Wiz Khalifa

[fox69]

"Spotlight"
(feat. Killa Kyleon)

"Spotlight"
(feat. Killa Kyleon)



[Wiz Khalifa:]
10 steps ahead of these niggassss... Fool
Dats why they fuck with me instead of these niggas YEA!
Thahahaha... yeaaaa... dis beat go perfect with ma belt
Hahaha... match ma damier luggage too
Joints rolled up... that's louis vuitton... (UH)... bad bitchs and cold drinks
YEAAAA!... you know what it is man... Taylor gang

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
(UH) No joint roaches in ma car
Play the game smart
We gon' get dis chesse, don't give police ah reason to fuck us off
I done seem the ups
Not a stranger to the downs, buh for now it's smoke divas in my loft
Champagne with bitchs with foreign names
Ma homie hit me on da text, he ain't want nothin buh to tell me that I got next
Need keep it G
I'm in yo' town frequently
Got the bottles, bring the trees, watch sum movies, hit dis weed
Yea nigga livin' care free
Please don't blow my fly, pardon the high
Nigga tendencies
Can't duplicate us but the planes what they pretend to be
Through all the bullshit overcame and still remain ah G
(Thaha) Clicquot slow and sour D smoke
She leave the room you smell it on her fingers bro
Asking silly questions bout "Where you been"?
Saying "You look different"
Had the time of her life not to mention
You ain't been this high in ah minute
Took ownership of the air, I'm fly, you niggas just trynna visit

[Chorus:]
(Yeaaaaaaaa) (YAAAAAAAAAA BITCH!)
Where ever that paaaper go, I'm gon' get it, so mami are you with it?
I gotta knoowwww, we in da spotlight
Never been high as you are till' you get on my flight
Up and awayyyyyyyy we go, on my plane
Mama they know my name, everywhere that we goooooo
Need they rep the gang everywhere that we gooooo
Everywhere that we gooooo (uo-oooohhhh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
While you at home on twitter trynna hackin' her page and shyt
We smoking and crackin jokes on how lame ya is (Uhhh)
Hotel room right up by da water
Even taught her how to use ah joint roller
A tight end became from underground lik ah oiler
Here like I never left, back like ah spoiler
Give my keys to valet
Waiter take ma order
Ya'll been waitin for real niggas to eat the way they ought to' (Heyy) (Kylly run it)

[Verse 3: Killa Kyleon]
Me and Khalifa, call it dat gush reefer
Good drank dat'll seat ya
Put chu in ah sleeper, louis' on ma beepers buh I see that bread (Clearly Tho)
G.O.O.D music is the consequnce, we legends (Really Tho)
Minus Kanye, buh we got this money in common
We get it day and night
Gutter marijuy don't want it
I'm the shit, no plumbin
Money talk, no hummin
Put the GPS on it
Located, I'm comingggg
I'm in something Paper-Plated
Get it, decapitate it
And if the bomb creams
Super boats swangs fascinated
With the fast life
Haters to the left I got my cash right
Irish spring green make 'em blow it like a bag pipe
Lit up like a flashlight
VVS's is in my necklace lookin like bad dikes
All my bitches bad like
Mike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim Kardash type
5 star chicks, first class like my last flight.

[Chorus:]
Where ever that paaaper go, I'm gon' get it, so mami are you with it?
I gotta knoowwww, we in da spotlight
Never been high as you are till' you get on my flight
Up and awayyyyyyyy we go, on my plane
Mama they know my name, everywhere that we goooooo
Need they rep the gang everywhere that we gooooo

 

[fox69]

"Stand Up"
(feat. Chevy Woods)

"Stand Up"
(feat. Chevy Woods)



[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Listen, I came in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin, a hustler 'till I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumpin, the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothin and seen worse
The long-armed Khalifa reachin with each verse
I got that food for your thought, plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know
I'm tame with the flow, I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a Martin Luther, I preach to the constitution in peace
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them Now and Laters
The cannon blast your candy ass if you try and hate it
I made it, cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent, since benji got the bread involved I'm
Lovin this shit, come fuck with the prince
I'm leavin heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name, I'm beatin the rap game
Just like nigga huggin the strip (why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do, fall back I don't fuck with you
We make it happen the clappin know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads, give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like a oven dude

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill, far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes, you all hype in that propaganda
Gats spot, you cats shot, but not from cameras
Back Glock, cause snap shots'll stop your plan up
Stuck in my ways, the haze taste like tropicana
Thinkin the days of way back, people will say that
The youngin was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listenin play back, I got it made
Obligated to gettin passin grades and blaze tracks
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self-made, twelfth grade, boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move
[?] can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speedin, listenin to Big and Em
Fresh outta class with the weed tucked in my Timberlands

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Star Of The Show"

"Star Of The Show"


Loving you, is all I wanna do
Loving you, is all I wanna do

Yeeah
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh

See I’ve been going on and on for ever
them haters probably wonder when I’m gone stop, never!
most of it’s been good but I’ve seen some bad weather
and niggas watching now, wouldn’t even give me an umbrella
but I aint tripping, I made a million on my own
may come to your surprise but I pictured it all along
when I was 16, finna get put out my home
now the man making money, my nigga, my money growing
and I can do what I what, went form being hated on
to niggas try to go down the same road I made it on
aint no love lost but aint no love shown
so now when niggas call I just don’t pick up the phone
I’m breaking down the weed, put it in the bong
blow a hundred racks, put it in the song
party every weekend, hardly ever home
don’t see me face to face so you have to talk about me when I gone

[Chorus]
stay away from the fake or phoney (phoney)
niggas who can’t support their own
so keep pay me from the crowd
everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-owww
the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)

The drinks poured up, weed’s rolled up
and all my jewelery ice to piece froze up
I only like to see the hoes who keep their nose up
have any nigga in the World but she chose us
I remember them same hoes aint even notice us
get you to buy us a drink than its over cuz
we back around the time that she sober’d up
shit aint been the same since the limosuine showed up
the best moments of my life
never filled this much plastic off of Polo in my life
rarely gon to see, smoking with ya wife
plus anything you want I can afford to buy it twice
it’s the way we know, wake up in the morn’
like “where did all my paper go”
grow some more weed and get medicated
everyday is a holiday so we celebrated

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Star Of The Show"

"Star Of The Show"


Loving you, is all I wanna do
Loving you, is all I wanna do

Yeeah
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
See I've been going on and on for ever
Them haters probably wonder when I'm gone stop, never!
Most of it's been good but I've seen some bad weather
And niggas watching now, wouldn't even give me an umbrella
But I ain't tripping, I made a million on my own
May come to your surprise but I pictured it all along
When I was 16, finna get put out my home
Now the man making money, my nigga, my money growing
And I can do what I what, went form being hated on
To niggas try to go down the same road I made it on
Ain't no love lost but ain't no love shown
So now when niggas call I just don't pick up the phone
I'm breaking down the weed, put it in the bong
Blow a hundred racks, put it in the song
Party every weekend, hardly ever home
Don't see me face to face so you have to tlak about me when I gone

[Chorus:]
Stay away from the fake or phoney (phoney)
Niggas who can't support their own
So keep pay me from the crowd
Everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-owww
The show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
The show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
The show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
The show-ow-owww (ow-owww)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
The drinks poured up, weed's rolled up
And all my jewelery ice to piece froze up
I only like to see the hoes who keep their nose up
Have any nigga in the World but she chose us
I remember them same hoes ain't even notice us
Get you to buy us a drink than it's over cause
We back around the time that she sober'd up
Shit ain't been the same since the limosuine showed up
The best moments of my life
Never filled this much plastic off of Polo in my life
Rarely gon to see, smoking with ya wife
Plus anything you want I can afford to buy it twice
It's the way we know, wake up in the morn'
Like "where did all my paper go"
Grow some more weed and get medicated
Everyday is a holiday so we celebrated

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Star Power"

"Star Power"


[Intro:]
Turn Me Up A Little Bit Mark... (YEEEAAAHHH)

It's young Khalifa Man, Star Poweerr

Taylor Gang Or Diiee It's Star Year Get Used To It (Uhh Huh)

[Verse 1:]
Uh, Feel Like The Sky Is The Limit And Nuthin Come Easy Gotta Grind Till You Get It (Gotta Grind baby), They Say The Star Life Is Addictive And Me I'm So High I'm Flyin defying Physics,
I'm Wearin Hundered Dollar Draws No Flaws, Wizzel On A Hands free call young Boss, (The Young Boss) Blackberry Ringin, Side Kick Buzzin, Got Ma Money Right, Can't Tell Me Nuthin, If I Said I Wasent All In, I Be Lieing Like A Lady Who's Fallin, Chain Sick And The Watch Face Swollen, See Me Now Wish Id Go Back To Tha Old Him, But Wizzel Won't Change For Tha World... I Live Life Fast And Any Day Could Be Your Last, Blow Ten Stacks And Go Need Get It Back Ina Hour,
Is What Tha Fuck I Call Star Power Let's Go...

[Chorus: x2]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In your City every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)

[Verse 2:]
Yep It's Good livin Got Me Open,
Make You Feel Like You Took A Hit Up When I'm Smokin, The High Life Yee Thass Ma Life Need It's Possible To Die Twice, But Chu Only Live Once So I'm a Live It Up Pop Bottle After Bottle Rollin Kush Filled Blunts (That's Good Shiiiet)
I Feel Like Iv Been Chosen And I Don't Fix It If It's Broken I Buy a New One... (HaaHaa) The Way I Blow Hundreds Make People Say They Shoulda Never Gave Niggas Money, (YEEEH) If You Was Me Id Garanteed Youd Do Tha Same Thing, Cop Anything When You Want It... (Star Power) They Say Fame The Most Dangerous Drug... I Play With It Now I Can't Get Enoughh!
And Came Up A Customer But Now I'm The Supplier
And That's What I Call Star Power Let's Go!

[Chorus:]
They Say You Get Out Whatcha Put Into It so my all's what I give (I give)
And I Don't Just Talk About The Life Of A Star Homie That's What I Live (Live)
And The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy)
(YEEAAAAHHHH)
In Every City And Every State With My Taylor Gang Family
(Family)

[Outro:]
Yee Man It's Your Boy Wizzel Here, Lotta People Come Up To Me Askin Me, Yo Wizz... whatchu You Got All Dem Tatttoo's For... What If You Gotta Get A Job, I Say I Got A Job BITCH I Ink Ma Whole Body I Don't Give A Mutha FUCK I'm a STAR!... AHHA

 

[fox69]

"Starstruck (Remix)"

"Starstruck (Remix)"


This your boy Wiz Khalifa man
And I'm a talk my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope ya'll niggas is used to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get used to it

I woke up from a California dream again,
Next to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet again
You call her a groupie hoe?
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and when
I be on that 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to land
And get home in the daytime, way about the PM
Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be sleeping in
And they ask me if I'm lonely
I ain't long as my money good cause she my one and only
Critics got they face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out here putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position getting comfy
Drinking bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay with me some backup, in case you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga holy

They call me the 501 Don
Mr. know he got a pear of 501's on
My marijuana strong and these hoes ain't shit but probably calls
Dog I met her at the club, we was fucked up wildin
Made it to my crib we was both drunk, driving
Now you on some lame shit, claiming you're my main bitch
Do us both a fav, don't text, don't call me, darling
I was made to ball it's like Spaulding rolling
They say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter than New Orleans, or a geoge foreman grill,
And Chevy eyes caught like Jalil
I'll is what I go so I need sudafed,
Big dog nigga all ya'll poodle fed
Money in the wall all through the vent
Still got time to blow

 

[fox69]

"Stay In Your Lane"

"Stay In Your Lane"


[Hook:]
These dudes better stay in they lane
And get there brain on the right track
Now you gotta check that you can't cash
And you let ya mouth write that
We ain't playin' when the shit get real
Talk shit get your life snatched
And don't rest better guard ya grill
Thats how it is cause its like that

I move blocks to rude pops and dude drops
I'm too hot mix J, Big, and 2Pac
So move not I'm way big and dude shot
Ya crew watch I'm hot bitch and you not
I'm not a fake matter
Nigga I don't pop shit about my cake holla
Make dollars but you perp and you make nada
Not a man, not a cent ho I stay propa
Face scholar nigga let the trey 8's holla
And punk nigga play dumb get ya face swallowed
You not a hustla dog
You don't know what half a brick means
In rap, you get eight like half of sixteen
I'll bash ya team dang I'm sickening
I'm dope plus coke will smash ya trip beam man
But before all them balls come and lump ya face
With all that tuff talk and pump ya brakes
Ease back shawty

[Hook]

Ya rhyming's a waste can I mean with this basic look
The mean to face it'll eat through ya face and then
I breeze through this place
No heat on my waste, but still
Will eat through your face with knees in this place
I'm on the move now, high price big places
Leave them niggas like 100 with the big faces
Niggas try to act bad in them red cases
Till that metals in they mouth like a pair of braces
Big road talk slick up in them fake lies
Same time he just another fruit up in the grape vine
You see I laugh clock math cause I take time
And you trash plus ass at the waste line
And don't test, cause dude you'll be loosing your breathe
Got respect like I movin' the tech
And I advise you and your crew to doin' your best
Try and get your mind right or we'll be movin it left

[Hook]

You see its real when a nigga say
Ballin, really got dough, real that he say he push coke
But really got blow
Common that he claimin that he thug but he not doe
And when do a nigga say he spittin' really got flow
I ain't playin around
I'm not a gangster
But if you cross mine I'll be layin' them down
Yeah, you talk about poppin' ya heat
But when the beefs on them real OG's
Will come and rock you to sleep
Coward, In my advice you should think twice
Before you cross the path of a real nigga, live the street life
Who pull cards and reach for they heat right
'N you'll get smoked like them tree in the peace pipe
Man they put you in the dirt yeah
You steady throwin' up the set
But you ain't never put in work there
So all that talk about the game you bang
Just stay in your lane before a shot lay in your frame

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Stay The Same"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Stay The Same"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Hook - Juicy J:]
They say money make you change up
Fuck it then, I'm tryina change up
Yeah, I'm tryina get my change up
Bitch, I'm just tryina fuck the game up
(Woah) You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
(Uh) You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
(Uh) You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
Hell no, boy, I'm tryina fuck the game up

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]
Started from the bottom, then I came up
Niggas still broken tryna' blame us
I'd be on fire, they just flame up
You can never understand where I came from
Uh, you think I worked this hard to stay the same?
Hell no, we'd be in the thangs switching lane to lane
Bitch, you're still broken, I am the one to blame?
Do your thing, just don't hate the player, nigga hate the game
Woah, woah, I work to esteem, to a beamer, pretty motto bitch
Pussy wet as Aquafina
I got things I used to dream of, everything a little cleaner
Every time a nigga see me, I'm in something new

[Hook - Juicy J:]
They say money make you change up
Fuck it then, I'm tryina change up
Yeah, I'm tryna' get my change up
Bitch, I'm just tryna' fuck the game up
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
Hell no, boy, I'm tryna' fuck the game up

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Started off broke, now I'm a change up
Nigga you ain't nothing, you are stranger
Seen you in the club upon the lame stuff
Probably cause your chick gave the thang up
Anywhere I'm at, get my gang up
You'd be in the cuff with your chains at
You'd be in the snitches giving names up
I ain't in the diss, so I came look
Can't touch, can't fake
Never met a chick that I can't take
Never had a patience, so I can't wait
Never been a hater, so I can't hate

[Hook - Juicy J:]
They say money make you change up
Fuck it then, I'm tryina change up
Yeah, I'm tryna get my change up
Bitch, I'm just tryna' fuck the game up
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
You think I worked this hard to stay the same?
Hell no, boy, I'm tryna fuck the game up

[Outro - Juicy J:]
Broke bitches all in my business
Only thing worse is a bunch of broke niggas
You know how niggas get it when a nigga ain't getting it?
What's the use of making money if a nigga can't spend it?
I got broke bitches all in my business
Only thing worse is a bunch of broke niggas
You know how niggas get it when a nigga ain't gettin' it?
What's the use of making money if a nigga can't spend it?

 

[fox69]

"Stayin Out All Night"

"Stayin Out All Night"


[Hook:]
I had so much champagne up in the club
And I ain't come up here and I ain't looking for love
I'm a leave all my problems out on the floor
I'm a drink so much that I can't make it home
So would you take me home? (Yeah)

[Refrain:]
Now we rollin' on, stayin' out all night
Stayin' out all night, stayin' out all night
Getting drunk, stayin' out all night
Stayin' out all night, stayin' out all night
Crashing a party, stayin' out all night
Stayin' out all night, stayin' out all night
Getting this money, stayin' out all night
Stayin' out all night, stayin' out all night

Leaving all my problems at the door
Pouring up, soon as you think it's enough they bringin' more
Hanging onto what niggas told me "get your paper up"
You work hard for what you got, they could never take it from you
All you need is a little patience, let me demonstrate
All my niggas in the game, we talkin' 'cause we been through it
Rolling weed in raw papers, taking shots, gin got me faded
If I get back to your spot, won't know how I made it
Now I made my way in the game
So much money, don't know how a nigga stayin' the same
I'm too straight, I get high all day, I take it straight to the brain
I stay fly all week, like seven days on a plane
Came here to spend it not leave with it
That KK rolled up, let my team hit it
Some Bombay, let's sip 'til it's mayday
That fuck shit don't play
[Laughs]

[Hook]

Yeah, keep the good times rollin' and the champagne pourin'
On the plane and I don't know where I'm goin'
Make sure my team keep ballin' and the hoes keep callin'
And the money keep fallin' on the floor
Where you tryna go, only care about what's in your drink
Say you tryna go hard, you don't think about tomorrow
You Don't care about what people think
You don't care about waitin' outside
You be with everybody up in the front
You yellin' "face down, ass up" up in the club
And now we all turning up (let's party)
I'm in the club rolling weed like I'm Marley
Smoking dearly departed
That's kill, too real, come to me get it started
And them bottles be poppin' like it's 4th of July
We just pourin' them shots, back shootin' courts in the sky
Pouring some for the girls, and pouring more for my guys
Cause we made it my niggas, I just wanna thank my niggas
Hear them niggas talking shit, but they ain't my niggas

[Refrain]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Still Blazin"

"Still Blazin"


[Chorus]
Still blazin, still blazin, still blazin
Cause ganja power its so amazin
give me the strength and protection, keep praisin
each and everydayeeee
[x2]

[Wiz Khalifa]
why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just gimme quiet place and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business don't nobody gotta know
let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone

[Verse 1]
and its gettin hard to see you cause my eyes low
marijuana minutes, nigga time slow
on a kush clock, there's always time to smoke
say I look high? I say I'm high bro
still blazin on with me, just facin
I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion
I couldn't wait to go and cop from ray and them
rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement
had dro for sale but niggas was smokin haze then
blew a O a day then, don't know but somehow I made away
and nigga them bills need pay but I'm...

[Chorus]

why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business, don't nobody gotta know
lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone,

[Verse 2]
400 a zip nigga that's what I'm on
and I'm gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone
smokin og kush from another time zone
as the smoke begins to pile on
wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm
you niggas styrofoam, lightweight
I'm on my 13th oz, quite baked
you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache
you off that good weed, you need a nice break
see I roll j's up all day and you wont have to put a 8th in
they sayin its amazin how I'm..

[Chorus]