Maan! lyrics

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WIZ KHALIFA lyrics : "Maan!"

Is it recording?
Love is Life, and life is livin', $#[email protected] awesome yeah!
I smoked a whole a damn pound, Imma need another one

Eyes closed I won't come down
Only papers, no we don't $#[email protected] with blunts
Nigga

I just dont be sharing weed
A ^!$$% got pounds to burn thats apparent
Just cause you up in this (*##$

Dont mean you gon' hit this %#@!
You better roll somethin'
Coughin' like you got a cold or something

I'm tryin to O.D. off THC
Nigga $#[email protected] around gave Young Khalifa a pound
Smoke the whole thing up in a week

Roll a joint put a worm around that mother$#[email protected] smoke it to the face
Awww %#@!! Nigga say he got some KK and he said he on the way
Big P told me CHURCH, get money on em every single day

So I want everything, every room, every plane, every place
We mobbin'!
Now every place that we go they say we can't smoke

But we do it anyway because real G's smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some more
When they say put it out, it's to loud, we burn up some more

Then we keep rollin' and rollin', and rollin'
We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'
We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'

Nigga keep going
Keep the KK blowin
Snakes in the grass keep mowin'

Ass so fat, look swollen
Another city,state gotta show in
Another airport gotta go in

Reason why you hate i'm knowin
Niggas got to much hoein'
I keep rollin' up

Drivin' a brand new car like the mother$#[email protected] stolen
They don't understand what i'm doin'
Money in my hand, 28 grams when i'm rollin'

Been through NewYork, London, Paris and back
WOOOOO
SXSW only ^!$$%s smokin' on pack

Rollin' the best
Go on, get a bong, get a match
Everybody get along, get attached

Get a song, get a biatch
What they say, every dog need a cat
Pot heads need a joint to relax

G pen full of wax
10 Rolled cone joints, really fast
No sticks no seeds in the bag

Got reason to brag
In the front
Y'all b's in the back

Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the swag
Little (*##$ we mobbin'!
Now every place that we go they say we can't smoke

But we do it anyway because real G's smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some more
When they say put it out, it's to loud, we burn up some more

Then we keep rollin' and rollin', and rollin'
We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'
We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'


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Writer(s): Cameron Thomaz, Eric Dan
Copyright: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Sony/ATV Songs LLC, Wiz Khalifa Publishing, Idlabs Worldwide Sound
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