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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) · Smokin' Jazz [DCC] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 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
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
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
smokin' good

Niggas know about what young Khalifa into
Love to smoke out, a lot of reefer in him
Get you skunked out, you know I'm street official
When
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
This one look like that one
That one match this one, fuck it

Money, money, money
It's young Khalifa man
And I got money hoes money and hoes
And I
me feelin' nicer than Homer neighbor Ned 
I got that bomb kush straight from Hiroshima 
Orange Kush call that btch Wiz Khalifa 
President Obama got
Look, nowadays everybody think they're big chiefers
Just cuz they heard that new tape from Wiz Khalifa
Knowing damn well they can't hit the sour
[chorus]
Brave,Brave,Brave,Brave,Brave, BraveHeart (tell 'em)
Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wi, Wiz, BraveHeart
[repeat]

[Verse 1]
Yo' G,W,I,see, Won't y'all
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
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
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
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
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
and you never will
You niggas never have and never will
You niggas never have and never will
Big Snoop and young Wiz smokin' kill kill kill kill
You niggas
by Soulja Boy
    It's Nothin Lyrics
    by Wiz Khalifa
    Love You Down Lyrics
    by Honey Cocaine
    Love Explosion Lyrics
    by Marvin
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
Man, Redman, B-Real
Shout out to Wiz Khalifa and Sen Dog, you know! G-yeah!

I ain't here to bring the East back (nah), I'm here to relapse
An hour
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
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
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',
them ghetto and sober bitches in 'burban districts
I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son
And this is the military turn
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
by the beach, got bank roll
Got a bitch who got booty-cheeks, good neck though
Hold up, hol' up, hol' up, this game we play, you can't control us
Hol'
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