Cookout Lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

A nice round of applause 

Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to shout out Taylor Gang 

And shout out my car keys, haha it's big business bitch. 

I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, smoking 

Like a G Should 

On my fly oldschool shit. Clint Eastwood 

Tell a friend, bring a friend. its a Cookout 

We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn this bitch out. 

Roll another doubie 

Only papers baby fill it with that oh-wee 

Let a G roll the OG then roll one for OG 

Yeah that's the homie 

Zig zags baby no leaf 

Acting like you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie 

If thats gin nigga, pour me 

sippin' slow she go down slow like a slow leak 

cop the car from the dealer 

pulled off thumbs up to the homie mac miller 

King kong young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme spiller 

All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost count I don't ever think its enough 

I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done done it. Gone. 

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I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, smoking 

Like a G Should 

On my fly oldschool shit. Clint Eastwood 

Tell a friend, bring a friend. its a Cookout 

We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn this bitch out. 

Drop top. leather seats 

Tape deck playing, she a freak 

It aint about money, it aint my language 

Don't know my name in memory of Rick James Bitch 

You know that I'm a Taylor Dog 

So to the cops Cartoon George "which way'd he go?" 

Shit, nigga I done blew 80 O's, then 80s O's, then 80 Mo 

In my lifetime, No Jay Z 

Just Oz's, roll something. smoke weed. 

Drink liquor, double cups 

No lean in it. fuck is up? 

I tell her "bitch I be airborne" 

Then in a minute in my lap where her hair goin' 

She Keep it G, she love a nigga 

I tell her chill, I'm fucking witcha 

I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, smoking 

Like a G Should 

On my fly oldschool shit. Clint Eastwood 

Tell a friend, bring a friend. its a Cookout 

We gon' drink, we gon' smoke. we gon turn this bitch out. 

I'mma roll one up, and you should 

We gon' smoke old school joints, clint eastwood 

I'mma roll one up, and you should 

We gon' smoke old school joints, clint eastwood 

Just parked the time machine bitch 

you can write a movie off the shit I done seen 

rolling them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of green 

Smoking when I'm rapping niggas don't get no time between 

Yeah I came up in the game, it took time you see 

I'll show you how to get your money up and get high as me 

Talked to my Dad the other day said he proud of me 

My girl says she found 30 racks when she found my jeans 

I told her blow it, like her nose was running 

What you hating me for fam get some hoes or something 

Niggas know me for twisting a whole key 

Fuck around I might charge you a O or something 

I'm a let you hold it and you owe us nothing 

its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it when you cuffin 

Got a projecter in the crib like nino 

Niggas aint gotta talk about it, we know. 

Taylor Gang we are heros. Motherf**ker 

I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, smoking 

Like a G Should 

On my fly oldschool shit. Clint Eastwood 

Tell a friend, bring a friend. its a Cookout 

We gon' drink, we gon' smoke. we gon turn this bitch out. 

I'm gon roll one up, and you should 

We gon' smoke old school joints, clint eastwood 

I'm gon roll one up, and you should 

We gon' smoke old school joints, clint eastwood