the grind, you pussy niggas hate, bitch I'm out in diferent states bought the ticket gettin cake.
Fill my lungs with the best weed, pockets with them dolla signs,
run with them niggas holdin glocks like its Columbine. {Pop, Pop, Pop}
I'ma star in detroit so I gotta shine, far as Pittsburgh I'm the voice so I gotta Rhyme. {Yaaaa}
Rhymen all the time, ever since the first day.
now I'm gettin cake like ay day became my birthday.
Somethin like an earthquake, the way the shit drop, I be at the tip top, postin with a big knot.
You ain't know me hoe, you sit at home and just watch, less than hatas, stone cold spectatas.
B.A.R. (Burn After Rolling) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Tailor game
Paper planes... uh
And no matter what I say
Everyday I keep count
Whoever niggas speak about
Lambourghini dreams, beach house wishes
Pour bottles of champaigne for my beach house bitches
It ain't new to me that money boy I been bout
Throwin' hundreds on the floor I tell her keep count
Nigga they in love with what I say cause aaa
Really live the life you other niggas speak about
Got my camera man he's down to do a movie for me
Couple niggas round that's down to do the shootin for me
I'm still ridin' with my main bitch
She rollin' a joint somethin' old school playin'
She love me we fuckin', we in the fly free zone with some niggas who capped an save it
I let her shop til she drop dead
Sleepin' in her crib wake up to decent pot plant
Jordan shorts and a pair of polo socks blazin' with yo bitch
You wanna live smoke this
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
Don't talk numbers I hire people to speak for me
If you love her then hide your bitch so you keep shawty
Ever fly private, so much diamonds in my chain hell a sky milage
I fell asleep on a plane
An never woke up, an now I'm livin' the dream
Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king
They wanna live comfortably sippin' on champaigne
Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
I gave my Momma the O she told her anythin' that come through the door to open the whole clip
I'm with yo bitch smokin' let her keep the mid I'm a roll this potent
Hotel so close to the water you can even hear the ocean
Them bitches can't breathe beware of em niggas with tattoo sleeves
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
One smoke cause they know that I keep flavors
Tell me how them other niggas lame
And she love a cool press so she fuckin' with the tailors
We're all stars and smoke papers, iphone with no ring tones
Vibrator on plain mode, palm trees, an bumpy road
The weed burning, but the the money just blow
While I'm lookin' at your nigga's face
Light another l an pull the liquor out the case
Niggas tryin' to fell see me now they wanna hate
Fly another plane in different city, nother state
My cash change the forecast, as a team was half baked before classs
Now I smoke joints with other niggas hoes
And this shit you burn after you roll
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
Paper planes... uh
And no matter what I say
Everyday I keep count
Whoever niggas speak about
Lambourghini dreams, beach house wishes
Pour bottles of champaigne for my beach house bitches
It ain't new to me that money boy I been bout
Throwin' hundreds on the floor I tell her keep count
Nigga they in love with what I say cause aaa
Really live the life you other niggas speak about
Got my camera man he's down to do a movie for me
Couple niggas round that's down to do the shootin for me
I'm still ridin' with my main bitch
She rollin' a joint somethin' old school playin'
She love me we fuckin', we in the fly free zone with some niggas who capped an save it
I let her shop til she drop dead
Sleepin' in her crib wake up to decent pot plant
Jordan shorts and a pair of polo socks blazin' with yo bitch
You wanna live smoke this
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
Don't talk numbers I hire people to speak for me
If you love her then hide your bitch so you keep shawty
Ever fly private, so much diamonds in my chain hell a sky milage
I fell asleep on a plane
An never woke up, an now I'm livin' the dream
Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king
They wanna live comfortably sippin' on champaigne
Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
I gave my Momma the O she told her anythin' that come through the door to open the whole clip
I'm with yo bitch smokin' let her keep the mid I'm a roll this potent
Hotel so close to the water you can even hear the ocean
Them bitches can't breathe beware of em niggas with tattoo sleeves
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
One smoke cause they know that I keep flavors
Tell me how them other niggas lame
And she love a cool press so she fuckin' with the tailors
We're all stars and smoke papers, iphone with no ring tones
Vibrator on plain mode, palm trees, an bumpy road
The weed burning, but the the money just blow
While I'm lookin' at your nigga's face
Light another l an pull the liquor out the case
Niggas tryin' to fell see me now they wanna hate
Fly another plane in different city, nother state
My cash change the forecast, as a team was half baked before classs
Now I smoke joints with other niggas hoes
And this shit you burn after you roll
I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
Take Yo Bitch lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeah, you ever just know
that you was finna splack another nigga's bitch up
like, you see a bitch she be with a nigga
and you be knowing she be thinking to herself like I wish I was with that nigga
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song)
then I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
yo bitch like me and I don't know her
all up on me at the show I'm tryin' to control her
you hatin' from afar she tryin' to get closer
sittin' with me at the bar and tryin' to be sober
no sir, so you come and kick it with my clique
ya nigga somewhere heated screamin' that's my bitch
I'm tatted up rich, them bitches understand
when you makin' money talk, everyone know you the man
with my Hollywood hoes, or somewhere by the sand
fuck your shit up with your nigga tryin' to fit me in your plans
tell em' you're a fan, now you're at my crib
used to like my music now he's saying fuck young wiz
and that's how I live and I won't change for the world
make ya man feel like u 'gon need a chain for ya girl
says she been searchin' round for some change in the world
I'm doin' shit that you not so I'm lookin' like Barack to her.
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song)
then I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired (jerz) of fightin' and runnin' round (wizzle) with the same nigga (neako)
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (tell you a story)
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
I see you stressin' my nigga now tell me what is going on
Somebody took ya bitch
I guess you want to grab the ratchet go hit his hood and do him wrong
all over your chick
look at lil' rick baby bro no he ain't comin' home
because the nigga straight flipped
a nigga hit his bitch re-tripped then he hit him in his dome
he got a life sentence
you might want to think about what you're doing before you do it wrong
when you shoot don't miss
cause if you do niggas'll catch you and baby bro they ain't wrong
if they put you in the ditch
I'ma tell you like this, life is priceless
Because you took a shot don't mean it gon' miss
You never knew another nigga sent ya wife the dick
and now you sittin' back with a chick like this
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song) (I see ya man)
then (yeah) I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired (neako) of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga (khalifa I got you bro)
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (yeah)
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
I could do my thang If I wanna
forecast change I make it rain in the summer
let the chain hang
scoop ya dame for the fun of
it baby you be with a lame that's a bummer
shit I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover
I be up there I can't hang with the others
baby be my lover
I could be your anything you can be my lady friend
but you gon' need some henny yea to get up with a brotha
nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me when I moved them ludies with me
throw your dude up in a frenzy
ah, nea neak and wizzy
hata don't be mad man we get busy
yes we are the princes of our city
this shit get with me
hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
and call me mr. I'll take your chick
haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
call me mr. fast lane, no front brakes
cause she gone
she outta here mane
yeah, from jersey to the berg
neako, young jerz, wiz khalifa, yeah
that you was finna splack another nigga's bitch up
like, you see a bitch she be with a nigga
and you be knowing she be thinking to herself like I wish I was with that nigga
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song)
then I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
yo bitch like me and I don't know her
all up on me at the show I'm tryin' to control her
you hatin' from afar she tryin' to get closer
sittin' with me at the bar and tryin' to be sober
no sir, so you come and kick it with my clique
ya nigga somewhere heated screamin' that's my bitch
I'm tatted up rich, them bitches understand
when you makin' money talk, everyone know you the man
with my Hollywood hoes, or somewhere by the sand
fuck your shit up with your nigga tryin' to fit me in your plans
tell em' you're a fan, now you're at my crib
used to like my music now he's saying fuck young wiz
and that's how I live and I won't change for the world
make ya man feel like u 'gon need a chain for ya girl
says she been searchin' round for some change in the world
I'm doin' shit that you not so I'm lookin' like Barack to her.
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song)
then I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired (jerz) of fightin' and runnin' round (wizzle) with the same nigga (neako)
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (tell you a story)
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
I see you stressin' my nigga now tell me what is going on
Somebody took ya bitch
I guess you want to grab the ratchet go hit his hood and do him wrong
all over your chick
look at lil' rick baby bro no he ain't comin' home
because the nigga straight flipped
a nigga hit his bitch re-tripped then he hit him in his dome
he got a life sentence
you might want to think about what you're doing before you do it wrong
when you shoot don't miss
cause if you do niggas'll catch you and baby bro they ain't wrong
if they put you in the ditch
I'ma tell you like this, life is priceless
Because you took a shot don't mean it gon' miss
You never knew another nigga sent ya wife the dick
and now you sittin' back with a chick like this
[Chorus:]
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song) (I see ya man)
then (yeah) I'ma take yo bitch
she said she getting tired (neako) of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga (khalifa I got you bro)
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (yeah)
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
I could do my thang If I wanna
forecast change I make it rain in the summer
let the chain hang
scoop ya dame for the fun of
it baby you be with a lame that's a bummer
shit I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover
I be up there I can't hang with the others
baby be my lover
I could be your anything you can be my lady friend
but you gon' need some henny yea to get up with a brotha
nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me when I moved them ludies with me
throw your dude up in a frenzy
ah, nea neak and wizzy
hata don't be mad man we get busy
yes we are the princes of our city
this shit get with me
hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
and call me mr. I'll take your chick
haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
call me mr. fast lane, no front brakes
cause she gone
she outta here mane
yeah, from jersey to the berg
neako, young jerz, wiz khalifa, yeah
The Thrill lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Searching for the thrill of it, thrill of it,
Say that it's love, but to me it's looking counterfeit,
I get done with one and move on to another bitch
Yea college educated, she graduated
Any bill she can't front, her parents paid it
The show was far, you the only one with a car
And your girlfriends, bein that she's a big fan, of course she made it
Most girls wanna hide the fact that the thrill they chase it
But you, tonight you wanna get drunk and fuck someone famous
So I just name a time and a place and your game for it
Value player, hotel room, meet you there
[{background}:]
{Walking on a dream
How can I explain
Talking to myself}
Just travelin' the world
{Will I see again}
Tryin' different drugs and girls
{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
Take the little one outta there
Or like, just turn it down
And then I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour
Just get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shit
Wake up drunk go to sleep fucked up
We both amazed at what we just done
Mixin' drinks, knowin we'll regret this
Ain't been asleep yet, room service bringin' us breakfast
All this money, darlin, what else is left to do
But smoke an enjoy my presidential view
Got a swimmin pool in my living room
On stage, interviews, tons of sour, let's consume
{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
What's this?
Burn after rollin?
Yeah, that's what it is
Until I drop the next one
It's just that
{Catch me I'm falling down
Catch me I'm falling down
Don't stop, just keep going on
I'm your shoulder lean upon
So come on, deliver from inside
All we got is tonight that is right till first light}
I'm stoned
This is what, mix tape number 6? 7?
I don't know, but um, good weeds still in the building
Your bitch still hittin me on whatever I use on the computer these days
Everything's going how it's supposed to be
Yes, Taylor Gang over everything...
Say that it's love, but to me it's looking counterfeit,
I get done with one and move on to another bitch
Yea college educated, she graduated
Any bill she can't front, her parents paid it
The show was far, you the only one with a car
And your girlfriends, bein that she's a big fan, of course she made it
Most girls wanna hide the fact that the thrill they chase it
But you, tonight you wanna get drunk and fuck someone famous
So I just name a time and a place and your game for it
Value player, hotel room, meet you there
[{background}:]
{Walking on a dream
How can I explain
Talking to myself}
Just travelin' the world
{Will I see again}
Tryin' different drugs and girls
{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
Take the little one outta there
Or like, just turn it down
And then I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour
Just get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shit
Wake up drunk go to sleep fucked up
We both amazed at what we just done
Mixin' drinks, knowin we'll regret this
Ain't been asleep yet, room service bringin' us breakfast
All this money, darlin, what else is left to do
But smoke an enjoy my presidential view
Got a swimmin pool in my living room
On stage, interviews, tons of sour, let's consume
{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at
What's this?
Burn after rollin?
Yeah, that's what it is
Until I drop the next one
It's just that
{Catch me I'm falling down
Catch me I'm falling down
Don't stop, just keep going on
I'm your shoulder lean upon
So come on, deliver from inside
All we got is tonight that is right till first light}
I'm stoned
This is what, mix tape number 6? 7?
I don't know, but um, good weeds still in the building
Your bitch still hittin me on whatever I use on the computer these days
Everything's going how it's supposed to be
Yes, Taylor Gang over everything...
One Way lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
All I ever wanted was lights, camera, action
People staring at night cameras flashin
Living the movie now be prepared to see the last scene
All I want is the pretty woman for the casting
Wanna confront him, put your money where your mask is
You a chump talk guns but you scared to blast his
Buy them bottles by the case, we don't gota chase
For the love of money we in a million dollar race
Windows done tinted niggas hate em but I fish bowl
So I can letchyo hoe see me while I'm in it
See I ain't got a deal
But everybody know that I ain't kinda real
I'm hundred dollar bill authentic yeahhh
Hotel room, marijuanas in it chevy watchin the game
Yo bitch she rollin me planes
Passport payin my dividence for the fame
Mind in the gutter you niggas ain't in my lane
[Hook:]
This is not the life I chose but it's the life that chose me
The money got me everywhere that all these hoes be
And they can't talk crazy cause they don't know me
Cause if you know me, I'm out here dreaming
The party hoes the cars and clothes living life is all I know
I found my lane and now I'll change for nothing
There's only one way to gooooo
Now they cop the mixtapes n watch my videosss
Maybe cause I got bars like a seriallllllllll... code
Louie pouch full of pre-rolled
Mouth full of kush, mind on my zero
Hoes always thought I was cute but would speak though
Know they see me they be jockin on my steelo
On a private ride higher than a ski slope
I'm just flyin haters try n cut my wings though whoa
Now they see us n wana be us
I'm partyin n poppin bottles
With models to meet and greet us
Fuck her, follow n retweet us
In the sky so my nigga keep up
[Hook:]
I don't know where this road will go cause my life is crazy but I ain't changin baby
This is not the life I chose but it's the life that chose me
The money got me everywhere that all these hoes be
And they can't talk crazy cause they don't know me
Cause if you know me, I'm out here dreaming
The party hoes the cars and clothes living life is all I know
I found my lane and now I'll change for nothing
There's only one way to gooooo
People staring at night cameras flashin
Living the movie now be prepared to see the last scene
All I want is the pretty woman for the casting
Wanna confront him, put your money where your mask is
You a chump talk guns but you scared to blast his
Buy them bottles by the case, we don't gota chase
For the love of money we in a million dollar race
Windows done tinted niggas hate em but I fish bowl
So I can letchyo hoe see me while I'm in it
See I ain't got a deal
But everybody know that I ain't kinda real
I'm hundred dollar bill authentic yeahhh
Hotel room, marijuanas in it chevy watchin the game
Yo bitch she rollin me planes
Passport payin my dividence for the fame
Mind in the gutter you niggas ain't in my lane
[Hook:]
This is not the life I chose but it's the life that chose me
The money got me everywhere that all these hoes be
And they can't talk crazy cause they don't know me
Cause if you know me, I'm out here dreaming
The party hoes the cars and clothes living life is all I know
I found my lane and now I'll change for nothing
There's only one way to gooooo
Now they cop the mixtapes n watch my videosss
Maybe cause I got bars like a seriallllllllll... code
Louie pouch full of pre-rolled
Mouth full of kush, mind on my zero
Hoes always thought I was cute but would speak though
Know they see me they be jockin on my steelo
On a private ride higher than a ski slope
I'm just flyin haters try n cut my wings though whoa
Now they see us n wana be us
I'm partyin n poppin bottles
With models to meet and greet us
Fuck her, follow n retweet us
In the sky so my nigga keep up
[Hook:]
I don't know where this road will go cause my life is crazy but I ain't changin baby
This is not the life I chose but it's the life that chose me
The money got me everywhere that all these hoes be
And they can't talk crazy cause they don't know me
Cause if you know me, I'm out here dreaming
The party hoes the cars and clothes living life is all I know
I found my lane and now I'll change for nothing
There's only one way to gooooo
Miles lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
I met you through your best friend
I was on the roll and you said
I sing all your favorite songs
My room was at the west inn
The drive was even close
Be there soon as I drop the t-shirt off
I'll be waiting know your last plan
This one night special for you
I'm a make it worth it baby
I'm a do somethin extra for you, for you
And you don't even gotta do it back
That's a gift
A present
You made this trip excellent
The best it could have ever went
Wrestling, lettin all your worries go
Feelin like you'll never stress again
Hopefully they're can be a us again, us again, us again,
But if not then fuck it then
Nah I'm playin, your my die and wish bucket list
Thinking about you everytime I'm with my other chick
This o.t. fling
My outta town girl
We don't need bros
We in our own world
I was on the roll and you said
I sing all your favorite songs
My room was at the west inn
The drive was even close
Be there soon as I drop the t-shirt off
I'll be waiting know your last plan
This one night special for you
I'm a make it worth it baby
I'm a do somethin extra for you, for you
And you don't even gotta do it back
That's a gift
A present
You made this trip excellent
The best it could have ever went
Wrestling, lettin all your worries go
Feelin like you'll never stress again
Hopefully they're can be a us again, us again, us again,
But if not then fuck it then
Nah I'm playin, your my die and wish bucket list
Thinking about you everytime I'm with my other chick
This o.t. fling
My outta town girl
We don't need bros
We in our own world
If I Were A Lame lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
If I were a lame
Only just for a week
I'd look myself in the mirror
And shoot the first thing I seen
No honestly I'd try to find someone else
And I'd make it seem like it's his fault
That I'm broke and can't get on
And he's doin shit I can't do for myself.
[Chorus:]
If I were a lame
I'd probably understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate anotha man
Shit I'd say that I'd
Should be right in his place
And talk shit behind his back
When I'm smilin while I'm in his face
Cause I'm just a lame.
If I were a lame
I'd talk shit to the hoes
Like you shouldn't fuck with that nigga
He ain't rich
I heard he really broke
I would get on a song
And talk as bad as I can
Bout how I wish I'd catch him slippin'
How his mixtapes don't be shit
And how I'm gone end his career
But I'm his numbah one fan.
[Chorus:]
If I were a lame
I'd probably understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate anotha man
Shit I'd say that I'd
Should be right in his place
And talk shit behind his back
When I'm smilin while I'm in his face
Cause I'm just a lame.
It's killin me how niggas act anytime I come around
No matter how much I do for myself
They wanna bring me down
But I juss gotta do me at the end of the day
Cause I'm not a lame
So I can't understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate another man
No it ain't my fault
My shit flies off the shelf
So stop tryna be somebody
And worry about juss bein yourself
If you could juss be yourself
And don't be a lame
(Lame ass negroe)
No don't be a lame
(Lame ass negroe)
Only just for a week
I'd look myself in the mirror
And shoot the first thing I seen
No honestly I'd try to find someone else
And I'd make it seem like it's his fault
That I'm broke and can't get on
And he's doin shit I can't do for myself.
[Chorus:]
If I were a lame
I'd probably understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate anotha man
Shit I'd say that I'd
Should be right in his place
And talk shit behind his back
When I'm smilin while I'm in his face
Cause I'm just a lame.
If I were a lame
I'd talk shit to the hoes
Like you shouldn't fuck with that nigga
He ain't rich
I heard he really broke
I would get on a song
And talk as bad as I can
Bout how I wish I'd catch him slippin'
How his mixtapes don't be shit
And how I'm gone end his career
But I'm his numbah one fan.
[Chorus:]
If I were a lame
I'd probably understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate anotha man
Shit I'd say that I'd
Should be right in his place
And talk shit behind his back
When I'm smilin while I'm in his face
Cause I'm just a lame.
It's killin me how niggas act anytime I come around
No matter how much I do for myself
They wanna bring me down
But I juss gotta do me at the end of the day
Cause I'm not a lame
So I can't understand
How it feels to hate myself so much
I gotta hate another man
No it ain't my fault
My shit flies off the shelf
So stop tryna be somebody
And worry about juss bein yourself
If you could juss be yourself
And don't be a lame
(Lame ass negroe)
No don't be a lame
(Lame ass negroe)
Meet New People lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeeahh
Hahahah It's Young Khalifa man
Taylor Gang
Yehh... Proud to say every body smokin joints right now
It's a Blunt free environment
Yeah, I'm in Canada too, fuckin great everything's great
Uhh, Wiz ell man the fans, the critics know me
Feet sunk in the sand blowing an O Z
Yeaahh leave your bitch with a real nigga
Round her, I met her it's going down like a slow leak
The more cake the more hate's that's on me
I just fuck more bitches and roll more weed
And umm I'm the man to these hoe's,
Promoters paying me grands for my shows Mosley Rose
Fast cars and buying out the bars
Champaign, planes and rock stars
Shawty says she's' half-baked n ready to skate to outer space so I take her to Mars.
We can party I'm a put some Jordan shorts on
Roll joints and play some old school songs.
Amazed on how it's so easily roll hate niggas wanna police their hoes.
We came to party, We grown
Smoke all this weed and get blown
And meet new people she wanna be free so leave those hand cuff's at home.
And if she's decide if she's leaving with me
Then let your bitch choose
No need to hate the player just hate the game
You know the rules fool.
Hahahah It's Young Khalifa man
Taylor Gang
Yehh... Proud to say every body smokin joints right now
It's a Blunt free environment
Yeah, I'm in Canada too, fuckin great everything's great
Uhh, Wiz ell man the fans, the critics know me
Feet sunk in the sand blowing an O Z
Yeaahh leave your bitch with a real nigga
Round her, I met her it's going down like a slow leak
The more cake the more hate's that's on me
I just fuck more bitches and roll more weed
And umm I'm the man to these hoe's,
Promoters paying me grands for my shows Mosley Rose
Fast cars and buying out the bars
Champaign, planes and rock stars
Shawty says she's' half-baked n ready to skate to outer space so I take her to Mars.
We can party I'm a put some Jordan shorts on
Roll joints and play some old school songs.
Amazed on how it's so easily roll hate niggas wanna police their hoes.
We came to party, We grown
Smoke all this weed and get blown
And meet new people she wanna be free so leave those hand cuff's at home.
And if she's decide if she's leaving with me
Then let your bitch choose
No need to hate the player just hate the game
You know the rules fool.
Weekend lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yea,
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shit straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
Got visions of your man, broke and doin bad
Fans stand in line just to take pictures of your man
Flow hot, should be in the kitchen with the pans
Money be on the floor stacked to the ceiling with the fan
I'm living what I'm saying
Name known everywhere I go, west coast to the buildings in Japan
Trying to keep them dollar signs fillin up my pants
So I don't need weight , the boy got cake
See me in every city, different broad in every state
Niggas all got new intentions cause Im winning in the race
I make a broad turn groupie
She like, "gosh, look at all this Gucci
I have her in the crib late night, in the crib rollin that stink up
Now she talkin bout getting inked up
I don't see yall weak fucks
Now that yall swole me and Niko linked up
Now we gon eat up
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shits straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
Wizzle listen, this is where them and us both differ
Before they had the voice now they have the pitcher
And we will deliver
We are the stars, the big dippers, get it?
High sky scraping, the constellations
High sky scrapin', the constellations
My flow forsaken and they cannot take it
And I'm gon give it and they will not make it
my flow coke an I'm gon bake it
But I never sold it
More like a weed tota, mota rolla Nextel chirpa
Your girl is a slurpa, but you don' know it
Young Wiz told me, he put his hommie on it
And I ran up on it, and we had a moment or two
You ain't seen me since how lonely are you?
You sad and you're weepin' 'I'm comin' right back,
Imma see you next weekend
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shit straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shit straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
Got visions of your man, broke and doin bad
Fans stand in line just to take pictures of your man
Flow hot, should be in the kitchen with the pans
Money be on the floor stacked to the ceiling with the fan
I'm living what I'm saying
Name known everywhere I go, west coast to the buildings in Japan
Trying to keep them dollar signs fillin up my pants
So I don't need weight , the boy got cake
See me in every city, different broad in every state
Niggas all got new intentions cause Im winning in the race
I make a broad turn groupie
She like, "gosh, look at all this Gucci
I have her in the crib late night, in the crib rollin that stink up
Now she talkin bout getting inked up
I don't see yall weak fucks
Now that yall swole me and Niko linked up
Now we gon eat up
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shits straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
Wizzle listen, this is where them and us both differ
Before they had the voice now they have the pitcher
And we will deliver
We are the stars, the big dippers, get it?
High sky scraping, the constellations
High sky scrapin', the constellations
My flow forsaken and they cannot take it
And I'm gon give it and they will not make it
my flow coke an I'm gon bake it
But I never sold it
More like a weed tota, mota rolla Nextel chirpa
Your girl is a slurpa, but you don' know it
Young Wiz told me, he put his hommie on it
And I ran up on it, and we had a moment or two
You ain't seen me since how lonely are you?
You sad and you're weepin' 'I'm comin' right back,
Imma see you next weekend
I live life like the weekend (weekend)
Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend)
Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah)
Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin)
Shit straight, you can trust me
Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me)
Don't it sound so good
How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
Young Khalifa lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 1:]
All about my money, if you not I see you later. I take out the first two letter and say haha to you haters. I got rooms with elevators yea they say I'm futuristic, got a iphone for business but the sidekick for the bitches
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 2:]
Stupid swaggered up, niggas made at us all my niggas respect that game and my bitch she bad as fuck. Hair down her back, religion always true, my President is black my head coach too
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 3:]
Tatted like a mexican, fresher than a freshman. Pocket full of benjamins, how much ain't a question. Wouldn't believe how many older women that be crushin. Never quick to make a scene, to me that's really nothing
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 4:]
Claim your flow insane but niggas not so sick, let em heat up, before I eat em, hope the pot don't stick, and my knots don't fit, but my jeans do. Apologize for shittin on you niggas, I didn't mean to, I see life in plain view, I'm lookin out the window, liquor, swisher, tips and that bitch to fluff my pillow. California trips got me on some different swag, if you didn't know who I was I bet you know it now.
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 1:]
All about my money, if you not I see you later. I take out the first two letter and say haha to you haters. I got rooms with elevators yea they say I'm futuristic, got a iphone for business but the sidekick for the bitches
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 2:]
Stupid swaggered up, niggas made at us all my niggas respect that game and my bitch she bad as fuck. Hair down her back, religion always true, my President is black my head coach too
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 3:]
Tatted like a mexican, fresher than a freshman. Pocket full of benjamins, how much ain't a question. Wouldn't believe how many older women that be crushin. Never quick to make a scene, to me that's really nothing
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
[Verse 4:]
Claim your flow insane but niggas not so sick, let em heat up, before I eat em, hope the pot don't stick, and my knots don't fit, but my jeans do. Apologize for shittin on you niggas, I didn't mean to, I see life in plain view, I'm lookin out the window, liquor, swisher, tips and that bitch to fluff my pillow. California trips got me on some different swag, if you didn't know who I was I bet you know it now.
[Chorus:]
I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
I'm Young I'm Young Khalifa
Knock U Down lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Pop champagne, roll some weed up
We in a slow game, I bring the speed up
High octane, hella inked up
Bird or plane, u prolly seen us
Made a lil change, but it's all good
Neva throw it in your face I'm from a small Hooood
Best dressed like a star should, beat on so I could hardly see ya'll
We Are, Some Taylor Gang fukkin bosses
And I live everyday not caring wat it costest
Pop more bands, Cop more cloths,
Drive fast cars, Fuck bad hoes
I fly in circles u non workers in dirt last
Readin tweets and fallin asleep in first class
Might of heard my song but alot of ya'll ain't kno the kid
So I took over the net like Hova did
And set my goals where the solar is
Now my swag on polar bear
And you here so pretend ya man don't even exist
And get your lips wet like a lisp
I'm just like a pimp, some dislike from them
But I'm a big fish, u just Tiger Shrimp
Flirted with fame but at night I dream of success
If u sleepin on me then u gettin good rest
Yes
Cause when niggas ask who hot if it ain't Drizzy then they talkin bout me
Okaaaay
Hahaa
We in a slow game, I bring the speed up
High octane, hella inked up
Bird or plane, u prolly seen us
Made a lil change, but it's all good
Neva throw it in your face I'm from a small Hooood
Best dressed like a star should, beat on so I could hardly see ya'll
We Are, Some Taylor Gang fukkin bosses
And I live everyday not caring wat it costest
Pop more bands, Cop more cloths,
Drive fast cars, Fuck bad hoes
I fly in circles u non workers in dirt last
Readin tweets and fallin asleep in first class
Might of heard my song but alot of ya'll ain't kno the kid
So I took over the net like Hova did
And set my goals where the solar is
Now my swag on polar bear
And you here so pretend ya man don't even exist
And get your lips wet like a lisp
I'm just like a pimp, some dislike from them
But I'm a big fish, u just Tiger Shrimp
Flirted with fame but at night I dream of success
If u sleepin on me then u gettin good rest
Yes
Cause when niggas ask who hot if it ain't Drizzy then they talkin bout me
Okaaaay
Hahaa
Hello Kitty (On Tha Pill) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Kev Tha Hustla)
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
[Kev Tha Hustla]
So baby come fly wit a nigga who space surf
She know how to dive she don't jump it face first,
I let her log on and play wit my laptop ,
We so high up hands feelin the backdrop,
I roll a bat she catch balls like a backstop,
D-12 baby and ya man juss a matchbox,
I get cash really honey this is me
I'm the drug she tha plug, she in love with tha d,
Never give it to her raw, no cs like tha weed,
So don't be blind to the fact,
Baby girl come and see, I get money wit an attitude that's mad cash
But when you walked passed, I was like damn!
She want me to give her my all
I'm talkin one night, no feelings involved,
Early morn no passion, show her my flight school skills no crashin.
[Bridge]
Girl ya lovin got me gone, me gone, me gone,
You're like a drug to me I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin,
[Chorus]
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
[Wiz Khalifa]
Okay!
Uh oh, ery'thing taylor'd
Ruin no neighbors, hop inside and we'll fly where a bird or plane is,
Watcha name is, and who ya came wit,
Listen, imma take you out and put you in that right position, no
And tell ya nigga I ain't trippin,
Never fallin off, I ain't slackin on my pimpin,
Niggas call me weirdo, bitches call me different,
Send me naked pics when I'm on the road,
Just to let you know, I think it's beautiful (beautiful)
Soon as I get home I'm rushin over like a head start,
Fresh up out the shower to the sofa skip the bed part.
I sharp shooter, young bret hart,
Prolly would like ta, hollywood night cha,
Red eye flight cha, somewhere near we can get lost and let chu pop off
Go,
[Bridge]
Girl ya lovin got me gone, me gone, me gone,
You're like a drug to me I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin,
[Chorus]
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
[Kev Tha Hustla]
So baby come fly wit a nigga who space surf
She know how to dive she don't jump it face first,
I let her log on and play wit my laptop ,
We so high up hands feelin the backdrop,
I roll a bat she catch balls like a backstop,
D-12 baby and ya man juss a matchbox,
I get cash really honey this is me
I'm the drug she tha plug, she in love with tha d,
Never give it to her raw, no cs like tha weed,
So don't be blind to the fact,
Baby girl come and see, I get money wit an attitude that's mad cash
But when you walked passed, I was like damn!
She want me to give her my all
I'm talkin one night, no feelings involved,
Early morn no passion, show her my flight school skills no crashin.
[Bridge]
Girl ya lovin got me gone, me gone, me gone,
You're like a drug to me I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin,
[Chorus]
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
[Wiz Khalifa]
Okay!
Uh oh, ery'thing taylor'd
Ruin no neighbors, hop inside and we'll fly where a bird or plane is,
Watcha name is, and who ya came wit,
Listen, imma take you out and put you in that right position, no
And tell ya nigga I ain't trippin,
Never fallin off, I ain't slackin on my pimpin,
Niggas call me weirdo, bitches call me different,
Send me naked pics when I'm on the road,
Just to let you know, I think it's beautiful (beautiful)
Soon as I get home I'm rushin over like a head start,
Fresh up out the shower to the sofa skip the bed part.
I sharp shooter, young bret hart,
Prolly would like ta, hollywood night cha,
Red eye flight cha, somewhere near we can get lost and let chu pop off
Go,
[Bridge]
Girl ya lovin got me gone, me gone, me gone,
You're like a drug to me I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I'm rollin,
[Chorus]
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty-Shawty make me feel like we fuckin on tha pill
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
Shawty-Shawty make me feel (I'm rollin) like we fuckin on tha pill (I'm rollin)
When U Find lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Yeah
Don't
Don't
Damn
Don't leave, cause your my oxygen without you I won't breathe
Your everything I want, need, for you I wear my heart on a short sleeve
I know some things need changing, that takes time I need more, please
Say I ain't do everything I coulda done, like the shit that I did ain't good enough?
Your friends said they been woulda left, ain't do you right so you head to the left
I can't say that I blame you, I never though that it would be this painful
People do it everyday I can change too
But dealin with the heartbreaks what she can't do
True, and that's as real get, what you feel ain't easy to deal with
[Chorus:]
When you find the girl you love has gone
You ask yourself why life must go on
You thank alot about what she said
But deep inside you pray he'll bring her back someday
Don't go
How to live my life without you I just don't know
But you feelin this relationship, it's not that it can't it just won't grow
I say I love you you say it don't show
Fuck the money and them gifts don't count
What about them smaller things you needed
And why the fuck you had to leave before I seen it
Damn, I need your love like a weed stick
Me without you like kathy no regis
I kept secrets, and couldn't apologize enough times for messin with that freak bitch
But I can still tell that your leavin, and like I said I can't blame you the least bit
The cryin shame is, and times changin
Best friends become strangers, that's how it is
[Chorus]
Mafia Music (Remix) lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Victory I envision, so my mission is to win.
One look at my arm she like wizzle where your skin?
Hating niggas talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but I don't wanna do them harm so I kill them with my pen.
Niggas say I'm toro, money don't bend.
Root of all evil, guess my bank is full of sin.
Couldn't be a suit and tie, tired of barely paying rent. Told 'em fucker I'm doing numbers so take it on the chin.
The top is a [?], so it's hard to see what I'm eatin'.
Going on retreats and rolling sweets while I'm tweetin'.
Paradise for a weekend then I'm back in the trap. Never dealt with any drugs still the tats on my back.
Money on my mind, everything's strapped. You getting and playing, I'll teach a class how to act.
Somebody tell youtube I prolly need a plaque, couple hundred thousand views and not the dot on my mac.
09's mine, 08 was great. they honor kanye, and paid lil wayne. gucci did it big, but came home and got it straight, and every nigga in the biz did a song with t-pain.
No front page, but for those who did... I send them my best wishes the industry's a bitch.
That's why I'm on my shit, new luggage and a flip, shooting movies all my life no script, no script.
One look at my arm she like wizzle where your skin?
Hating niggas talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but I don't wanna do them harm so I kill them with my pen.
Niggas say I'm toro, money don't bend.
Root of all evil, guess my bank is full of sin.
Couldn't be a suit and tie, tired of barely paying rent. Told 'em fucker I'm doing numbers so take it on the chin.
The top is a [?], so it's hard to see what I'm eatin'.
Going on retreats and rolling sweets while I'm tweetin'.
Paradise for a weekend then I'm back in the trap. Never dealt with any drugs still the tats on my back.
Money on my mind, everything's strapped. You getting and playing, I'll teach a class how to act.
Somebody tell youtube I prolly need a plaque, couple hundred thousand views and not the dot on my mac.
09's mine, 08 was great. they honor kanye, and paid lil wayne. gucci did it big, but came home and got it straight, and every nigga in the biz did a song with t-pain.
No front page, but for those who did... I send them my best wishes the industry's a bitch.
That's why I'm on my shit, new luggage and a flip, shooting movies all my life no script, no script.
Say U Will lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Okaay
And they say don't say it less you mean it
Back when I was young I say I will be the one
People say they couldn't see it
But on the other hand
There was some sayin I be this
Nigga on top as soon as you say I'm defeated
T-Pain, they sayin I couldn't believe it
Funny cause they say the same thing when they see me
The way I spit you would say I was bulimic
And this beat so hard
I had to say I did a remix
Niggas hate they don't say it but they think it
When you lame I can't hear what you sayin when you speakin
Another plane my mother sayin get some sleep in
I can't I'm livin what others sayin they dream is
Now the hoes sayin I'm conceited
Cause they wanna give me brains
And I say I don't need it
I'm gettin paid and payin so much attention
To what these radios playin and sayin to me ends
I ain't sayin I'm that deep in
But I'm sayin I got my feet in
In a year they gon say I'm Michael Phelps
And you gon think to yourself
Before you jump into the deep end
It was said that my city was sleepin
Outta state I had to say what that P meant
"I put on" like Kan said on that Jeezy
Come to where I live the kids say I'm like He-Man
Doin everything that you say I can't
Not a stroke of luck player
You can say I plan
Tired of sayin shit to make these niggas understand
So I'll be everything that you say I am
Very strange, yes
You niggas too plain, I'm a Taylor Gang Jet
And my lames left
I talk money so I save breath
And niggas say that I'm lucky
I say that I'm blessed
[break]
Hundreds on the mattress
Twenties on the floor
Kids with dirty handguns posted by the door
When I was 14 they used to send me to the store
To bring back blunts, now I'm the one that's rollin up
Speakers bump, iPhone plug-in for my truck
E-Knievel, showin ya niggas how to stunt
I mess up flows like waves and potholes
West Coast I fuck hoes and eat Roscoes
Got gold with diamonds in it
All the finest linen
Versace, my city tryin lock me hahaha
{That's my Biggie flow right there, I dunno if ya'll caught that.
That's that Biggie flow though}
And they say don't say it less you mean it
Back when I was young I say I will be the one
People say they couldn't see it
But on the other hand
There was some sayin I be this
Nigga on top as soon as you say I'm defeated
T-Pain, they sayin I couldn't believe it
Funny cause they say the same thing when they see me
The way I spit you would say I was bulimic
And this beat so hard
I had to say I did a remix
Niggas hate they don't say it but they think it
When you lame I can't hear what you sayin when you speakin
Another plane my mother sayin get some sleep in
I can't I'm livin what others sayin they dream is
Now the hoes sayin I'm conceited
Cause they wanna give me brains
And I say I don't need it
I'm gettin paid and payin so much attention
To what these radios playin and sayin to me ends
I ain't sayin I'm that deep in
But I'm sayin I got my feet in
In a year they gon say I'm Michael Phelps
And you gon think to yourself
Before you jump into the deep end
It was said that my city was sleepin
Outta state I had to say what that P meant
"I put on" like Kan said on that Jeezy
Come to where I live the kids say I'm like He-Man
Doin everything that you say I can't
Not a stroke of luck player
You can say I plan
Tired of sayin shit to make these niggas understand
So I'll be everything that you say I am
Very strange, yes
You niggas too plain, I'm a Taylor Gang Jet
And my lames left
I talk money so I save breath
And niggas say that I'm lucky
I say that I'm blessed
[break]
Hundreds on the mattress
Twenties on the floor
Kids with dirty handguns posted by the door
When I was 14 they used to send me to the store
To bring back blunts, now I'm the one that's rollin up
Speakers bump, iPhone plug-in for my truck
E-Knievel, showin ya niggas how to stunt
I mess up flows like waves and potholes
West Coast I fuck hoes and eat Roscoes
Got gold with diamonds in it
All the finest linen
Versace, my city tryin lock me hahaha
{That's my Biggie flow right there, I dunno if ya'll caught that.
That's that Biggie flow though}
Won't Land lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
[Verse 1]
Nigga, yeah, fresh up off the plane
Real niggas embrace my music and bitches go insane
Even they kids throwin' up the gang
They don't bother pronouncin' my name
They just look at my chain
Boy how much you spent on it?
This ain't nothin' but hard work
and what you can get from it
Ain't no toilet paper but this smell like the shit
don't it?
Smokin' chronic and drinkin' gin
'til we get sick stomached
And them suckas ain't gotta like it
'cause ya bitch love it
Ima roll it
She gon' light it
Tell me she in desperate need
of a pilot
I told her kick her feet up
We gon' go to my crib
soon as I roll this weed up
Call some friends of yours
and we could all have a smoke out!
You ain't gotta hold it too long
This is rapper weed
Couple hits is all you gon' need
In my Versace frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the island
Smokin' some ray, middle of the day,
drunk dialin'
Be surprised by how high a nigga get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same shit
Nigga!
[Chorus]
I won't land
won't land, won't land [x5]
[Verse 2]
No need to apologize
You should know how fly niggas do
Only EZ-Widers
Been done with them cigarillos fool
I been on the road choppin' and killin' them interviews
Heard I left a major deal
but my paper major still
And all of them fans in love with me
'cause I say what's real
So I can never give a fuck!
how a hater feel
But uh, every time they send a driver for me and Will
I call her doin' my talkin' on the field
At first niggas was tough,
they don't wanna be gangstas now
Faces of my flow,
yeah they copy and paste my style
Wouldn't think I notice it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo bitch
Fool! Haha
And this is it, what!
Relax your feet, put on some music
Roll a zip up
And we gon' smoke it 'til it's gone
Ever see me cough?
Can't speak for suckas who do
Because I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!
[Chorus]
Nigga, yeah, fresh up off the plane
Real niggas embrace my music and bitches go insane
Even they kids throwin' up the gang
They don't bother pronouncin' my name
They just look at my chain
Boy how much you spent on it?
This ain't nothin' but hard work
and what you can get from it
Ain't no toilet paper but this smell like the shit
don't it?
Smokin' chronic and drinkin' gin
'til we get sick stomached
And them suckas ain't gotta like it
'cause ya bitch love it
Ima roll it
She gon' light it
Tell me she in desperate need
of a pilot
I told her kick her feet up
We gon' go to my crib
soon as I roll this weed up
Call some friends of yours
and we could all have a smoke out!
You ain't gotta hold it too long
This is rapper weed
Couple hits is all you gon' need
In my Versace frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the island
Smokin' some ray, middle of the day,
drunk dialin'
Be surprised by how high a nigga get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same shit
Nigga!
[Chorus]
I won't land
won't land, won't land [x5]
[Verse 2]
No need to apologize
You should know how fly niggas do
Only EZ-Widers
Been done with them cigarillos fool
I been on the road choppin' and killin' them interviews
Heard I left a major deal
but my paper major still
And all of them fans in love with me
'cause I say what's real
So I can never give a fuck!
how a hater feel
But uh, every time they send a driver for me and Will
I call her doin' my talkin' on the field
At first niggas was tough,
they don't wanna be gangstas now
Faces of my flow,
yeah they copy and paste my style
Wouldn't think I notice it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo bitch
Fool! Haha
And this is it, what!
Relax your feet, put on some music
Roll a zip up
And we gon' smoke it 'til it's gone
Ever see me cough?
Can't speak for suckas who do
Because I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!
[Chorus]
Ode To Naked Pop Stars lyrics - Wiz Khalifa
Okaay!
Always had a crush on you, that you didn't even know was there.
Let me introduce myself, they call me Young Khalifa man. (okaayyy)
Young Khalifa man, call me Young Khalifa man
Next time you're home takin' pictures, call me if you need a hand.
I'll be everything you want, spend time alone and be you're friend.
Pick you up from lunch and shit, I'll probably beat you to the crib.
You gon' have me doin' shit, just solely off them snapshots.
I'll lick you from head to toe, look down and eat the snack box.
Came home from the studio, seen you with no t-shirt on.
And couldn't help but feel like this, I hope that you don't take it wrong.
Ain't seen you in person, so I figured I'd just make a song.
And anyone that feel the way I feel, will probably sing along.
You look good with them jeans on.
Wasn't for this night I'da never knew you had them rings on.
I don't know him, but whoever stole your mack.
When I see him, I'm a pat him on the back.
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
And when the day's gone, I look her picture up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I think of you undressed, think of you undressed
Think of you undressed, think of you undressed
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, when I think of you undressed.
Future sex love I be on that Timberlake shit.
I be there to download em, everytime you take pics.
Everything tatted, so they call me Young Travis.
We ain't gotta go to the shop, we already matchin'
Paper through the roof, but baby money ain't the topic.
I can put it on you til you pray I never stop it.
Go through everyday just to get some shit accomplished.
But I can't help but think bout them pictures of you topless.
Like a nerd with no macbook, look how purty that lil' cat look.
I see them nine lives pokin' from the back.
And I'm tryin' to kick the habit, but you gotta nigga crack hooked.
Yeah just know my album is a classic,
And out of all the flicks, my favorite pictures when you grabbed it.
Standin' with no towel on, wish I was where your hand is.
That ring up in your nipple make a nigga think of marriage.
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
(Well ya'll probably done it pretty big, but I got more than money girl)
Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
And when the day's gone, I look her picture up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I think of you undressed, think of you undressed
Think of you undressed, think of you undressed
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, when I think of you undressed.
(Okaay!, I hope you don't take this in a disrespectful way, this how I do, young taylor gang)
Always had a crush on you, that you didn't even know was there.
Let me introduce myself, they call me Young Khalifa man. (okaayyy)
Young Khalifa man, call me Young Khalifa man
Next time you're home takin' pictures, call me if you need a hand.
I'll be everything you want, spend time alone and be you're friend.
Pick you up from lunch and shit, I'll probably beat you to the crib.
You gon' have me doin' shit, just solely off them snapshots.
I'll lick you from head to toe, look down and eat the snack box.
Came home from the studio, seen you with no t-shirt on.
And couldn't help but feel like this, I hope that you don't take it wrong.
Ain't seen you in person, so I figured I'd just make a song.
And anyone that feel the way I feel, will probably sing along.
You look good with them jeans on.
Wasn't for this night I'da never knew you had them rings on.
I don't know him, but whoever stole your mack.
When I see him, I'm a pat him on the back.
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
And when the day's gone, I look her picture up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I think of you undressed, think of you undressed
Think of you undressed, think of you undressed
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, when I think of you undressed.
Future sex love I be on that Timberlake shit.
I be there to download em, everytime you take pics.
Everything tatted, so they call me Young Travis.
We ain't gotta go to the shop, we already matchin'
Paper through the roof, but baby money ain't the topic.
I can put it on you til you pray I never stop it.
Go through everyday just to get some shit accomplished.
But I can't help but think bout them pictures of you topless.
Like a nerd with no macbook, look how purty that lil' cat look.
I see them nine lives pokin' from the back.
And I'm tryin' to kick the habit, but you gotta nigga crack hooked.
Yeah just know my album is a classic,
And out of all the flicks, my favorite pictures when you grabbed it.
Standin' with no towel on, wish I was where your hand is.
That ring up in your nipple make a nigga think of marriage.
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
(Well ya'll probably done it pretty big, but I got more than money girl)
Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
And when the day's gone, I look her picture up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I think of you undressed, think of you undressed
Think of you undressed, think of you undressed
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, when I think of you undressed.
(Okaay!, I hope you don't take this in a disrespectful way, this how I do, young taylor gang)
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