Paperbond Lyrics - O.n.i.f.c. - Wiz Khalifa

Yup 

Yeah yeah 

Oh 

Hahahaha 

Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup 

Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup 

I got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' life 

Ain't gon' ever run out 

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

Uhh 

Get the cork out the bottle 

Get that money up and make your style a lil harder to follow 

I've been hustlin' all the time, that's the only thing I know 

Now my watch is worth 30 thousand, got Cuban links and Italian 

Boy I'm gettin' it 

Ridin' in my ride lookin' filthy rich 

Killin' these niggas I ain't innocent, my bad 

Ain't paid the cost, see they just watch me then copy my swag 

Say I fell off that's where you lost me 

How's that when my name is in my upholstery 

I'm rollin' up and goin' places across seas 

Hopin' the neighbor don't smell the shit I bake 

And every day I'm on another plane 

I hardly sleep, but hey I wouldn't have it any other way 

Now here we are, now there we go 

You rollin' on to where we smoke it all today 

Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go 

Now here we are 

I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane 

But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go) 

Now here we are 

I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane 

But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go) 

Uh, so much money that when I pull up 

Hop out and walk in the bank teller look at me funny 

Know how much I get, know I'm liable to walk up in this bitch 

Like Tony with big blue bags of this shit 

And tell 'em, "Count it up" 

Ridin' round in that Cali got OG kush in my body 

My nigga I keep it G and that's Gucci or that Gianni 

I'm gettin' dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazzi 

Mo' money, mo' problems, not how I see, huh 

Mo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruh 

Damn, ain't it funny how time pass 

Only nigga in first class 

Now here we are, now there we go 

You rollin' on to where we smoke it all today 

Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go 

Now here we are 

I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane 

But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go) 

Now here we are 

I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane 

But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go)