Yeah! Its young Khalifa man, Currensy the hot spitta look in the mirror man ask yourself one thing hahahaha How Fly yeahhh (Wiz Khalifa) Foot on the
Wiz Khalifa: Clear the run way baby I get money from sunday to sunday lady Ohh behave I'm young, rich famous Grindin keep my pockets on Schwarzenegger
through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin? hoes) thats errday (Get money mo?) thats errday [Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1] Rappin? ass n-gga There go Wiz he a rappin
[Wiz Khalifa] Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah
yo pretty ass in my car, in my car Wont you jump yo pretty ass in my car, in my car Wont you jump yo pretty ass in my car, in my car [Wiz Khalifa] My
Don't you know that when you touch me baby that it's torture? Brush up against me, I get chills all down my spine Don't make this one dimensional The
You, with your words like knives And swords and weapons that you use against me You, have knocked me off my feet again Got me feeling like a nothing
Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah, uh huh, you
Say it, y'all Ah, it's the champagne pourin', big joint rollin' Bombay sippin', no blunt smokin' Bad bitch gettin', thick and she got some friends with
[Verse 1:] Oh, it's hardly a secret You ain't gon stop tryna get where you going until you reach it Always had them bars back in the day When the same
[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1] Long money, hopes and dreams Always be around them n-ggas wit paper but got your own money It's yo world, buy this drink for you
try and fix it Or you could let your pride over weigh the right decision And I'll be in the sky you can pay your boy a visit Ha [Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] [Wiz
Loving you, is all I wanna do Loving you, is all I wanna do Yeeah Ugh Ugh Ugh See I've been going on and on for ever them haters probably wonder when
I'm tired of arguing and fighting girl Every night you keep calling me with the same shit I'm going insane I swear I love but this ain't right for us
[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1] And they say all I rap about is bitches and champagne, You would too if every night you seen the same thing Money wall to wall
The world turning, the weed burning Them haters talking, I keep earning Know some who say that life's a bitch, well, I'ma keep flirting And fuck that
Oh, yeah Wake up, wake up I don't wanna wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up I don't wanna wake up, wake up Get on straight, never switch lane On my job
[Foreign Content] Started out out slow 'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more Girl, now we on the top floor Holdin' on tight, you ain't lettin