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Albums:

Khalifa (Wiz Khalifa) · Khalifa (Majid Jordan) · The Wiz [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sings Songs from The Wiz (Diana Ross) · It Wiz What It Is (Wiz Khalifa) · The Wiz: 30th Anniversary Edition [DVD/CD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Wiz [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Karaoke: Wiz Super Soul Musical (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Wiz [Original Cast Recording] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Planes, Trains and Eric: The Music, The Stories, The People – Mid and Far East Tour 201 (Eric Clapton) – and 18 other albums »


pittsburgh down
Its Wiz Khalifa man
You cant tell by now
Pittsburgh Imma swell my town
That steel city damn

Roll rubber you don't know who you dealin' with
Oh
Pittsburgh sound
And Imma always hold pittsburgh down
Its Wiz Khalifa man
You cant tell by now
Pittsburgh Imma swell my town
That steel city damn

Roll
smoking on reefer, me Gucci and Wiz Khalifa

Smoking on reefer, make a bitch out
And leave her. 
Comment trough a speaker
Grind in my 2-seater
Cause I
Yeah it's young Khalifa Man
Mr. Spacely
Everyone call me man
Taylor Gang or die
And this project is brought to you by
Champagne
And paper planes too
to my Queen

What y'all smoking on though?
That's a little OG, that Dolla $ign OG. This shit flight nigga
Hey you bleeding? God damn
I got the Wiz Khalifa
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa
me on the jack, told me he mad
Wiz Khalifa paper plane'll have you feel glad

100 million records, all the work I put in
All they wanna know is
Shit

It's Wiz Khalifa man
This shit hot, right?

Now don't blink cause the flow is closer, don't think
True diplomat, no Jim Jones and no Pink
staims, silver, Lex bullet 4 
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred valium 
Chased by Jake's planes, I race state's police 
We slay
better roll somethin'
Coughin' like you got a cold or somethin'
Tryna O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a pound
Smoke the whole thing up
My feet on the floor, I???m ???bout to turn up now 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 
I be rockin' J's or 
I be rockin' Taylors 
I got lots
Sound's good enough
Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)
Montana
Khalifa man
(Snoop Dogg, what up?)

(French Montana)

It's
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    It's Nothin Lyrics
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days homie, I ain't have a thing
Now I'm hoping off a plane putting roaches on the wing
And my hoes like queens, but we smoke like kings
Jewelry froze
Everybody that I'm with get high too
Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper
Taylor Gang G-pen smell the vapor
Take it to the head before I walk up
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
Cocaine on the table wish the rappa got em choppin' logs
Twenty dolla' bills all rolled up, Wiz Khalifas rollin' pot
Jackie Chan is rollin' rollin',
rolled up, Wiz Khalifas rollin' pot
Jackie Chan is rollin' rollin', Yelawolf is powin' powin'
Slow motion got hos in motion, I think it's the perfect time
Yeah
Young Khalifa and Bern
Real niggas in this bitch
Everybody drunk, the fuck they want
Uh

It's not a thing we can't afford
Walk up in
nothing better than a proud mum
How man rappers did we outrun?
Bet they didn't think a BET would be the outcome
Wiz Khalifa told us he wants to get
punk shit
Half a mill' a week, crib by the beach, got bank roll
Got a bitch who got booty-cheeks, good neck though
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, this
Keys to my estate, put the cheese inside a safe
Drinkin' by the case, that be the reason why they hate
Fresh up outta cell to the seats of private planes
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
punk shit
Half a mill' a week, crib by the beach, got bank roll
Got a bitch who got booty-cheeks, good neck though
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, this
that's the biz, glock pop, plops the feds
Split your wig, crack your whip, smack your wiz, blast your 'quip
Chains and whips, planes and ships, guns,