Lyrics:
now
I'm about to show you niggers
And why wiz khalifa is the prince of the city
Listen, listen, listen!
Young dude, you get off in
Niggas often handy
they act like they don't like cheese
Had a couple niggas mad like they don't like me
Is it cause I'm hella paid? I think it might be
Yeah my pockets
I be going up like I'm Wiz Khalifa son
Now let that gas tickle that tongue
When it's icey in the bong we gone hit it like hit Gong
And we wake love
into your freedom
I can lead you, swear allegiance
No more pain and grievin'
Suffer long from dreamin'
When I know what's up with me and Wiz Khalifa
But
whips and paint 'em matte black
She got her own money, I'm like, "Damn, you don't need mine"
I'm sitting courtside with Wiz so it's Chuck Taylors
Getting high high
Smoking Wiz Khalifa
Getting sky high high
In and outta stores
Shopping Getting Fly
This the type of shit
That got me getting by by 2x
don't trust every word I say, I say (Wiz Khalifa man)
When I'm under the influence
It's a blur, but I want my way, my way
You know I'm under
it's the hustla, Young Khalifa
I (what?) smoke so much, I love my reefa'
Why niggas so into me, fam?
Tryin' to end up missin'
Like the Kennedy fam
Lotta
yuh
Lil kelp aye
Aye yuh
Aye yo Big Spork, Come in here come in hot
Yeah, hit that beat bruh, like wiz khalifa
Oh hell yeah
STDS, STDS i like to suck
'Cause see, I'm kissing you again
That's just the thing I'd say it
I'd never do
I walked away and said goodbye
I was hasty, wasn't I?
I missed you, so I
time for niggas who can't stand on their own two
Fuck you talkin' 'bout it for
It's time to show and prove what you gon' do
When everybody hustlin',
started
Here we go round again
Day after day I get up and I say
I better do it again
Where are all the people going
Round and round till we reach
to me
Why the fuck would I lie to you
It goes both ways do whatever you want
You just gotta do it too
Running in running in
Bitch I'm up again up again
I
started
Here we go round again
Day after day I get up and I say
I better do it again
Where are all the people going
Round and round till we reach
seventeen again
Peach fuzz on my face, lookin' on the case
Tryna find a hella taste, oh my God
I'm on the chase, Chevy, it's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant,
ounce of reefer
Rocked that "Black and Yellow" before Wiz Khalifa
It's a killer bee color scheme, I blow mega cream
Bingos face before I scream, know
matepe
Bophelo ke Belem jioh re phela khekhe
Feela okare Usimamane I just need a check
Ko ke tlhang Taylor gang a se Bo Wiz Khalifa
Ke ma gampe , Ge oka
B*tch I'm down for whatever
So you can tell the
World that I ain't never stoppin
Grab a Beretta
Call me Max Payne
Smoke you up
Like Wiz Khalifa
Feel
certain look in your eye
Your not easy to resist
But I just walked on by
Cause that old lovin' you feeling again (lovin' you feelin)
It's really got me
and yellow, black and yellow (G-Mix)
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah, I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh,
a goal keeper (Huh)
Kick it up like FIFA
Finish the job won't see you again Wiz
Khalifa (Huh huh)
They asked what do you mean like Bieber (Yeah)
I'll Put
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
lower and lower and lower
Lower, living easy
I don't know, I don't know
That I got till it's over
You and me fit so tight
Can you do it again
say What'd I do wrong'
Could it be I stayed here too long'
You mean to say you'd walk away from me
You mean to say the love we knew
Is now
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