Wiz Khalifa - G Shyt Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - G Shyt

Adjust my louie v vision, follow up in the spot
As long as me and my gang get in
Hey nigger I came with came to spend chips
On popping champagne and tipping waitresses
G'd up, what you think this is?
Quit your feet up, it's the fast life mama speed up
… the corp, roll the weed up
Nowadays and fuck them with bar
Still nothing changed but the horses in my car
Usually ain't in to showing hoes where I live
But tonight we gonna go to my crib
Be on your toes, your boy …smell the weed on your clothes
He don't know what I did, chop you off at you …
… plus your nigger calling, think he starting to catch quinn
Look at your phone, press n, can't … of what he doesn't know
Plus you figure we're both grown come on

[Chorus]
Money ain't a thang, tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every nigger that's here with me
That's the strategy, g shyt them all, g shyt them all, g shyt them all
...leave bitches with their hands in the air, tell the dj damn it's my song
I ain't trying fall in love with you let me fill your cup then find our way home

After life I'm living, rooftop you gonna need but not killer vision
Order a few shots and them things that you say you do not
Do you prolly gonna give in
Say as long I call it statement for the mission
To get you high as you want, break dress code skip the lines to the top
Ride top down … soon as the dooby get down, roll another one
Hard as … a couple … you bring my brother one
The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't fucking with them
That's just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips
Buy the champagne and spill a well save a sip
And you're here with me in vip taking risk home girl saying shit like rose my favorite
Plus I'm rolling about this weed you ever smell
…your hair, … your nail, she under a spell

[Chorus]
Money ain't a thang, tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every nigger that's here with me
That's the strategy, g shyt them all, g shyt them all, g shyt them all
...leave bitches with their hands in the air, tell the dj damn it's my song
I ain't trying fall in love with you let me fill your cup then find our way home

[Chorus]
Money ain't a thang, tell the waitress call and bring a bottle for every nigger that's here with me
That's the strategy, g shyt them all, g shyt them all, g shyt them all
...leave bitches with their hands in the air, tell the dj damn it's my song
I ain't trying fall in love with you let me fill your cup then find our way home.

Wiz Khalifa - Fly You Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Fly You

Say the trees couldn’t get better need a sort of weather
Sand beneath your toes your drinks come with umbrellas
..ignoring important texts and email messages
Say I do it big I can do it last and this
The mother nigga talk me shit and impress with them
Get the spin and we’ve been for a minute
That explain all the trips I invested in
It’s funny how all the .. and fire ..go around and f*ck ..
Every night in the road you call me ..was worried about the b*tches
now you’re too busypicking diamonds and worried about the prices
if you want it I got it, I’ma pay for it, go .. the champagne ..
or whatever you want it you gotta taste for it
it’s every girls dream but you will wait for it.

Chorus:
Fly you to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly you to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly you to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly you to where I am, I, I, I fly you.

And you no hard goals I go hard..but I work hard for this
You never had to see me ..but mama when you call me ..
Knew f*ck with me that she was taking all the risk
So you ain’t try to give in, sayin’ I’ll be straight and you’ll be the one hurt
and that’s no good, just tryin to put you in the game like a coach would
anything gone just how you should now your friend is jealous
they’re hating on us, we’re so far they can’t tell us
the life we’re living was made for us
When you’re ready give me a call I’ll be waiting on it
All you gotta do is pick me when I pick you up from the airport
And take you straight to the villa ..spend weeks at the day spa
mama keep your day job..

Chorus:
Fly to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly to where I am, I, I, I fly you
Fly to where I am, I, I, I fly you

And no matter where we go you
say you never been
She in love ‘cause I keep it ..not ‘cause the G that I spent
But I do spend G’s on expensive ..
Vintage sneaks in hotel rooms keys
Can’t ..stay the whole week
..no sleep ..

[Chorus:]

Wiz Khalifa - Fly Solo Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Fly Solo

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus]
I had a dream that the whole World was staring at me
I woke up and wasn’t no one there, yeah eh eaah
same song to a different beat
cause sometimes I feels like I’m the only one there
I guess nobody cares, hey
but everythings good until it goes bad
and your gonna tell all the people about the fun you used to have
it hurts when it don’t last
no easy way saying bye
so I’mma spread my wings and head for the sky
and I fly solo
I fly solo
and I fly solo
and I fly solo
and I…

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
I’m tired of being tired
and dealing with your BS,
all the while supplying
the money for your request
without me you’re a dime
but with me you’re a buck fifty, haha
I can get another one quickly
but I’d rather wade it out
take the broken pieces try and fix it

or you could let your pride over weigh the right decision
and I’ll be in the sky you can pay your boy a visit
ha

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
Remember what you said
but what you say to me aint guaranteed to always be the Gospel
I was doing good way before I met you
now you’re off the set
and I’mma let you see the show go on without you
take a bow…think about it
and hopefully we could be friends but I really doubt it
see you be catching feeling’s now and I be catching planes
the story of my life, you’re just another page,

[Chorus 2]
but everythings good until it goes bad
and your gonna tell all the people about the fun you used to have
it hurts when it don’t last
no easy way saying bye
so I’mma spread my wings and head for the sky
and I fly solo
I fly solo
and I fly solo
and I fly solo
and I…

[Outro]
I had a dream that the whole World was staring at me (staring at me)
I woke up and wasn’t no one there (no one there)
yeah eh eaah

Wiz Khalifa - Errday Lyrics (Ft. Juicy J)

Wiz Khalifa - Errday (Ft. Juicy J)

foreign cars, thats errday
a million off a tour, thats errday
hundred broads, that errday
gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
(smokin’ dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday
(smokin dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday

rappin’ ass n-gga
there go wiz he a rappin’ ass n-gga
i’m in a benz gettin’ brain from a centerpiece
before you can mention my name i need 10 at least
i know they hate ’cause of the paper that a n-gga see
light a j and say a prayer for my enemies
yeaa, made men, bunch of made ass n-ggas
when you paid then you with some paid ass n-ggas
i heard that money grow on trees so i grew one
left my old b-tch at home, got a new one
said that i quit drinking but i’m back at it
i said that i quit drinking but i’m back at it
yo b-tch leaving with us n-gga thats tragic
the roof go in the trunk thats magic
she rollin’ weed and she dont even smoke
come to your job and make it flood you goin’ need a boat

foreign cars, thats errday
a million off a tour, thats errday
hundred broads, that errday
gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
(smokin’ dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday
(smokin dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday

i’m 20 years in and i still win
hangin’ with the taylors drinkin’ gin and i’m dancin’
sunday i will ride the bugatti, monday i ride benz
any chick and all of her friends you know im tossin’
big money spend, lil’ money fold
you got 1 grill, juicy got 4
only club that i like gotta have poles
only f-ck with model chicks but i play with hoes
my mansion sittin’ on 40 acres, who the neighbors?
kobe bryant from the lakers, now thats paper
an aston mar’ through the hood i dont need no waiver
‘cause if you n-ggas get wrong, i’ma see you later
blaooow, blaoow, bloaw

foreign cars, thats errday
a million off a tour, thats errday
hundred broads, that errday
gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
(smokin’ dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday
(smokin dope) thats errday
(run through yo doors) thats errday
(pullin’ hoes) thats errday
(get money mo’) thats errday

Wiz Khalifa - Middle Of You Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Middle Of You (Ft. Chevy Woods)

[Chorus]
Theres nothing like my insulated walls around you
It’s so wrong?
Don’t you want to celebrate it
You can find me, somewhere in the middle of you
Somewhere in the middle of you
When I’m looking for the truth
I find it in the middle of you

[Wiz Khalifa]
You know I keep that weed lit
Met her once, you let me hit
You asking for the remix, calling me cause this aint what you want
She say, she need this, G-shit
Rolling Papers, told the neighbours
I be tryna keep you quiet, once we grown we sure to wake ‘em
Roll this weed, before you leave, be sure to bake one
Got a man, but when he gone the boy replace him
Smokin’ OG kush, thats Californication
On the phone you fusssin’, while we fornicating

[Chorus]
Well, I’ma let you roll one
Let you light it nice
Car, let you drive it
Let you have the time of your life
Go on get excited
Got all your friends invited
My jewelry the brightest
Loud weed, I’m smoking Leonidas
On my team, only cause we the tightest
Shopping spree’s, shit I should be your stylist
Them n-ggas try to be with you
When you with me I pound it
Get you so high you gon’ need a pilot

[Chorus]

You roll one, I roll one too
You find me
Me in the middle of you
You roll one, I’ll roll one too
No where I’d rather be
Then the middle of you

[Chevy Woods]
Bottle after bottle,
Got you ready for the World to see it
All 3am in the morning, I’m the one you call
Got the car keys, pedal to the floor, I’m on the way flow
I aint on no kid shit but I stay with some play dough
Keep it Taylored, everyday she noticed that
Roll it up, light with my homies, sit and hold it in
Thats the fact you chillin’ too much
You need excitement
Now you sky high on some first flight shit

[Chorus]
Theres nothing like my insulated walls around you
It’s so wrong?
Don’t you want to celebrate it
You can find me, somewhere in the middle of you
Somewhere in the middle of you
When I’m looking for the truth
I find it in the middle of you

Wiz Khalifa - Taylor Gang Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Taylor Gang

taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
you know i’m reppin’ taylor
on my way from cali, so you know i’m smokin flavour
aint f-ckin with blunts, you know we only smokin’ paper
and i throw it up so that you know just what my name is
muthaf-ck a hater

left the crib with 10 grand bought a hundred pair
i’m the coach i can show you how to be a player
5 faces, the fitted bitches love my hair
camo shorts go with anything i wanna wear
the let me in the club, f-ck a dress code
me and all my n-ggas rollin up the best smoke
og kush from the westcoast
oh you down to f-ck? well shorty lets go
diamonds in my chain n-ggas tryna steal my lane
tryna get my brain bitch, i’m reppin’ taylor gang
smoke till i’m insane, drinkin’ til i’m throwin’ up
only papers if you taylor’d n-gga throw it up
high socks, low cuts
smell that good weed than you know its us
that yellow car pulling up, them n-ggas aint hot so they close to us
down to fly ya two fingers and hold em up

taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
you know i’m reppin’ taylor
on my way from cali, so you know i’m smokin flavour
aint f-ckin with blunts, you know we only smokin’ paper
and i throw it up so that you know just what my name is
muthaf-ck a hater

bought a crib like scarface’s
this is my world
all my n-ggas down to bang but we can try worse
smoking ounces to the head til my lam twirls
i’m the mayor and my bitch look like a fly girl
topic of discussion talk shit cause they bitches love us
plus them n-ggas suckas i got that in living color
all my cars are different colors, all my broads are different colors
all i do is f-ck ‘em once, and i dont call or give ‘em numbers
rolex, more sex, good weed, no stress,
run my town, arms, chest, lift weights, bowflex,
throw your set up, what you rep when you twistin’ ya fingers?
real recognise real and my nig you a stranger
got a bank full of scrilla, a brain full of papers
got a phone full of hoes, and a gang full of taylors

taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
you know i’m reppin’ taylor
on my way from cali, so you know i’m smokin flavour
aint f-ckin with blunts, you know we only smokin’ paper
and i throw it up so that you know just what my name is
muthaf-ck a hater

you see me out i rep my gang,
used serve that john mccain, that john mccain
hold up they dont know my name?
chevy who? chevy who?
look at all that shit them dollars do,
gettin’ all this money wit you know who
it’s taylor gang over you
we poppin bottles gang signs
all my n-ggas gang signs
rollin up gang signs
n-ggas trippin, bang time
hold up, what they say bout us?
same n-ggas gotta get the ok bout stuff
they aint in the same league
they don’t play like us
no stems, no seeds, keep that rolled up
bang on them hoes, we does that
socket work, i just had a plug for that
get your taylor on,
hold for whatever you rep,
throwin up the gang, 4800 still reppin a set
got these n-ggas trippin’, and these bitches too
they just haters though, no matter what we do
what up cuh, on the left side
its taylor gang, and thats or die,
chevy!

taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang, taylor gang,
you know i’m reppin’ taylor
on my way from cali, so you know i’m smokin flavour
aint f-ckin with blunts, you know we only smokin’ paper
and i throw it up so that you know just what my name is
muthaf-ck a hater

Wiz Khalifa - Paper Callin' Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Paper Callin'

[Wiz Khalifa]
Oh, oh, ooooh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, ooooh

Back better than ever
Ask me what I’m doing, I’ve been stacking, autographing
Smoking tree with your girlfriend if she let us
Making sure my bags packed for any weather
Tighten up, your team starting to let up
A (?) need to get it together
I remember there was days I wasn’t able to change clothes
Now I never wear the same clothes
Same goes for my bad bitch, rich and her accent thick
But her ass aint, she’ll carry my last name
Still a step I’ll never miss, I’m on this cash chase
Ballin’ off the glass change
Jordan, me and my gang running the game
You n-ggas just tryna find what the score is
I can hear that money callin’
Aint in the position you’re in, can’t ignore it
I’m all in

And they sayin’ that we changed
Homie, they don’t know as much as they think they know
(as much as they think they know)
And you know I love to stay with you
But I gotta go, baby I hear that paper callin’
(Paper callin’, paper callin’)
Another day, another plane
Baby girl, I hear that paper calling
(Paper callin’, paper callin’)
I’m going out the door as soon as that paper call
(Paper call, paper call)

Wiz Khalifa - Exit Row Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Exit Row

Now i don’t mean to be rude
But every since I ran into you
I’ve been thinking about things I wanna do
I told you I’ve got a room, well
You said you tryna come through
And if ya girl trippin’ than bring her too

Cause I, I aint gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Cause I, I aint gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long

One for the money, two for the show
Three rooms, four chicks who brought pounds to smoke
Five times in your city, now your town should know
Six bottles waiting, Seven time
And you know me, I’m VIP smoking tropical
Love the way my diamond shining like Mop and Go

Take off, take off
She ready for take off
The more you wear to the club the more you gotta take off

And I live fast like the brakes off
Bigger cake in my bank bitch, bake-off
Your pockets on E, weight loss
My goons on top of the beef, steak sauce
And when I’m in the club I blind them hoes like Ray Charles
Used to be your old lady but you got laid off

Take off, take off
She ready for take off
The more you wear to the club the more you gotta take off

Now i don’t mean to be rude
But every since I ran into you
I’ve been thinking about things I wanna do
I told you I’ve got a room, well
You said you tryna come through
And if ya girl trippin’ than bring her too

Cause I, I aint gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Cause I, I aint gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long
Ain’t gon’ wait all night long

Wiz Khalifa - G'd Up Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - G'd Up

Intro - (Wiz Khalifa)

Yeah, it's Young Khalifa Man, yeah, Taylor Gang over everything
Champagne, paper planes, bitch takin' off her wedding ring
Leave with us you'll never be the same, makin' money (in major ways..?)

Hook - (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then Im'a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ain't gotta say nothin' about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas don't do
Pop another bottle, Im'a roll this weed up, I'm so G'd up

Verse 1 - (Wiz Khalifa)

Uh, big-face digits, whips ain't rented
Walk inside the bank bitch I'm Ben Frank friendly
Big cake piled up on my plate shit endless
Throw it in her face watch the bitch make wishes
Walk inside the club, bottles of that liquor
Groupies actin' up, dyin' to get a picture
Rose and Patron, Kush be my cologne
Shorty get to keep her weed them joints already rolled
All my diamonds clean, all I count is cheese
Walkin' on a dream while you tryin' to intervene
On top of that money, them haters in-between
Smokin' sour (seem..?) you can smell it on her weave
Smell it when I leave, niggas catchin' feelings
OG Kush prescription keep me way over the buildin'
Ridin' in my ride, bangin' in my system
High as Whitney tryin' to find a way to get a million

Hook - (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then Im'a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ain't gotta say nothin' about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas don't do
Pop another bottle, Im'a roll this weed up, I'm so G'd up

Verse 2 - (Wiz Khalifa)

Uh, know I'm smokin' sour you can smell it down the hall
Learned this as a youngin', what you sell could get you far
Captain of my team, tell you how to ball
Ain't a game I put that on my marijuana jar
Breakfast on the plane, smell like alcohol
Diamonds in my chain, muscle in my car
Live a movie scene, hundred-dollar jeans
Pocket full'a benji's give them 20's to my broad
Always on my job, been about my business
Killin' all these rappers off now can I get a witness?
Lyin' to the judge, flyin' to the club
Chopper play the barber came to line a nigga up
Heavy in the game, still ain't had enough
We takin' all your bitches and buyin' all the drugs
Couple thousand for the Louis lining in my tub
G'd up from my feet up (... ... ...?)

Hook - (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then Im'a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ain't gotta say nothin' about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas don't do
Pop another bottle, Im'a roll this weed up, I'm so G'd up

Wiz Khalifa - Teach You To Fly Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Teach You To Fly

[intro]
Hey, dont trip, bitch
matter fact I got something you can trip on
gonna need your expensive luggage for this one

[Hook]
I might be with my girl
but you can bring your girls too
and we can do all the kinky things you
think you aint supposed to
I’ll take you out this world
and we can’t get commercial
see I’ma need privacy its obvious you aint learn
so, I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly
I can teach you to fly

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
And she dug my chain
Love my swag, how I does my thang
Love my slang, talk just like me
Say she proud to be taylor gang (taylor gang?)
man I’m paid
tell the waitress bring more champagne
I done made what you tryin to get
and my style is sick cause im taylor made

got no time to waste, see its like we in a race
all the bitches in this club that would die to take your place
girl they call me mr space, and I can let you taste
but you been on the ground for so long
I can teach you to fly

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I’ll take you all the around the world
if we do some things you can get your wings (hey)
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go
private beaches in the sand, Paris, France, Tokyo

we party, we live it,
we party, we live it,
we party, we live it
that good life, I’m gettin it, I’m gravy
no show unless the club owner pays me
Red Bull lil Goose got her crazy
no wheels, the girls wanna kick it where the planes be
but we fly-y-y I can take you somewhere in the sky (girl)
got chicks in the cabin, laughing, autograph em, let her call me captain
aint just at home, I get love anywhere that we go,
I’m always on the road, my bank got a lot of zeros
I’m tellin ya
I got all of this paper no one to spend it on lately
and you’ve been on the ground for so long
I’ma teach you to fly

[Hook]

[Outro]
I’ll take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go
(I can teach you to fly, I can teach you to fly)
Ill take you all the around the world
(I can teach you to fly)
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go

WIZ KHALIFA - Ballin Freestyle Lyrics

WIZ KHALIFA - Ballin Freestyle

I dream of cush blunts, hot fashion and females
She never smoked one below way the weed smells
Pistols in the front, chopper on the back porch
Lord knows I wanna teach him but he asked for
… words, let my money do the talking
I think the game needs some change like you kill for parking
We're to blame, you motherfuckers ground control
We escape, skip the rates, pick a cloud and go
My … bow ratio, bisexual, bad everything I want soon as I let them know
I snap my fingers and God wild be there to …
Call me the deep and you try and sing like the London Bridge
Big city smoke problems, hate me cause I get a plate off it
What are they starving? Where I'm at? … say you got another question, … it
Ask me if I'm falling
Wow.

WIZ KHALIFA - Black And Yellow (G-Mix) Lyrics

WIZ KHALIFA - 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
Rapping 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 that, yellow lack
stealer logo in the back
we banging out, that Taylor gang
dub to your face baby till ya say my name
dont get your clique served
so much Black and Yellow you would think I’m from Pittsburgh
Intern, get yearn

[Chorus]

[Juicy J]
I’ma bumblebee lit up like a crime tree
drinking Hennessey, I’m from Tennessee
Juicy J make their way on their own two
quarter mill for the Phantom, bitch I own you
and that go for every G that I’m f-cking with
Black and Yellow bitches all around me, yeah I did
in the hearse, gotta get that reimbursed
on the pills and that purple pint of Surp
and I stay Louie down to the socks
Range, and watch, weed and glock
fiends to pop
my fans roll with them rubber-band knots
I’m getting old but them rubber bands not n-gga

[Chorus]

[T-Pain]
Catch me in my Lamborghini
(Black and Yellow, black and yellow)
I can rock it on the beat or A-Capella, A-Capella
sideways in the turning lane
fire flame I be burning man
Teddy Pain bout to hurt the game
took a break for a while I’ve been learning things
I learned how to tell a n-gga f-ck you then
(Black and Yellow, black and yellow)
All I do is f-cking win
I told y’all, told y’all
and now I’m on
you thought it was over
you thought I was gone
I’m going in, you dont’ have to let me, have to let me
back from the dead like I’m Machiavelli, Machiavelli

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Black and yellow, all black and yellow
see me now they treating me like I’m somebody special
smoking on that good know that its me as soon as they smell it
you can chill I’m the one who get it not the one who sell it
grind everyday I’m ballin I cant help it
n-ggas on that bullshit my pockets full of Celtics
and them n-ggas hating on us give them best wishes
in the club you aint 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 2 words, Taylor Gang
remix g-shit
the champagnes poured n-gga the weeds lit
lil mama clothes fallin like the leaves in the fall
aint worry bout your friends so bring em all

Wiz Khalifa - Black & Yellow T-Mix Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Black & Yellow T-Mix feat T-Pain, Flint

[Wiz Khalifa - Intro]
Yeah ah ha
you know what it is
Black and yellow black and yellow
Black and yellow black and yellow
(repeated)

[Chorus]
Yeah ah ha you know what it is
everything I do I do it big
Yeah ah ha screaming thats nothin
when I pulled out of the lot thats stuntin
step up in my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow black and yellow
Black and yellow black and yellow
I put it down from my whip to my diamonds
Black and yellow black and yellow
Black and yellow black and yellow
Black and yellow black and yellow

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 1]
Uh black stripe yellow paint
the n-ggas scared of it but them hoes aint
soon as I hit the club look at them hoes face
put the pedal once make the floor shake
suede inside engine roaring
it’s the big boy you know what I pay for it
and I got the pedal to the metal
got you n-ggas 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 n-gga breaking hearts
no keys push to start

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 2]
Got a call from my jeweler this just in
and b-tches love me cuz Im f-cking with their best friends
not a lesbian but she a freak though
this aint for one night I’m shining all week hoe
I’m sippin clicquot and rocking yellow diamonds
so many rocks up in my watch I can’t tell what the time is
got a pocket full of big faces
throw it up cuz every n-gga that I’m with Taylor’d

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 2]
Stay high like how I’m supposed to do
that crowd underneath them clouds can’t get close to you
and my car look unapproachable
super clean but its super mean
she wanna f-ck with them cats
smoke weed count stacks
get fly and take trips and thats that
real rap i let her get high if she want she feel that
convertible drop feel ’87 the top peel back

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - Real Estate Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Real Estate

[Intro]
Ugh
Ya'll already know what it is man
If they wanna know my name, they look up and see the gang
Ugh, it's not a problem, we spending change

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
Got the pedal to the medal when I pull up out the garage
They feelin 'em at all, these n-ggas a mirage
Handling my biz like a full body of massage, hands on
N-ggas gon hate, hoes wanna menage
Cops f-ck wit me hopin to get a charge
Hoes leaving their man, f-ckin us cause our cars
If it's one thing I know, it's smokin and living large
Got me speedin down the interstate
See what I'm eatin, wanna piece up off my dinner plate
Hey she f-ckin me cause how I win a race
Plus I aint cheap, I roll the reefer counting bigger cake
Wait I'm talkin fast car, big estate
Money come in cash plus in the bank
N-gga don't believe me, throw it in your face
Bitch I'm in the building like real estate

[Chorus]
They say I'm still the same
You know it aint a thang
(?) aint a damn thang changed
I'm gettin money, keep the champaigne coming
(?) aint a damn thang funny, nooo, noooo, uh ha
I'm straight, when you gettin money muthaf-kas gonna hate
Find the baddest bitch and get her number,
I don't even call her (call her, call her)

Feel like a million dollars

When they make it,
They should put my face up on a million dollar bill
Dollar bill, dollar bill
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
When they make it,
They should put my face up on a million dollar bill
Dollar bill, dollar bill
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Hey

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
Ballin's not a hobby, it's my occupation
Hoes on my dick, that's my confirmation
Couple stars with me, that's a constelation
Jacksons, Grants, Benjys, that's my conversation
Touch the pedal once, it look like I'm racing
Eyes chinese, smoke like I'm jamacian,
V.I.P rollin' doobies up and face it
12 bottles of Rose, I'm on some gang sh-t
Gettin all the sh-t, cake crumblin
Aint nothin, told them lil n-ggas I take from 'em
Laughin my all the way to the bank
Tried to talk but they can't
They just stand ther, e when they starin
Hatin, mumblin,
What you make a year, I guarantee I spend it clubbin
Started kinda hot, now it's safe to say we bubblin
400 on a zip, blow it all day
Another city, state, another mill to make

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - Star Of The Show Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Star Of The Show

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

[Wiz Khalifa]
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 n-ggas 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 n-gga, my money growing
and I can do what I what, went form being hated on
to n-ggas try to go down the same road I made it on
aint no love lost but aint no love shown
so now when n-ggas 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)
n-ggas 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)

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
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 n-gga 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
sh-t 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]

Wiz Khalifa - Stoned Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Stoned

Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh
You probably think you know where this is going,
Why I sing this kind of song,
Somebody rolling let’s get it on,
While life I get to know it gets on.

I remember back in the day
(Pick your song, pick your song)
Before I taught about getting paid,
(Pick your song, pick your song)
The ladies here won’t give me no play,
(Pick your song, pick your song)
The haters they have nothing to say.
(Pick your song, pick your song)
…to the world,
The radio is showing me no love,
I guess my offer was just not enough,
I can’t complain with how this was.
I know I’m just..
With my baddest bitch we’re just kicking in the…
Watching bitches getting roasted,
Vision getting clear…
Row her ass low, never under the clouds, baby
And we flow in.

Chorus: (x2)

I started coming up in the game
The people started calling my name,
They tried to pull me in L.A.
And we had to go our separate ways.
Is there a fuss and I’m flipping now,
I did my thing and figure it out,
Security tripping and I’m putting it out.

And now people’s got champagne, fast cars,
…
Cocaine and marijuana, that aroma make you wanna taste it.
Horses on my car, little ….on my bracelet,
When you live just like a star it feels so amazing.
Chorus: (x2)

Now that I focus, one thing they know is:
If you know what your game is,
You know probably know how to play
O.K., no …, no seeds, I keep it gee.
If you know what your game is,
You know probably know how to play.

Wiz Khalifa - Bad Guy Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Bad Guy

Super villain, outlaw, renegade
Smoking, drinking … with my lemonade
Don’t gotta chase these bitches dog this ain’t a race
I make all this money throw it in your face
Said you know my name but you can’t say it right
Long as you let me fucking, you can stay the night
I play the game, you playing safe, let’s take shots try no chase
Then we slide like home base

Aha, so pick your time and please tell me where you wanna go
Don’t need to ask no questions you should already know
Got … bottle yeah we keep it popping champagne
…
Cause I’m the bad guy, say I’m the bad guy,
I’m the bad guy, say that to the bad guy
And I need a bad girl, and I need a bad girl X 2
I’m the one your parents wonder about the nigger of your wildest dreams

Coupld of thousand dollars on this roze
Like girls who came that far but don’t stay
We can go to my house or back to your place
You bring a friend and then we go both ways
Fuck’em with these niggers cause our money’s good
Superstar status plus I keep it hood

Aha, so pick your time and please tell me where you wanna go
Don’t need to ask no questions you should already know
Got … bottle yeah we keep it popping champagne
…
Cause I’m the bad guy, say I’m the bad guy,
I’m the bad guy, say that to the bad guy
And I need a bad girl, and I need a bad girl X 2
I’m the one your parents wonder about the nigger of your wildest dreams

Bad guy so I keep a bad bitch woman,
Know how to roll a joint and live a life like a bring it back
Bad guy so I keep a bad bitch woman,
Know how to roll a joint and live a life like a villain

Some wonder how I could do the hard times
But I can do that, they say
I’m the bad guy, say I’m the bad guy,
I’m the bad guy, say that to the bad guy
And I need a bad girl, and I need a bad girl X 2
I’m the one your parents wonder about the nigger of your wildest dreams

Wiz Khalifa - Stuntin Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Stuntin

Yea, you already know,
When I walk the fuck by
You can’t act like I ain't the fliest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthafuckin sorry ass life

Chorus:
You can’t say I’m not the freshest niggga’ you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans
That's probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I’m good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stuntin' like a young n-gga supposed to
Stunt'n like I'm supposed to

Ridin' with my hat cocked back
Smokin' something good 3 blunts and I’m smacked out
All city on smash, game on padlock
26 inch rims throw 'em on the matchbox
6 bad hoes man I can’t choose one
3 cell phones I just can’t use one
You see how often I spit
You just off bread hun
This the shit they can’t do young
Talk fly if you look 'em in the air
Too young, you wonder where I got these Gucci pair of shoes from
A lot of yall mad
To me it’s just funny
I see why yall hatin man the hoes just love me
And you know I’m gettin' shhh
F-ck it I ain’t gotta say it
The tab taken care of n-gga I ain’t gotta pay it
Yea, I’m all day with it, year round
I bet if you was here now

Chorus:
You can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I’m good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stunt'n like a young n-gga supposed to

Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up
me I ride clean
neck froze up
bad b-tch on the side
my n-ggas all rich
foreign whips is what they drive
yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too
see them guys with me? they gettin' money too
ride 22's and got heat so
if a n-gga try me you a big prob you runnin' into
I smoke a lot need blunt or 2
at a time whole pounds I be runnin' through
yea, I got a dime b-tch coming through
cuz I pimp like I'm supoosed to
wonder how I get it like this, I could show you
it’s all leather in the whip when I roll through
this year I'm a get shit cleared
take a look at this kid

Chorus:
You can’t say I'm not the freshest n-gga you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
Thats probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
Im good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stunt'n like a young n-gga supposed to

Wiz Khalifa - Huey Newton Lyrics (Ft. Curren$y)

Wiz Khalifa - Huey Newton (Ft. Curren$y)

Fast livin, Good weed, Bad women,
rollin up joints wit hash in ‘em.
True pot head, do everything last minue.
Not concerned wit the cash im spendin
because the cash i get it
groupies fall through an crash wit us
watch movies, laugh
go in they bag and smoke they last wit us
bongs, bowls, vapors, gas masks and stuff
niggas know we the shit, cameras flash on us
roll the grass up, bottles on chill, fill ya glass up
niggas losin they bitches soon as they glance,
cause they know the difference between the small time business
and the enterprise my nigga
aint been gone, its just been a while my nigga
battery strong, i’m energized my nigga
i’m tryin to ball, you playin a game.
haters sayin I changed, I say look at my chain MAANNEEE

[CHORUS]

Why they hate me boy
i’m just goin hard cause its out there for us
now im all in they faces, cause im on the road
now they gotta talk about me when im gone
now they gotta talk about me when im gone
now they gotta talk about me when im gone

Wiz Khalifa And Tyga - Black & Yellow Remix Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa And Tyga - Black & Yellow Remix

Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]
Yeah, 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'
What i pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' 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]

[verse 1:]
Uh, black stripe, yellow paint, them niggas scared of it but them hoes aint
Soon as i hit the club look at them hoes face
Hit the petal once make the floor shake
Suede insides, my engine roarin'
It's the big boy, you know what i payed for it
And i got the petal to the metal
Got you niggas checkin' game, i'm ballin' 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 breakin' 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 screamin' thats nothin'
What i pulled off the lot, thats stuntin'
Reppin' 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]

[verse 2:]
Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
Bitches love me cause i'm fuckin' with their best friends
Not a lesbian, but she a freak though

This aint for one night i'm shinin' all weak hoe.
I'm sippin' cleeko and rockin' yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in the watch i can't tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up cause every nigga 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 thats nothin
What i pulled off the lot, thats stuntin
Reppin 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]

[verse 3:]
Stay high like how i'm supposed to do
That crown 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
Reppin 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]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything i do, i do it big
Yeah, uh huh screamin that's nothin
What i pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
Reppin 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]