Ty Dolla $ign – Drugs (feat. Wiz Khalifa) lyrics

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh yeah
Right now sounds

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
I don’t know ’bout you but I got my own drugs, yeah, yeah
Hit you with that 2345 when I call back, woo
You know we pop champagne and Rosé
Spilled that shit all on my Balmain
Yeah, jump in with the campaign, yeah
Popping Xans on aeroplanes
We all cruise through, we got red leather
Whip that wrist on your bitch and make her head better
She been having too much fun, she a bad weather
Save me with that [?] and look back at it

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I don’t know ’bout you but I got my own drugs, yeah, yeah
Hit you with that 2345 when I call back, woo
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
I don’t need no plug, I don’t need no plug
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs, yeah

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
(Young Khalifa, man)
Walkin’ straight into the club, been here with all of my thugs
I said I’m rollin’ up drugs, told her it is what it is and it was what it was
She leave with me just because, say she in need of some love
And if Khalifa the one, hit her so good that she don’t wanna leave in the mornin’
Got your own girl, yeah, I know you grown
You came here alone ’cause you don’t get along with your home girl
Diamonds, they all on me dancin’, I’m like just what is the chance
To pick you up sometime and show you that I am the man
I really don’t care for them bands, I’m spendin’ them, baby girl

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa]
I don’t know ’bout you but I got my own drugs, yeah, yeah (that’s kinda hard, bro)
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs (yeah, aw, c’mon Khalifa)
Hit you with that 2345 when I call back, woo
Hit you with that 23, roll a brown when you’re on your back
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Yeah, yeah, got my own
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Yeah, yeah, got my own
I don’t need no plug, I don’t need no plug
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs, yeah

Ronny J – Trixxx (feat. Lil Pump)

[Intro]
Oh my god, Ronny
Ayy

[Chorus]
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
They try to copy my speed
They try to copy the spot
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)
Drop, Gucci on my wrist
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix

[Verse 1: Ronny J]
That’s why I buy what I want
That’s why I stay where I want
Now I count racks for the fuck of it
N*ggas hatin’, that’s a bummer
I’ma skirt off
I got that bitch [?]
I got yo’ bitch, she a trip
I got yo’ bitch, she gon’ go (uh, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bust her for sure
Uh, uh, uh
My life too lit, lit, I need a TV show (yah, yah)
Bitches they come and go like the money
But the money come first
Bitches they come and go like the money
But the money come first

[Chorus]
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
They try to copy my speed
They try to copy the spot
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)
Drop, Gucci on my wrist
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
Ooh, Lil Pump
I might go fuck up your re-up, ooh
Smokin’ that loud, Wiz Khalifa, damn
Pull up, I shoot that two-seater, ooh
I might go fuck up your beamer, huh
And I’m still tryna fuck Trina
I’m whippin’ a brick like I’m hurricane Katrina
I splash on that bitch like my name Aquafina, huh
Ooh, damn, huh, Lil Pump
I might pull up in a foreign
I ain’t fuck that bitch ’cause that bitch head is borin’
Shoot you in the three like my name Michael Jordan
Bitch, don’t call my phone ’cause a nigga recordin’
My wrist lookin’ crazy, it look like Ebola
My bitch hella thick ’cause she from North Dakota
I just bought a Audi, I just bought a Rover
Lil Pump

[Chorus]
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
They try to copy my speed
They try to copy the spot
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)
Drop, Gucci on my wrist
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix

DJ Carisma – By Any Means (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Oneinthe4Rest & 24Hrs)

[Intro]
Good one Richard
Carisma

[Chorus: OneInThe4Rest]
Keep my hittas with me make sure that I’m straight
Threw the benz away and copped the Mulsanne (skrr skrr)
For the times that the niggas try to write me off
Had to make sure that the whole gang straight
Aha, Imma get it anyway (oh)
Aha, Imma get it anyway (ya)
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Any means Imma get it anyway

[Verse 1: 24hrs]
Keep my brothers with me make sure that I’m straight (straight)
We do fancy unlike every other day (day)
Buzz them over, mash potatoes with the steak (steak)
All my diamonds like they hopped up out the lake
I fucked her twice she say boy I need a break
She says, twenty can’t believe you blew up overnight (ya)
Fuck me like you love me you might get a better flight (bddp)
Damn, diamonds look like vegetarian (hello)
All that ass, you’ll be scaring em (ya)
My bitch bad an I’m wit her (ya)
Just a fat fly nigga
20 where you at, in the studio with cap

[Chorus: OneInThe4Rest]
Keep my hittas with me make sure that I’m straight
Threw the benz away and copped the Mulsanne (skrr skrr)
For the times that the niggas try to write me off
Had to make sure that the whole gang straight
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Any means Imma get it anyway

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Keep the gas on me, homie I be baked
Crib in Malibu, or one out by the lake
You can fuck me with once and don’t even gotta stay
We smoking joints 4 in the morning, wide awake
Don’t book the flight, I get the plane
She hit it once, then I roll another J
Cause them other dudes ain’t smoking right
Plus I hit it good, take you places that I know you like
Chain look like an aquarium
Was lookin at your favorite shoes, now you wearin em
I’m just a young, fit nigga
Dollars I got plenty in the studio with 20 ya

[Chorus: OneInThe4Rest]
Keep my hittas with me make sure that I’m straight
Threw the benz away and copped the Mulsanne (skrr skrr)
For the times that the niggas try to write me off
Had to make sure that the whole gang straight
Aha, Imma get it anyway (anyway)
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Aha, Imma get it anyway
Any means Imma get it anyway

[Outro]
Hm, anyway (K fours)

No lies – Ugly God feat. Wiz Khalifa lyrics

Lyrics Ugly God – No lies

Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck.

Bass bumpin’, b***h I’m lit, say somethin’
Late night, early morning, cake thumbin’
What the f**k? What you mean I ain’t stuntin’?
I make cake like a easy bake oven
Look me face to face, don’t tell no lie
Get your s**t together, please don’t throw me to the side
Don’t pay no mind, if you just gon’ waste my time
You hear this all the time but I think you should be mine (with your sexy a*s)
Ain’t no rush, take your time be patient
Tell the truth, save them lies goodness gracious
Lizard Man, Ugly God, P***y Bacon
Booty Gang, underground sensation.

Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck.

Let’s go to catch, go to Bootsy’s, go to Vegas
Go to work, young Khalifa on your playlist
Go to church, but she still smoke papers
Go to Cannes, go to France, go to Jamaica
Eyes low it might look like I’m korean
Diamond chain it look like somebody peeing
H**s know, niggas know so they don’t try me
Keep it on me, never know these niggas grimy
Playstation, Dreamcast how I be ballin’
No games, fucked your b***h now she callin’
Six rings, I’m the best like I’m Jordan
No look, catch the pass then I’m scorin’.

Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neckkk.
Ugly God lyrics
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Sevyn Streeter – Anything You Want (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
So fine, could you be mine?
Tattoos with the green eyes
I might just call and let you put in work, yeah
Baby, just lay right here
Speed dial, got the green light for you

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Look, little baby, won’t you be mine?
Swear them other hoes, girl, you got the green light
I’mma take you to Ibiza, run a Visa
If I wasn’t tryna hit it, girl, I’d be lying
Private suite reservations for two
Laying with you under palm trees
Take it off, girl, you know I’m tryna taste it
Lay you on the bed while I sip the Bombay
Anything you want

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Ay, private jet, I swear
This ain’t a Bow Wow challenge, I swear
Skrr, skrr, pull up like, "Yeah"
Hit the mall girl, go and get Chanel
Back up, girl, slow whine
Let’s go have a good time
We gon’ hit the bed in due time

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Dark shades with my shirt open
On point, keep me so focused
You the type that I could grow with
Girl, you the one, hope you notice it
And when it come to the game, I’m the dopest
Ain’t tryna rush, but you may be the closest
To the realest that I’ve seen in a while
Roll a plane, hold me down
Do my thing and you don’t trip
So you know that

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do

[Outro: Sevyn Streeter]
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Oh, anything that you want me to do
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
So fine, could you be mine?
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
To do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do

Wiz Khalifa – Steam Room (feat. Chevy Woods)

Brrp Brrp

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas tryna copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Pocket full of money i don’t fuck with loose change
Your bitch look like dinner she a pray food chain
Stay up out your feelings, I don’t fuck with mood swings
I can save you baby look that’s just the truth hey
I go hard cause I got homies in the chain gang
We trynna’ get rich, we ain’t trynna maintain
Buss down Audemars, the whip plain jane’
Almost broke my wrist tryna whip cocaine

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas trynna’ copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]
My old shit your new shit

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Just walked in my closet and got nauseous
Brand new designer shit so please proceed with caution
See people talking ’bout they got it
But they don’t rock it how I rock it, hold on
You see these Yves Saint Laurent pieces
Chains that I got on
Rings and shit thats made for me you won’t see in the store
A whole section of shit that I don’t even wear no more
Smoking
Pull up in that new Celine joint
Open

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas trynna’ copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Interlude]
Yeah yeah ya know what it is
We still down here at the doober station
Waiting for ya to call on up
And get your free ride and Chevy Woods poster
We love all ya
So for a limited time only
The first 50 rides come with a free Rolling Papers 2 CD and a FaceTime from your boy Wiz Khalifa
So keep calling doober and we’ll keep picking y’all up high as fuck

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas tryna copy, skrt-skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

What you like – 24hrs feat. Wiz Khalifa lyrics

Lyrics 24hrs – What you like

I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likeees
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee.

Shawty from the A, she in L.A
She say, “20 where the f*ck we finna stay?”
Told her, “Baby, got the condo by the Staples”
I told her I’ll pick her up if she ain’t able
She said, “20 I got friends out here”
I told her I’ll send an Uber if they near
She said, “Bein’ with a broke boy is my fear”
I told her, “Baby get the f*ck up out of here”
Getting money every day, what I strive
Got a bad b*tch that stay in LA Liv
Baby, you should finish up your task
Me and Hit in the Wraith driving fast.

I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype versuri-lyrics.info
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
On the Instagram I see all the likeees
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee.

Shawty from the Bay, she in New York
She said, “Dolla when you comin’ on tour?”
Told her I’ma get a suite off 40 deuce
Don’t worry ’bout it, I’ma send the car to you
She said, “Dolla, I got friends for your man”
“I ain’t pressin’, I know you a busy man”
She said, “Bein’ with a rapper is my fear”
I said, “Baby get the f*ck out of here”
Gettin’ money everyday, that’s my work
Got a bad b*tch stayin’ where your spurt
Told her, “Hit me when you ready to go”
Pick you up with a fat pre roll.

I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
On the Instagram I see all the likeees
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee.

Got a bad b*tch down in M.I.A
When I’m near, she let me f*ck, but she don’t stay
Taught her how to suck a d*ck the right way
Was Backwoods but now she smokin’ paper planes
It’s Young Khalifa man, only spittin’ facts
Let her man go ’cause that nigga whack
I’m a Virgo so I don’t know how to act
You a freak so I’ma hit it from the back
Told her I was down at the Fontainebleau
Seen your friend on Snapchat, bring her through
I don’t chase no b*tch, I let her choose
I don’t mix my liquor with no juice.

I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
On the Instagram I see all the likeees
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee
I’m your type, I know that this is what you likeee.

What you likeeeee. (x12)
24hrs lyrics
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Wiz Khalifa – Doubt Fire (Pre-Rolled’s EP)

[Intro: Sledgren & (Tay MasterChef)]
Sledgro
(MasterChef)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
I can throw the money with no problems
I can feel, with more money, more problems
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it

[Verse: Wiz Khalifa]
I be blowin’ Kush up where the clouds is
I be going shoppin’, ain’t no browsing
I take your bitch and show her around then
I be so high, don’t know where the ground is
Roll one up if it’s ’bout cash then I’m showin’ up
‘Cause I remember days that they doubted

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
I can throw the money with no problems
I can feel, with more money, more problems
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it
I think that it could be worse without it

[Outro]
This is your pilot, Captain EZ Wider
It’s gonna be a smooth but bumpy ride
And I say that because
There’s some real niggas in this plane, y’all
And I advise you not to bring any fake weed
Boof weed, bad weed, blunts, backwoods, frontwoods
Swisha sweets or Swisha sours on this plane
Make sure to have your seat belts tight and your weed rolled right
‘Cause we will begin busy on this plane y’all
It’s W-E-E-D airlines, where everybody flies high
And we gon’ ride in the rolling papers too in style
It’s gon’ be a smooth landing, y’all
Wiz Khalifa’s gon’ be right there waiting for y’all, I promise
Captain EZ Wider is gon’ get y’all there

Charlie Puth – See You Again Lyrics

(Intro-Charlie Puth)
#It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…

Wiz Khalifa
Damn who knew,all the planes we flew,good things we been through
That I’ll be standing right here talkin’ to you
About another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But suttin’ told me that it wouldn’t last, had to switch up
Look at things different see the bigger picture
Those were the days,hard work forever pays
Now I’ll see you in a better place
Uuuhh
How can we not talk about family when family’s all we got
Everything I went through you were standing there by my side
And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride

Charie Puth
It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…
OOOOOOHHHH, OOOOOOOOHH WOOAAAHH,OOOOOUUUUU OOOOUUUUU….

Wiz Khalifa
First you both go out your way,and the vibe is feeling strong
And what’s small turn to a friendship, and that friendship turn to a bond
And that bond will never be broken,the love will never get lost…
And when brotherhood come first,then the line will never be crossed
Established it on our own,when that line had to be drawn
And that line is what we reach
So remember me when I’m gone
How can we not talk about family when family’s all we got
Everything I went through you were standing there by my side
And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride…

Charlie Puth
So let the light guide your way, yeah
Hold every memory as you go
And every road you take, always lead you home, hoomme

It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…
OOOOOOHHHH, OOOOOOOOHH WOOAAAHH,OOOOOUUUUU OOOOUUUUU….

Gang up – Young Thug feat. Wiz Khalifa lyrics

Lyrics Young Thug – Gang up

I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And crame up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up.

2 Chaiiiinz (Yeahhh)
I’m a villanious winner
With precision, I’m killing
We resent the religion
Ended up independent
Took my car to the clinic
Let ’em check all the vitals
Middle finger to rivals
Michael Jackson, my idol
Still ducked in a pie hole
Told to the plug, everyday except cinco de mayo
I still got me a Carlo
Still got money, Carlo
Your car running so bad, it stink up to your parlour
Call my rollie a Ralo
Call my AP a app
I ain’t talking seat-belts when I say that I’m strapped
I’m in love with my side hoe
I sneak up through the side door
I’ma show you what we ride for
I’ma show you what we die for.

I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up.

I’m in my same lane, lane that ain’t gon’ ever change up
I blow the brain out the range like a tasandra
Here’s R.I.P. to Paul Walker homie, he gotta stand up
We had you main on us, no we got stains on us
And all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexin’ (What we gotta do)
Yeah, I got her Indian and she Western
Yeah, just say so, money your best friend
Then that fast and furious started nesting
Say I’m bout to go take off on you (Take off on you)
Is staying, is you rolling like a scroller? yes you are
Your ready to take off like a 1980 Coke
He know that Instagram shit, all you gon’ post that.

I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up.

Yeah, I’m always with my gang
We always ready to ride for the squad, we’ll do anything
Stay down, we’ll never change
We always gon’ stay the same
Put you in check, when you outta place
I try to tell ’em not to mess with my gang, gang, gang
We do what we gotta do and don’t complain-plain-plain
I’m on the road, I’m probably fresh up off the plane, plane, plane
Know you heard about me, I do my thang, thang, thang
I got the world on my back versuri-lyrics.info
I put your girl on her back
I did it all on my own
Now there ain’t no turning back
And my whole squad got my back
And shawty so bad, I asked her if she repped the gang, she said “Facts”
Gang, gang, gang.

I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang uppp.
Young Thug lyrics
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Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J & Tm88 – Cell Ready

[Intro]
Man this volcano bag get you high as fuck
Yo TM, you know what I’m saying mane, Its time man you know
Finna get the whole world high man
Let them feel these side effects
This shit finna be deadly bruh

[Hook: Juicy J]
Fuck with my fam, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
Play with my paper, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
Short me on my dope, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
Fuck with one of my niggas, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready

[Verse 1: Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa]
What these niggas on,, hand me my chrome
Goin back to snatching niggas out they Cadillac and send them home
Smoke em’ like a bong, then its back to counting money when I’m stoned
Or I send a hit through the phone and my dudes will come get you and they’ll never leave you alone
My niggas official like refs with a whistle, I just make one call back to top off your dome
Off with your head, bitch I’m a king I got shooters with 2’s protecting my throne
One shot then you gone, you should’ve known. I’m a real nigga I cannot be cloned
I’m filthy rich still don’t let a penny go
I be up all night like I’m Arsenio
Freaky bitches take the dick in any whole
Now they famous cause they in my video
Who you foolin’ I don’t buy
I don’t judge I just go off vibes
When I touch the sky then hop in this ride
Taylor Gang nigga we don’t die
This world is mine I delete you guys
We all tryna eat we don’t need your kind
And get that cash but family first
Be prepared to grind nigga put in work
Fuck nigga what would you do for this ice
You think its really worth losing your life
How bad you want stripes, my young niggas killers
If I give the word then they smashing you niggas
Bunch of youngins’ coming from a broken home
Slanging rock n roll but ain’t no rolling stone
Streets welcome niggas in with open arms
If I catch the charge I’m a post a bond
You god damn right I’m a certified boss I can cut the check or I can cut your throat
Put you on the table tag on your toe smoking weed till’ I overdose
You don’t want beef you ain’t thinking clear. I’m too busy tryna make a fucking village
Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly, Pittsburgh niggas really bout they business
I got niggas with me don’t got any feelings
They just really wit it, they just into killing
Hard as hell on the internet but nigga in the streets you like Richard Simmons
My money long and my passport got more stamps then a nigga mail
It ain’t a problem if I catch a body then I’m heading over seas I’ll never see a sail nigga!
MAFIA
GANG!

Cell ready – Wiz Khalifa feat. Juicy J lyrics

Lyrics Wiz Khalifa – Cell ready

Man this volcano bag get you high as f*ck
Yo TM, you know what I’m saying mane, Its time man you know
Finna get the whole world high man
Let them feel these side effects
This shit finna be deadly bruh.(cell ready)

f*ck with my fam, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
Play with my paper, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
Short me on my dope, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready
f*ck with one of my niggas, this shit gon’ get deadly
They gon’ have to get my cell ready.

What these niggas on,, hand me my chrome
Goin back to snatching niggas out they Cadillac and send them home
Smoke em’ like a bong, then its back to counting money when I’m stoned
Or I send a hit through the phone and my dudes will come get you and they’ll never leave you alone
My niggas official like refs with a whistle, I just make one call back to top off your dome
Off with your head, b*tch I’m a king I got shooters with 2’s protecting my throne
One shot then you gone, you should’ve known. I’m a real nigga I cannot be cloned
I’m filthy rich still don’t let a penny go versuri-lyrics.info
I be up all night like I’m Arsenio
Freaky b*tches take the d*ck in any whole
Now they famous cause they in my video
Who you foolin’ I don’t buy
I don’t judge I just go off vibes
When I touch the sky then hop in this ride
Taylor Gang nigga we don’t die
This world is mine I delete you guys
We all tryna eat we don’t need your kind
And get that cash but family first
Be prepared to grind nigga put in work
f*ck nigga what would you do for this ice
You think its really worth losing your life
How bad you want stripes, my young niggas killers
If I give the word then they smashing you niggas
Bunch of youngins’ coming from a broken home
Slanging rock n roll but ain’t no rolling stone
Streets welcome niggas in with open arms
If I catch the charge I’m a post a bond
You god damn right I’m a certified boss I can cut the check or I can cut your throat
Put you on the table tag on your toe smoking weed till’ I overdose
You don’t want beef you ain’t thinking clear. I’m too busy tryna make a f*cking village
Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly, Pittsburgh niggas really bout they business
I got niggas with me don’t got any feelings
They just really wit it, they just into killing
Hard as hell on the internet but nigga in the streets you like Richard Simmons
My money long and my passport got more stamps then a nigga mail
It ain’t a problem if I catch a body then I’m heading over seas I’ll never see a sail nigga!
MAFIA
GANGGG!
Wiz Khalifa lyrics
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Taylor Gang – For More (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign, Raven Felix & Tuki Carter)

[Intro: DJ Motor Mane]
We ain’t never gon’ fall off
We always stand tall in this thing
It’s the only way we know, it’s go hard, you feel me
Ayo Cap, what up, Ty what up
Raven I see you, Tuki, holla at em man let em know how we do

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Told her baby that I’ll be back for more
If the head good you know that I’ll be back for sure
You and I we been through the most
But you never gave up on me
You stayed by my side, you my ride or die girl
I gave you the keys to the Porsche, gave you the keys to the house
Introduced you to moms, girl
You should have my babies
We should start an empire, we can cuddle by the fire
Dolla getting money now, gotta get money now

[Bridge 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
And Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Woah
Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Yeah

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 2: Raven Felix]
I started young, I saw a lot
Never questioned if I wanted this bad enough or not
Coming up I never thought about the top
Now I’m getting closer to it every song I drop
Bumps in the road, still moving
I was taught to keep it pushing till you get through it
Quitting’s not an option, whats a boss to a queen
Nah, more like whats a queen to a goddess
That’s always been my mind state, got a taste
Now there ain’t no going back to the ways when we was unpaid
Unemployed, I never had no other choice
Had responsibilities that I couldn’t avoid

[Bridge 2: Raven Felix]
I, never imagined that it could happen this fast
Came in the game just turning nothing into something now we counting this cash
And I know the higher up that you get means its harder when you fall down
So we gotta stay up, stay up, we about to have it all now
Got me feeling like I

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 3: Tuki Carter]
I wake up on that get I, I push myself to get it
I make that product pack it up and seal it
Pump that volume if you with it
Draw it up and frame it, display it seal it
Stack some bread, (?) Action Jackson got it made like special ed
Some sexting got you vexing, so mad you sent a text
She sent a screenshot back like this nigga losing his mac
Dang, intimidated by money reiterate that he funny
You silly slacker I’m Taylor’d, I milly rock in some gators
I’m ice cold, chilly pimping don’t like hoes
A-Town stomping, itty bitty thick, booty bumping, shut up and say something
Make something, instead of hating on creative ways that make haters say negative bullshit
Most because they lost they woman to real niggas
So keep ya hustle on hustle, get the M’s up don’t struggle
I’m M&M’ing these suckers, you threw back candy in clusters
We move by state to state in these busses, to make our way on these fuckers
You charge the game up while they charge the lame up
Never put yourself down on the same ground that you would walk on
You diss that bitch you get your money and you walk along
You walk along, yea

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

Ty Dolla Sign, Lil Wayne, Imagine Dragons, Wiz Khalifa, Logic – Sucker For Pain lyrics

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain (Dolla Sign!)

I’m a sucker for pain
I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles
Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion
We gon’ go to war, yeah, without failure
Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
Love and the loyalty that’s what we stand for
Alienated by society, all this pressure give me anxiety
Walk slow through the fire
Like, who gon’ try us?
Feeling the world go against us
So we put the world on our shoulders

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain

I been at it with my homies
It don’t matter, you don’t know me
I been rollin’ with my team, we the illest on the scene
I been riding ’round the city with my squad
I been riding ’round the city with my squad
We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing
Hold up take a step back, when we roll up, cause I know what
We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in
Won’t hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion
I know I been bustin’, no discussion for my family
No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy
Like what’s up? Hold up, we finna re-load up
Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a slave to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain

I’m devoted to destruction
A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
I’m dying slow but the devil tryna rush me
See I’m a fool for pain, I’m a dummy
Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat
Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat
Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke
Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal
Naked in the North Pole
That’s why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul
And only Lord knows when I’m coming to the crossroads
So I don’t fear shit but tomorrow
And I’m a sucker for pain, it ain’t nothing but pain
You just fuckin’ complain, you ain’t tough as you claim
Just stay up in your lane, just don’t fuck with Lil Wayne
I’mma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
Cause I’m a sucker for pain

Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now getting it
Ain’t got no other way so we started and finished it
No pain, no gain
Never stand down, made our own way
Never going slow, we pick up the pace
This is what we wanted from a young age
No emotion, that’s what business is
Lord have mercy on the witnesses

I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m just a sucker for pain

More pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging

Wiz Khalifa feat. Juicy J & Chevy Woods – Bombay & Lemonade Lyrics

(Intro – Juicy J)
Right here, let’s get ratchet, uh huh

(Verse 1 – Juicy J)
Trippy like bombay paper planes
Pints of codeine, pounds of Mary Jane
If I didn’t have my dope, I would go insane
24/7 high, I will never change
Need my vicadin, I need my loyal tabs
I need a bad bi**h with enormous a$$
Every day I’m throwed my ni**a
When you making this money, this how it goes my ni**a

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(Verse 2 – Wiz Khalifa)
Rolling and blowing it by the O, my ni**a
Sipping and smoking, that’s how I get it in motion
Smoking the loudest and give you ni**as the roaches
Shows and after parties for all the pictures, be posing
Don’t you doubt all that s**t, so that ni**a be pouring
Slowing down, weed going round
I’m lighting up, it’s going down

(Verse 3 – Chevy Woods)
Lemonade and gin, I be pouring up
Roll another one cause I ain’t never high enough
TGOD, that’s how we live it up
For some real ni**as, yeah you gotta give it up
It’s like a joy stick, yeah my ni**as play us too
Do or die, I be smoking on a J or 2
That’s some pimp type s**t me and my ni**as do
Yeah, we f**ked up, what you heard is true

(Chorus – Wiz Khalifa)
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone

(Verse 4 – Chevy Woods)
I’m playing that eight track and that seven deuce
With a whole cup of that Taylor juice
Your bi**h all around, we call that on the loose
With her hair blown and weave off the roof
My jewelry clean, that jar full
She got good brain, that’s law school
Wanna get high, trippy, f**ked up ni**a
Oh you wanna get high, might as well pull with ya

(Verse 5: Wiz Khalifa)
I’m drinking, I’m smoking
I’m faded, I’m loaded
Got weed smoked, got a bottle of gin
Got a bank roll, brought it all to spend
Got some pre rolls, brought all of em in
And we getting smokey

(Verse 6 – Juicy J)
I’m the money man with the money team
Your money talk, well my money sing
I’m a rock star, bi**h I’m a Memphis king
Out in Hollywood, living every ni**a dream
With a bunch of white girls in a limousine
Bout to pass the f**k out on this cup of lean
Hey white girl, have a couple of beans
Now let’s make a movie full of f**king scenes

(Chorus – Wiz Khalifa)
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone

Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J & TM88 – Bossed Up letras

[Intro: Juicy J]
Time waits for no man
You gotta boss up man
It’s time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga
Get up and get to the money nigga
Grind nigga
Believe in your motherfucking self nigga
Motivation bruh

[Hook: Juicy J]
Started off with nothing, now I’m bossed up
Started in the gutter now I’m bossed up
Got it out the mud now I’m flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I’m bossed up, you don’t wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
If you rich then you a gangsta nigga
All the tough shit, that ain’t gangsta nigga
Fuck around and find you in a bodybag
I’m just tryna fill out all these moneybags
See me, I’m what a drug dealer dream about
Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out
If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out
I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out
See niggas taking shots but I’m so bulletproof
I just laugh at ’em, couple Bentley coupe
I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof
See niggas gotta lie, they know I’m the truth
See where I’m from nobody gives a fuck about you
I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers
If you ain’t getting money nigga then you hustle backwards
Choppers on the backseat if you want some action

[Hook: Juicy J]
Started off with nothing, now I’m bossed up
Started in the gutter now I’m bossed up
Got it out the mud now I’m flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I’m bossed up, you don’t wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Bosses, I’m with bosses I don’t care bout what the costs is
We ain’t tryna take no losses, we don’t deal with fake shit often
I ain’t after go to college, taught my self and now I’m balling
Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing
And if a nigga play me we gone toss ’em
I don’t touch ’em, I just got to make call
They waiting for me to fall but that ain’t bout to happen
They playing tough but they ain’t saying much about the captain
My niggas bout that action
You [???] your bitch heard about the thing I’m packing
I don’t care about no fashion, I’m a writer not a rapper
No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards
I ain’t worried bout the pussy I’m just wondering where the cash is
I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest
If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it
I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, thats why I’m laughing
It’s young Wiz, Taylor Gang

[Hook: Juicy J]
Started off with nothing, now I’m bossed up
Started in the gutter now I’m bossed up
Got it out the mud now I’m flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I’m bossed up, you don’t wanna cross us
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I might be that nigga that might run your label
I might be that nigga put food on your table
I might bee that nigga that you see on cable
But I’m bossed up so my young nigga might pay you
The devil working on me so I’m prayed up
Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up
How many times I gotta tell you I’m a player
King of my city, I might run for mayor
Mafia yeah that’s that new mafia
Niggas see you shining so they copy ya
Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya
But that’s when all them bodies popping up
I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit
Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick
Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique
She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick

[Hook: Juicy J]
Started off with nothing, now I’m bossed up
Started in the gutter now I’m bossed up
Got it out the mud now I’m flossed up
Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up
I’m bossed up, you don’t wanna cross us (cross us)
Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up

[Outro: Juicy J]
All my niggas sauced up (4x)

Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign, Raven Felix & Tuki Carter – For More (TGOD Vol. 1 Mixtape) letras

[Intro: DJ Motor Mane]
We ain’t never gon’ fall off
We always stand tall in this thing
It’s the only way we know, it’s go hard, you feel me
Ayo Cap, what up, Ty what up
Raven I see you, Tuki, holla at em man let em know how we do

[Wiz Khalifa: Chorus]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Told her baby that I’ll be back for more
If the head good you know that I’ll be back for sure
You and I we been through the most
But you never gave up on me
You stayed by my side, you my ride or die girl
I gave you the keys to the Porsche, gave you the keys to the house
Introduced you to moms, girl
You should have my babies
We should start an empire, we can cuddle by the fire
Dolla getting money now, gotta get money now

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign] (x2)
And Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Woah

[Wiz Khalifa: Chorus]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 2: Raven Felix]
I started young, I saw a lot
Never questioned if I wanted this bad enough or not
Coming up I never thought about the top
Now I’m getting closer to it every song I drop
Bumps in the road, still moving
I was taught to keep it pushing till you get through it
Quitting’s not an option, whats a boss to a queen
Nah, more like whats a queen to a goddess
That’s always been my mind state, got a taste
Now there ain’t no going back to the ways when we was unpaid
Unemployed, I never had no other choice
Had responsibilities that I couldn’t avoid

[Bridge 2: Raven Felix]
I, never imagined that it could happen this fast
Came in the game just turning nothing into something now we counting this cash
And I know the higher up that you get means its harder when you fall down
So we gotta stay up, stay up, we about to have it all now
Got me feeling like I

[Wiz Khalifa: Chorus]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 3: Tuki Carter]
I wake up on that get I, I push myself to get it
I make that product pack it up and seal it
Pump that volume if you with it
Draw it up and frame it, display it seal it
Stack some bread, (?) Action Jackson got it made like special ed
Some sexting got you vexing, so mad you sent a text
She sent a screenshot back like this nigga losing his mac
Dang, intimidated by money reiterate that he funny
You silly slacker I’m Taylor’d, I milly rock in some gators
I’m ice cold, chilly pimping don’t like hoes
A-Town stomping, itty bitty thick, booty bumping, shut up and say something
Make something, instead of hating on creative ways that make haters say negative bullshit
Most because they lost they woman to real niggas
So keep ya hustle on hustle, get the M’s up don’t struggle
I’m M&M’ing these suckers, you threw back candy in clusters
We move by state to state in these busses, to make our way on these fuckers
You charge the game up while they charge the lame up
Never put yourself down on the same ground that you would walk on
You diss that bitch you get your money and you walk along
You walk along, yea

[Wiz Khalifa: Chorus]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

Young Dolph – What Yo Life Like (feat. 2 Chainz) letras

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Oh you say you can’t do hoops?
Oh you say from where? Oh
Used to do what? Okay
Used to have what?

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What your life like?
Every day I’m catchin’ flights
Every day I pray to God tryna get my life right
The way my bracelet and my watch hittin’ I think they wanna fight
I put that bitch on top and let her ride me like a bike
Bitch said that she fucked me? She just lyin’ for promotion
I just smoked a blunt, a lemon tree on the ocean
She listenin’ to my music, I’m caught up in her emotions
I just spent 50,000 on an iced out emoji
I don’t socialize because I’m not really that social
I’m from where you stack them M’s up and try not to get noticed
My OGs keep on tellin’ me, young nigga just stay focused
Remember I used to pull up with 60 pounds in the Focus

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
7th grade I sold my first nickel sack of reefer
Vogues on the Chevy got it tall as Wiz Khalifa
Back had the work, Chi had a little cheaper
South side with an F, my joggin’ suit was FILA
I’m a D-boy, I had the silk shirt and all
Very therapeutic when I step in the mall
Got my Cali plug, one night I went to pin ups
Started doin’ kush-ups when your ass was doin’ chin-ups
Had the Tec-9, Steph had the Mac-11
Used to charge a nigga 150 for a seven
All the way up, it’s 96 for a pound
Made it rain so long I almost made a bitch drown

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night