Wiz Khalifa

[fox69]

"It's Nothin'"
(feat. 2 Chainz)

"It's Nothin'"
(feat. 2 Chainz)



[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Count another grip, smoke another zip
Yet them young niggas tell it I be on my shit
Make a hundred k, spend it all today
What can I say, my DNA is Givenchy
What my swag is, retarded
What I’m driving, Ferrari
What I’m rocking, Armani, Gianni Versace, huh
Fuck around and I’ll buy one of you broke niggas
My change, insane
My chain, oh that thing

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
It’s nothing, It’s nothing [x8]
Stackin’ cheese till my bread right
Smokin’ weed till my head right
Did it all on my own so, I’mma spend all my bread like
It’s nothing, It’s nothing [x4]
Stackin’ cheese till my bread right
Smokin’ trees till my head right
Did it all on my own so, I’mma spend all my bread like
It’s nothing, It’s nothing [x4]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
You niggas chasin’ money I’m on top of it
If it ain’t money don’t know what the topic is
Don’t come out till next year that mean I’m rockin’ it
Order thirty-seven bottles call it poppin’ shit
Goddamn, what you on?
A private plane, fuck you on
Party in south of France when it’s cold
Used to rock all that old shit till it got old

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
My hair longer than your girl
Go shawty it’s your world
Sub-zero flow, when I spit, I see snow flurries
Scarface, all out
All I want in this world
I mean all I want for lunch, is a blunt, and your girl
It ain’t nothin’ to me but it’s somethin’ to you
Count money like it’s somethin’ to do
Summer time I’m like fuck the roof, winter time I’m in ‘Lo boots
And uh, it’s nothin’
I like being high because it’s a better view
And, I told your ho my chain so cold it’s on Theraflu

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Itself"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Itself"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



If that pussy good it's gon' sell itself
If that dope A1 then it's gon' sell itself
If that bankroll all 100's, it speak for itself
Do it by myself, I don't need no help
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go

Bitch been sellin' pussy, lookin' for them rookies
Man your bitch is took in if I catch a lookin'
She just wanna come with me and smoke on this Cookie
I think all these bitches gay and all these niggas crooked
On my way to Cali smokin' on some Cali
Mo' money, mo' problems when I'm in the valley
I swear I love the dough, I swear I love to count it
I can tell you everything you need to know about it
What's beef to a nigga ridin' with a chopper?
Money on my mind, ain't thinkin' 'bout a robber
Run up on this Bentley you gon' need a doctor
I just have my lil' homie hop out, pop it and drop you

If that pussy good it's gon' sell itself
If that dope A1 then it's gon' sell itself
If that bankroll all 100's, it speak for itself
Do it by myself, I don't need no help
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go

If I wasn't a boss don't know what I'd be
Was 19 years old in the club with no ID
I just need to flex, then she comin' home with me
All-A-All about the money, that's the only thing
Married to the game, I don't need no wedding ring
She wanna fuck a rapper, that's her biggest dream
Might get out on you, but she ain't foolin' me
In a week I might just take down two or three
Takin' trips to Vegas, I'm with major players
Smokin' kush in papers, I don't fuck with fakers
Put that pussy on a platter, she's your waitress
It ain't 'bout the money, I might see you later

If that pussy good it's gon' sell itself
If that dope A1 then it's gon' sell itself
If that bankroll all 100's, it speak for itself
Do it by myself, I don't need no help
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go

You know how this game go, ain't no life after death
Man, somebody gotta die
Swear to God, I'm fresh to death
Bitches got you hypnotized, see it in your damn eyes
Niggas out here kickin' doors lookin' for the grand prize
See, I'm just lookin' for the baddest bitch to fuck tonight
She wanna give it up to me cause you ain't fuck her right
Shawty actin' like her fingers all she want is pipe
This my last day in town, she wanna fuck it all night
But I'ma fuck and kick her out, then call another one
Yea, I'm a nasty boy so I need to double up
The world is filled with hoes, nigga, get you one
If player-hatin' was a sport you would be number one

If that pussy good it's gon' sell itself
If that dope A1 then it's gon' sell itself
If that bankroll all 100's, it speak for itself
Do it by myself, I don't need no help
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, pussy, dope and bankrolls
Pussy, dope and bankrolls, you know how this game go

You know how this game go, nigga
The pussy, the dope, the bankrolls
It's all these niggas wanna do, man, and celebrate
I don't see shit wrong with it
You're supposed to celebrate, man
It's what life is all about man, enjoy, lookin' ass nigga

 

[fox69]

"James Bong"

"James Bong"


It's very clear
Ready
Init
Get it

[Hook:]
Uh, James Bong I'm on a mission
Bruce Lee the way I kick it
Tiger Woods the way I hit it
Look how I whip it, how I whip it
Look how I whip it, how I whip it
Look how I whip it, how I whip it
Ah, you niggas finished
Damn, look how I whip it

I'm cooking up, I'm cooking up
I'm in the kitchen
I make it flip, I make it flip
Just like a gymnast
I mix it up, I mix it up
Just like a chemist
You niggas know that I'm the realest
I'm with my squad and we the illest
I'm going hard I'm bout' my business
That bitch she on it, yeah she gifted
I'm in her mouth like I'm a dentist
I swear to God I be going hard
You would think part of my job is driving foreign cars
I'll be in it, till I win it
Y'all can start it, I'm a finish

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Jim Brown"

"Jim Brown"


[Hook:]
Why you with fuckin' with a nigga if he ain't fuckin' with a real nigga?
Why you with fuckin' with a nigga if he ain't fuckin' with a real nigga?

Oh!
Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?
Why you with fuckin' with a nigga if he ain't fuckin' with a real nigga when you see him?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga when a real nigga right by there and you tryna leave him?
See him around in the club, see him buying out the bar, so the hoes tryna meet him
You can talk and make a nigga pay for it [?] you don't fuck the first night with me either

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
She ain't fuckin' with a real nigga
She ain't never seen a real nigga better [?]
Told him to me he a little nigga
He a little nigga, told me to [?] nigga
Why you with fuckin' with a nigga if he ain't fuckin' with a real nigga?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?

Why you fuckin' with the nigga if he ain't comin' from the right hood?
And why you fuckin' with the nigga if he ain't ballin' like his ass should?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga if you know the nigga money ain't good?

Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?
Why you fuckin' with a nigga, huh?
I ain't fuckin' with the niggas
Nope, I ain't fuckin' with the niggas
I ain't fuckin' with the niggas
King of the dope? No!
Damn

Why you fuckin' with those niggas everyday when they ain't got no shit?
Why you fuckin' with them niggas?
I been 'em all, I can tell them niggas ain't lit long

[Hook]

[Bridge]

 

[fox69]

"Judge It"
(with Ty Dolla $ign)

"Judge It"
(with Ty Dolla $ign)



[Wiz Khalifa:]
Pushin' your buttons, you ain't sayin' nothin'
That's an understatement
Grabbin' my keys and walkin' out, you takin' me places
Hidin' my weed
I text you before I leave that I'll be back but you ain't hearin' that
All you've been hearin' is my car steerin'
Smokin' weed all night with my friends
Hangin' out, you waitin' up for me to come in to the door
And it ain't like you don't want this anymore
But it's some shit that need worked on
Like each and every night I need to work
Tell me I need to slow shit down to make some time for her
That's when the drama start
You sayin' shit like you ain't got a heart
I'm walkin' around like I ain't got a problem

[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
[?] fuckin'
I ain't gonna judge ya
Lets just fuck all night and talk about it in the mornin'
Let's talk about it in the mornin'
Let's talk about it in the mornin'
In the mornin', in the mornin', in the mornin'

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Always at home claimin' you spend too much time alone
Them other niggas did you wrong and now I'm the one
Yeah right, look at what they did, now look at what I did
Not to mention I was the most faithful nigga in existence
But when it goes down that's how they flip shit
I'm too high, too lifted
Too fly, too gifted
I need a break from LA, go back to my home state
Let you play the victim, I'll be straight
Hit the lab get, back to my cake
See my son, kiss him on his face
When in the public watch what you say, kay?

[Hook]

[Wiz Khalifa:]
We don't gotta talk about it now
Just let me take you down
In the mornin' when we yawnin' I'mma get one more in
I know I got you high, you ain't even hit the weed and I got you high
I know I got you high, Young Khalifa man and the Dolla $ign

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Keep The Conversation"
(feat. Boaz)

"Keep The Conversation"
(feat. Boaz)



[Intro:]
Even though I'm in love, sometimes I get so afraid
I'll say something so wrong, just to have something to say
I know the moment is right
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high
Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high

[Verse 1:]
I seen you from afar
Nice frame and your braids long
Gucci bag matching your frames ma
And like a don I approached you
I'm not the player type
But if you play it right
Ma I'll coach you
I'll put it down how I'm spose to
A popular dude
But I'm tryna to see what's poppin with you
Know a little bout the kid cause she's been watching my moves
Got my picture on the wall from when I popped in the news
And true
I been runnin' the town
Lot a chicks thought I was nuttin
All of a sudden, wanting me know
Doing research and hunting me down
But never mind the stuntin'
Trying to see what's on your mind and something
Got a place to unwind, it's nothing
Have a wild discussion
I'm a roll some of this, ride n then puff it
Yea, we start off slow, then kick it in gear
Off of that smooth shit, I kick in the air
To keep the conversation

[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)

[Verse 2:]
Here I go, putting myself out there
Really trying to see what shorty about here
Nothing to doubt here
See what you get
Get what you see
Me I keep it 100%
Never see myself loving a chick, you might change that
And if not, I'm happy being the same cat you
Think it's a shame that, that's how it has to be
But you with another dude, that'd be sad to see
You still mad at me, some high school tragedy
Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me
I'm like woah, slow down baby, and
Kick it with your man itta go down crazy
I wanna get to know ya
Talk to ya hold ya
And them places you ain't been
I wanna show ya
And she gone' let the kid handle his biz
Off of that smooth shit I kick in the air
They keep the conversation

[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)

[Verse 3:]
I hit your girl with that slick talk, won't see her again
Drop the top, let your hair go, free in the wind
Now we can go and get a room on the other side of town
Or give me head in the whip if you wanna ride around
Roll up the koheeba getting blunted by the pound
I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin it down, me and my man whiz
Hit the club, Buy the bar, we let the champ fizz
Knockin couple of brauds you know the plan is
We call the whole crew, and then we ran trillz
I'm so street I feel a part of the canvas
Hard knocks University the heart of the campus
And you know I got my PHD
But that don't stand for player hating
That's a Pimpin Heavy Degree

[Chorus:]
Ride, I'm in to taking my time, so I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Ride I don't tell her no lies, I just
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Right, you better know she get down, you know
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)

 

[fox69]

"King Of Everything"

"King Of Everything"


Wake up in the morning, grab my trees and I get to it
Young nigga, I do my own thing so let me do it
If you wanna know a thing about me, I'm 'bout my paper
Fuck a bitch, soon as my iPhone ring I see you later
Hop on in the Chevy, grab my keys and then I'm outtie
First thing, If it's 'bout that cheese, then I'm about it
I be stacking up, got no time for niggas hating
Low we backing up, keep that clean and watch some Daytons
Cruising down the street, hear my car before it's coming
Fuck the police, windows down, I'm smoking something
And my bitch bad, she gon' ride If shit get crazy
Goons messed up, they gon' slide you try to play me
Since a young nigga, kept that pack up in the telly
Since a young nigga, been had tats like Makaveli
Shoot for fun nigga
My niggas bust, you better run nigga
King of fucking everything

Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna [x4]

When I touch down, have that pack, you fucking with me
Fuck the bitch once, she talkin' about she love with me
Let her smoke weed, drink champagne, do drugs with me
We go out of town, dinner at TAO, do clubs with me
What you niggas think, got more bank than And more ranks
Smoking weed with some bitches in the club who don't drink
Talkin' about they get money, they got expensive taste
So I put it in her mouth and sent 'em both on their way
I'll be there for one night, don't give a fuck if I stay
Spent a couple hundred thousand in a couple of days
Smoke a pound in my suite and then come up with a plate
Bitch came over to my crib and had a comfortable stay
She feeling my car, she feeling my chain
She think I'm a star, I'm feeling the same
I take her abroad, I fuck her insane
I'm switching up broads, I'm killing the game
Long range
King of fucking everything

Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna [x4]

 

[fox69]

"KK"
(feat. Juicy J, Project Pat)

"KK"
(feat. Juicy J, Project Pat)



[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Is this the top?
I got my own weed, sucker, so I ain't gotta hit yours
I'm talking straight indo
Cali weed blowing like a Rastaman
Kush seed straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
I need it all the time, don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Put it in a joint, not a blunt
Don't disrespect mine, player
This not the two, this the one
Don't even need a scale
Back in high school I used to be the weedman
Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man
Eleventh grade, made my way up to a P, man
And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man
And you don't even gotta ask
You know it by the smell
I treat every day like it's a payday
Top down, counting up the cake and

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I got KK in my pipe, pockets fat like Kelly Price
If you wanna take a hit you can't be afraid of heights
You gon' need some new lungs, rolling up a blunter for em
While I'm smoking out the bong getting sucked like a thumb
Boy I'm in a daze, tangerine haze
I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J
Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon taste
Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana, reefer smoking
Trap the semi sum under reggie foot up in his colon
Call the doctor, call the clinic, bullshit we staying with
Your life ain't worth a motherfucking quota, what you paying with?
Khalifa kush a hundred pounds, that's a half a mil
Memphis streets so eat this like a baby, like Enfamil
Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway
Blow my high, motherfucker, I'm a shoot up like an AK

[Verse 4: Juicy J]
My white house higher than Willie Nelson, on dabs the wax is melting
These clouds are smoking, help me, I'm flying like elroy jetson
I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee
Whole pound of grandaddy, but he ain't no kin to me
(I'm staying with the greens light color)

[Hook]

[Outro: Juicy J]
Blowing Khalifa kush [x4]

 

[fox69]

"Kleenex"
(feat. Kev Da Hustla)

"Kleenex"
(feat. Kev Da Hustla)



Money bitch, Money bitch, Money bitch

[Chorus:]
Boy I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Ever run out of guap, I get more money
Don't gotta think, I just know money
Kleenex paper, all I blow is money
I got money, money, money
I got mo money
Another couple grand, are fo sho money
Gettin rubba band on the low money
Niggas hate but all the hoes wanna fuck me
I got money

I got mo money
Blow it by the O money
Mix tapes, over a hundred thousand sold money
Young, but I been getting cake so I got old money
You niggas trickin on your bitch, so that's your hoes money
And I ain't playin picturin niggas sayin he stole from me (picture that)
I got put it on your head, and get your gon money
Marathon long money
You niggas weak, I got Barry Bonds strong money
Top 8 tall money
Beyonce song, um Ring the Alarm money
I spend so much on ink, even my arms money
I talk money, to broke niggas, I talk funny
No breaks so the haters can't stop money
Now that's a lot of money, too much to think to count
That check card money, my bars is bank accounts
A month I make about, hmmmm shit, I won't even say, just know I'm getting paid.

[Chorus]

Money in my shoe box, that's my pot of spinach
Tall money, small money, like a fuckin mission (ok)
I got mo' money (yea), show money (yea)
Money by my tube socks call it dro money
Dro money, kush cash (what's that?)
O money so I blow it out a big bag
Mall paper, 10 bags
Get it roller coaster fast (what's that?) 6 flags
How that money come? Like a track meet
Alley money boy, get in on a backstreet
Time to re-up, my blood call, said he online cop before he log off
I get straight cash, that's bank shit
Dumb monkey money, I call it ape shit
Space shit, alien green
Get it when it's hot, West Coast money
Knadda mean?

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Knock U Down"

"Knock U Down"


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