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Wiz Khalifa

Genres: Hip-Hop

Taylor Lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Okay 

Know what I'm sayin' 

 

I ain't gon' keep playin' with y' all 

Not like I was before though, haha 

Uh 

 

Back seat, how I like to ride 

Two freaks tryna fit inside 

 

Just left the club, now she wanna slide 

Nigga keep callin' so she tryna hide 

 

Big chain, got her eyes wide 

Big dough, nigga no lie 

 

Presidential, monumental 

She only fucks with you when the rent due 

 

I'm tryna bag one when I spin through 

On the grind, gettin' money's not an issue 

 

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You know it's the bomb just by the scent 

Nigga sayin' he a pimp but he doin' shit that tricks do 

 

Lot of bullshit I been through 

It made me a boss and my whole team official 

 

We just stickin' to the script 

Niggas sayin' they get down but I promise they don't do it like this 

 

'Bout to take another trip 

Tell my bitch roll another zip 

 

And my gang don't slip 

Smoke trees, count a mil' before I dip 

 

So much that the bank can't fit 

She chose up, you can't blame her 

 

We in the room high as a skyscraper 

We came this far ain't gon' changeup, homie that's Taylor 

 

Straight gang, what I give her 

Big crib but I made it out of Pittsburgh 

 

No time for the fuck shit 

We pull up, cleanest niggas at the function 

 

All white Benz lookin' for some skins 

Make sure I got room for you plus your friends 

 

Straight card, no cash 

Heard them niggas be simply' so them niggas ain't lastin' 

 

Get a joint and put gas in 

Them niggas ain't even in my way, I move past 'em 

 

Everything I make classic 

And niggas be hatin' but to me, 

that ain't natural 

 

And it's pay me, fuck you 

Smell two K's when 

 

I come through 

I just want another zip 

Niggas, sayin' they get down but 

 

I promise they don't do it like this 

 

'Bout to take another trip 

Tell my bitch roll another zip 

 

And my gang don't slip 

Smoke trees, count a mil' before 

 

I dip 

So much that the bank can't fit 

 

She chose up, you can't blame her 

We in the room high as a skyscraper 

 

We came this far ain't gon' changeup, 

homie that's Taylor 

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