WIZ KHALIFA FEAT MENACE lyrics : "Fucc Shit"
I always had hard beats to rap to
Always had strong, always had that sack too
I was just a young ^!$$% gettin' tattoos
Now they say I'm on, yeah they say I'm that dude
Grade A, I'm smoking honor roll
All my clothes smell like chronic smoke
Shades on cuz I'm $#&@in' faded
Buyin' all the bottles, show the club we made it
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Now you may think you're so good that you smilin' at that $#&@ %#@!
But I know
[Verse 2 ? Wiz Khalifa]
I can see through all the bull%#@!
I'ma light a joint and make you do a full spin
I'ma fly first class with all my ^!$$%s I'm cool with
I'ma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it
Faded off gin, last call for alcohol
I brought it all out I'm gon' spend
My homies got all of 'em in
And ^!$$%s be mad at us cuz they ain't ballin' they money ain't tall as us
But I never worry 'bout ^!$$%s who talk that %#@! but they can't follow us
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[Verse 3 ? Menace]
Now look how I rep that %#@! I was raised on
And them dollar signs what it's based on
And I roll around and I do me
Spent a long time in that hooptie
But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin
^!$$% like me got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple Benz
But I'm all in
Came in the game, balling
My old school with it's ???
And I'm cashin only, y'all stolen
End of the night, yo' (*##$ I'm callin'
But $#&@ it ^!$$%, wanna roll with me
Let her fire it up, let her smoke with me
She don't $#&@ with lames but she love a G
And she love the way I slang the D
But I'm in the club and don't $#&@ with haters
Don't need them ^!$$%s tryna bother me
But I'm poppin' bottles for the time to be
Standin' on the couch, call it luxury
Little model chicks wanna $#&@ with me
Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me
Wanna come with me
But I'm in and out like I'm supposed to be, still smokin' trees
[Hook]
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