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"Black And Yellow"

"Black And Yellow"


Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [4x]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [4x]

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [4x]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow [4x]

[Verse 1:]
Black stripe, yellow paint, them niggas scared of it but them hoes ain't
Soon as I hit the club look at them hoes face
Hit the pedal once make the floor shake
Suede inside, my engine roaring
It's the big boy, you know what I paid for it
And I got the pedal to the metal
I got you niggas checking game I'm balling out on every level
Hear them haters talk but there's nothing you can tell 'em
Just made a million, got another million on my schedule
No love for 'em nigga breaking hearts
No keys, push to start

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [4x]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [4x]

[Verse 2:]
Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
Bitches love me 'cause I'm fucking with their best friends
Not a lesbian but she a freak though
This ain't for one night I'm shining all week hoe.
I'm sipping Cliquot and rocking yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in the watch I cant tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up 'cause every nigga that I'm with tailored

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [4x]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [4x]

[Verse 3:]
Stay high like how I'm supposed to do
That crowd underneath them clouds, cant get close to you
And my car look unapproachable
Super clean but its super mean
She wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks, get fly, take trips and that's that
Real rap, I let her get high, she wouldn't she feel that, convertible drop fill, 87 the top peel back

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [4x]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [4x]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [4x]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [4x]
 
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"Black And Yellow (G-Mix)"
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Juicy J, T-Pain)

"Black And Yellow (G-Mix)"
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Juicy J, T-Pain)



[Wiz Khalifa]
Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]
Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Snoop Dogg]
Big Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa
See on the West Coast I'm the big Chief-a
The grim reaper, maybe that, bring me back, yellow 'lac
Steeler logo in the back
We banging out, that Taylor gang
Dub to your face baby till you say my name
Don't get your clique served
So much black and yellow you would think I was from Pittsburgh
Encher, get yearn

[Chorus]

[Juicy J]
I'ma bumble bee lit up like a Christmas tree
Drinking Hennessy black, I'm from Tennessee
Juicy J make their way on my own two
Quarter mill for the Phantom, bitch I own you
And that go for every G that I'm fucking with
Black and yellow bitches all around me, yeah I dig
In their purse, gotta get that reimburse
On the bills and that purple pint of syrup
And I stay Louie down to the socks
Range, and watch, weed and glock
Beans to pop
My pants swoll with them rubber band knots
I'm getting old but them rubber bands not nigga

[Chorus]

[T-Pain]
You can catch me in my Lamborghini
(black and yellow, black and yellow)
I can rock it on the beat or a cappella, a cappella (uh ohh-oh uh boom)
Sideways in the turning lane (turning lane yaa...)
Fire flame I be burning man (burning man yaa...)
Teddy Pain about to hurt the game (game)
Took a break for a while I've been learning things (boom)
I learned how to tell a nigga fuck you then
(black and yellow, black and yellow)
All I do is fucking win (win)
I told you (told you)
And now I'm on
You thought it was over (over)
You thought I was gone (gone)
I'm going in, you don't have to let me, have to let me
Back from the dead like I'm Machiavelli, Machiavelli (boom)

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Black and yellow, all black and yellow
See me now they treating me like I'm somebody special
Smoking on that bud, know its me soon as they smell it
You can tell I'm the one who get it not the one who sell it
I grind everyday I'm balling I can't help it
Niggas on that bullshit my pockets full of Celtics
And them niggas hating on us get our best wishes
In the club you ain't even on the guest list bitch
Sound like you need to get your weight up
Go to sleep rich and count another million when I wake up
They wondering how I do my thang, two words, Taylor Gang
Remix g-shit
The champagnes poured nigga the weeds lit
Little mama clothes falling like the leaves in the fall
Ain't worry about your friends so bring 'em all

[Chorus]
 
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"Black And Yellow (Remix)"
(feat. Young Jeezy)

"Black And Yellow (Remix)"
(feat. Young Jeezy)



[Wiz Khalifa]
Yea uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]
Yea uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Young Jeezy]
Brown blunts, black Nike's
3 red bone bitches and they all dykes
Said her girl on the way, she a yellow bone
Said she wanna hear me on the black and yellow song
Told her guess what? this your lucky day
Smoked an ounce with Young Wiz just the other day
Young on the G Mix, should we change the colors
Tell 'em hell to the No you pussy muthafuckas
Remember cop my 1st lamb it was Black and Yellow
You know it had to match the watch so it matched the bezel
Bitch I just seen Young in a bananna peel
Got that 50 round clip for that bannana feel
They tellin' lies for a living, I so Roddy White
Pull the plug on them niggas it was nighty night
Outta sight outta mind, bitch Im in these streets
Next summer, helicopter, black and yellow seats

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
And women love me cause I'm messin' with their best friends
Not a lesbian but she a freak though
This aint for one night I'm shinin all week bro
I'm sippin cleeko and rockin yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in the watch I cant tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up cause every body that I'm with taylor'd

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

Stay fly like how I'm supposed to do
That crowd underneath them clouds, cant get close to you
And my car look unapproachable
Super clean but its super mean
She wanna ride with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks, get fly, take trips and that's that
Real rap, I let her get high, she want she feel that, convertible drop fill, 87 the top peel back

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]
 
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"Blindfolds"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Blindfolds"
(feat. Juicy J)



Real trippy niggas
La musica de Harry

Hippy niggas
Uh nigga my mom blow that kinda cash nigga what you talkin bout
Pop bottles and shit
Groceries fool

Uh you know I kill
Any motherfucking song that I go on
And I don't gotta count the money that I spend
'Cause I get it in
My bread so long, my bank big nigga roll on
My brain fried nigga so long
I hate fake niggas and so on
Take all the money that I made
The sharing be out the reason that you're waiting
Plus I smoke the bombest weed I call it Californication
A island for vacation I'm callin all this cake
A hundred thousand for the safe
Just baught a pound and I'm a face it
Now watch me you niggas see my pieces tryn copy
My rollie presidential plus the rings that I got on
By versace and I ain't even cocky
I'm just confident that I'm the shit
You hatin mother fuckers know what time it is

[Hook:]
I'm just ridin round my side of town
Got my windows up and my speaker loud
And we smokin so I'm gonna need a pound
Bet the haters wish they can see me now
But the money in the way
Erry one of us gettin money bruh
But money in the way
My nigga on the real, all you see is dollar bills

I blow a hundred band get the fuck around with
That holdin you in love with the hoe I mess around with
Cuff up with the Taylor, would you drink my paper
My music fuck my people but tonight I'm doing yayger
20 years on and I ain't falling off
Niggas flex about the check and they run their mouth
Ferrari pull up guess hoppin out
With a double couple in hand and some Money count
Rockin Louie this I'm rockin Louie that
Louie on my ass, Louie on my hat
When I hit the club Louie in my hand
That's the Louie 13, Louie in my glass

[Hook]
 
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"Bluffin'"
(feat. Berner)

"Bluffin'"
(feat. Berner)



[Intro:]
Talkin' big money, bitch, uh
That little shit you talkin' 'bout
That's lunch money
We don't even smoke that
And this shit gon' be like this for uh
Pretty much the rest of the time we here
My little niggas got more money than you fuck niggas man
I promise

[Hook:]
I got-I got-I got-I got so much
So much, so much, so much

[Verse 1:]
Quarter million, little nigga, I was nineteen
Had my hustle down pat, I did the right thing
They don't move that fast, 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 hella straight
And I smoke so much dope I got OG in my IV
So many niggas jackin' that shit don't even surprise me
I don't even want it back, shit it's off to the good
Can't even say I didn't know you would
Make a little money, get it from the bro
Bring that shit back to the hood
Anytime you see me, man I'm on the grind
Nigga wasn't workin' when you knew you should
Now you talk about me when I'm on the road
And when I ride by I'm in the newest one

[Hook:]
I got so much money I think I should pay for all this
They ain't down to spend how much they say cause they ain't ballin'
I got so much paper I just spend it like it's nothin'
Ain't no way they spend how much they say cause they just bluffin' [x2]
I got so much

[Verse 2:]
Big money
Even larger crib
No I ain't just stuntin'
That's how I'm supposed to live
I move fast paced
So I drive faster cars
Take a look outside
Those are really ours
And we're really stars
We all travel safe and go really far
In that custom paint, in that suede floor
In that California, that's really hard
In that California, that's what we on
Smell that strong, you know I'm baked
Chances dog, that's what we take
How much you hate, that's what we make
Roll up one, that's what we face
Lot of y'all claim that you real, gon' show up fake
But that shit don't mean a thing
Cause I'll still be on my grind
And stackin' all of this change

[Hook]

[Break:]
Don't even gotta ask if I get enough, cause
I got so much
Gin in my cup, twenty-two cones I'mma stuff
Lightin' another one up
(I got-I got-I got-I got so much)
Live it up, every dollar spend it up
Don't even gotta ask if I get enough, cause
(I got so much)
Gin in my cup, twenty two cones I'mma stuff
Lightin' another one up, cause

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Hey man, green is for the money, gold is for the honeys
Step up your game or step down
Whenever a problem troubles us all
If you trust in the Lord there will be a brighter tomorrow
For there's nothing too much for the great God to do
And all that he asks and expects of you
Is faith that's unshaken by tribulation and yield
Confidence and knowledge that God knows best
And trouble and sorrow, they are only a test
But without God testin' of our soul
It never could reach the ultimate goal
So keep on knowing and believing
All that God has promised you would be yours to receive
Preach, Church, tabernacle
Wiz! Wiz! That's the way
Wiz! Wiz! That's the way
Wiz! Wiz! That's the way
 
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"Boarding Pass"

"Boarding Pass"


Ladies and gentleman
My name's Wiz Khalifa and I'm so damn gooooood...
[Funny Laugh]

I earn niggas respect before the cash came
You try me get a ticket I'm in the fast lane
I keep the bigger picture in the glass frame
Plus my city on my back like it's a motherfuckin last name
Where you goin when the driver know your last name
And first class ain't much different than the last plane
Say we the same but I'm nothin like you guys
I'm a freakin fly taylor gang don't drink n drive
Die... Now everybody's mourning I think we runnin' outta liqour bring some more in
Used to say I'm fresh but now I'm gettin spoiled"
Cause new shit gettin' old these hotels kind of boring
Don't mean to sound unappreciative
But it's obvious the game ain't what you think it is
Yellow diamons speak spanglish on my neck and wrist
Don't even check the list
They expecting us

[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]

Yeah...
Got me feeling so proffessional
3 hour trip with only 15 minutes left to go, a small comparison should let you know
Cause only time ya'll niggaz got leg room is in the exit row
Damn...
People tell me I can't that's exactly what I'm getting so I'll never be the same
Niggaz losin' weight cause what I spit is lipo
Try to explain but they get it twisted like a micro
I hit the club it's like a light show
Bet this liqour turns the wood into a light gold
Got a bitch that's for insurance like she Geico
Try to use her phone to get a picture but the lights... Low
But the bottles still full
And you don't really want this night to end do you?
So Sip Slow... O... O... and I'm a put this thing on cruise control

[Chorus:]
See I'm packed ready to go go go
We in the air you oh So LOW!
Shawty we gon live it up
And girl I got a lot of but it's just I can't get enough
So I'm a check my bags everything secure with my tags hand me my boarding pass
Yeah... Yeah [Echo]
And I'll hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land, Hit you when my flight land [Echo]
 
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"Boss"

"Boss"


Yeaaa... yeaaaa... its young wiz, the young boss..

Uhh.. the young boss man, ask around I get it poppin
In the hood everyday that's where my shit is knockin
My fitted cocked 'n what, my city lockdown, leaning to the side, pittsburg, diddy boppin
I'm so fly tryin hide from the shitty drop in
I get dough and get low, cuz the jiggy watching
Takin is not an option, more like an obligation
So my advice, get yours and stop your hatin
The cops quittin for a nigga to slip (nigga to slip)
Everything on the strip so you won't find shit in the whip
Except the bad bitch twistin my spliff
You pigs ain't worried bout weed, then let me off for a pinch of da piff
Then it's back to the hood again, pittsburg hoolagins
Hard to find someone to trust, you don't know who friends
And the mottos get money and get lost
So any motherfucker rap funny and get tossed

I do big things, pull up in trucks and them cars
On my own tours, nah, I ain't fucking with yall
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at
If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back
Nigga, you can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss

I smoke big blunts and write the sickest raps
Ain't the deal with rush too quick to get them stacks
What up Benji? you got a problem, it's a fact
With no solution, watch the dough movin
But still keep a watch on the cops patrol cruisin
Young wiz number one spot you all loosin
I'm hearing all the what you bastards say
Don't really want to go to war, you like Kashis clay
And only go to school half the day
Show the passin grades and told them crackers I got cash to make
So I'm back in the stu again, hood near you again
Gotta let the world know the 4.1.2 in here
Why wouldn't I be proud of my city, a young nigga gettin' cake on every side of my city
And I sure wouldn't advise you to lie for my city
From the east side some niggers ride down for da city

I do big things, pull up in trucks and them cars
On my own tours, nah, I ain't fucking with yall
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at
If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back
Nigga, you can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss

If you know me I'm a humble guy
But we can take it there, call up a couple guys
So we can make it fair,
I ain't a custom to all this talking exchangin here
You birds just be rapping, the bird be gettin smackin
Full of niggers with big cake, they get it trappin
Snitches quick to switch face, the nigga yappin
No cameras or lights here, where action is right here
The whole town banging they pipes here
A long white tee and some nike airs,
I crack a cigar, fill it with trees, no seeds and some bright hairs
And let it put me in my right mind
Some niggas question how I write mine
It's well known that a youngin is on his grind,
Hustling all the time with his mind on his money and his money on his mind.
I'm too used to having things grindin and havin green for me to live the life of a average teen

I do big things, pull up in trucks and them cars
On my own tours, nah, I ain't fucking with job
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at
If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back
Nigga, you can call me the boss, you can call me the boss
You can call me the boss, you can call me the boss.
 
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"Bossed Up"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Bossed Up"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Intro - Juicy J:]
Time waist for no man
You gotta boss up man
It's time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga
Get up and get to the money nigga
Grind nigga
Believe in your motherfucking self nigga
Motivation bruh

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up
Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up
Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]
If you rich then you a gangsta nigga
All the tough shit, that ain't gangsta nigga
Fuck around and find you in a bodybag
I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags
See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about
Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out
If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out
I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out
See niggas taking shots but I'm so bulletproff
I just laugh at 'em, couple Bentley coupe
I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof
See niggas got a lackers, they know I'm the truth
See where I'm from nobody gives a fuck about you
I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers
If you ain't getting money nigga then you hustle backwards
Choppers on the backseat if you want some action

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up
Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up
Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Bosses, I'm with bosses I don't care bout what the costs is
We ain't tryna take no losses, we don't deal with fake shit often
I ain't after go to college, taught my self and now I'm balling
Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing
And if a nigga play me we gone toss 'em
I don't touch 'em, I just got to make call
They waiting for me to fall but that ain't bout to happen
They playing tough but they ain't saying much about the captain
My niggas bout that action
You [?] your bitch heard about the thing I'm packing
I don't care about no fashion, I'm a writer not a rapper
No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards
I ain't worried bout the pussy I'm just wondering where the cash is
I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest
If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it
I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, that's why I'm laughing
It's young Wiz, Taylor Gang

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up
Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up
Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]
I might be that nigga that might run your label
I might be that nigga put food on your table
I might bee that nigga that you see on cable
But I'm bossed up so my young nigga might pay you
The devil working on me so I'm prayed up
Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up
How many times I gotta tell you I'm a player
King of my city, I might run for mayor
Mafia yeah that's that new mafia
Niggas see you shining so they copy ya
Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya
But that's when all them bodies popping up
I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit
Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick
Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique
She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up
Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up
Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us (cross us)
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Outro - Juicy J:]
All my niggas bossed up
All my niggas sauced up [x3]
 
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"Bout Me"
(feat. Problem & IamSu)

"Bout Me"
(feat. Problem & IamSu)



What?
Yea

Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (what?)

Rolling, pockets swollen
Riding in it like it’s stolen
Weeded, hella conceded
If it ain’t about money, nigga I don’t need it
Got a hundred grand in my ashtray
Spend a hundred K on a bad day
And I’m tied up like a cholo
Nigga act crazy, my dogs go loco
Kush got me moving slow mo
What my nigga Poblem? That’s my bro bro
Came in through the backdoor
Ten mill this year on the low low
And I’m still smoking free rolls
Krissed out, dumb fucking with the cliko
And my bank full of zeros
Young Wiz will get fly like a hero

Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (what?)

Parling tongue with the mull, light a donut
So my weed that you is ever smoked up
Didn’t make a chocker
Like a real low ride brother, feeling like a mil up a pill
Don’t lock, we ain’t letting all my bros in
But for sure we’ll let yall hoes in
Guess when you pulling money out, baby loving it
Give a dick fore I give a bitch my government (what?)
That’s 8, I got 8 more
Super-duper hot, 88 floor
Unzip this, that’s 8 more
Fuck a pussy and fuck rhymin
We gon live forever, fuck dyin
Get it til I drop, fuck tryin
Pedal to the metal, we flyin
In the fast lane, yelling (diamond!)

Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (what?)

Everything about me
Youg wild nigga, mouth full of gold teeth
Treenbay.com, like to swap meat
Goin crazy on a bitch until she knock me
I’m in that hella fast whip goin top speed
Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean
I drop racks and she drop G’s
Smoke green as I lean, top droppin
Nigga I am all about a buck, falling out a truck
Probly with some hoes that I just met and yea they all gon fuck
Got a man calling up the homies, blowing all the mug
Tryna figure outwhich girl is, she probably toasted
Uh, like a champagne glass
So much money, there ain’t a damn thing sap
Do my damn thing in my campaign add
Let’s get straight to it, don’t let a damn thing past me (what?)

Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say

Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me, everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (bout me)
Everything about me (what?)
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
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"Bout Mine"

"Bout Mine"


[Hook:]
You know what's on my mind
And why I'm always on the grind
Cuz I'm 'bout mine
Cuz I'm 'bout mine
Young Khalifa's the name
Plus you gonna remember one thing
That I'm 'bout mine
That I'm 'bout mine
And I'm due with you dudes
Haters you do what you do
Cuz I'm 'bout mine
Cuz I'm 'bout mine
What we do in the game
Man I'm still doin a damn thing
Cuz I'm 'bout mine
Cuz I'm 'bout mine

The youngest in charge
Known for the hottest in rap
Straight from the top of the map
Yes, I'm a popular cat
Been to the pits of The Burgh
To the left, cocked as my hat
Wiz keep a spliff for the herb
Niggas with knots full of stacks
And I ain't talkin' to cats
I'm overdosin your brain
Go for the dope in this game
Broke when the flow is insane
I'm like the young Shaq of rap
Loaf from the lame
I'm like a Sony to lames
Man, I'm controlling the game
And I'm bout mine
Tell you on your grind
But it's about time
Outshine haters so the paper
Begin to mount right
Bout mine
Lay it down, homie you'll get out-rhymed
On the track, or flat on your back, you'll get out-lined
Keep the goonies with me
Never leave the crib without mine
And no I ain't talkin' ya game
When I say I'm bout shines
I'm talkin dollars, guy
Here's what you should follow by
Young fly, dumb hot, and a nigga 'bout mine

[Hook]

See, I'm a boss to you cats
And here my job is to rap
Spittin' flame to make ya damn sho you lames fall to the back
It's a shame I'm here now, so for your squad it's a wrap
It's the gritty-city that strong-armed onto the map
More than a rapper, in fact
Man, you fuckin' with the finest here
The best one that's rhymin' here
So I guess I'm a pioneer
No question, I'm fly as air
I'm high, but I'm sittin' low
A blast
So if you niggas gotta ask, then your bitch'll know
Sicker flow
Short change nigga
You need bigga dough
You a Kodak moment
Shit I'm a bigger picture pro
You niggas simply spendin chips on these pros
I'd be right to call you a pimp
Cuz your niggas is hoes
You see me a little different
Though you're shit for these hoes
I had them pigeons in my crib
Just washin dishes & clothes
You know it's
The young wise-guy
Grind with my eyes wide
I can't stop for rewind
So ahead of my time

[Hook]

If you 'bout chores, never let another nigga doubt yours
Life is full of lessons and them blessings, better count yours
Watch out for the haters cause your papers what they out for
Be a boss, not just another loss to account for

And the flow sick
You know Wiz gonna split line-for-line
'Till this nigga get so rich
Gonna hold shit
And I keep tellin' you time-and-time again
Youngin' is locust
Movin' so quick
Slow up
Pace until you can your dough up
And you but can't, you can't show love
Stage and the flame make Wiz go nuts

[Hook]
 
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