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