letra de came from - wiz khalifa & a$ap rocky
[verse 1: wiz khalifa]
sending couches, and taking over bounces my n-gga
cuba with wilder as it get, swear paranas and sh-t
he a lame i took his b-tch, looking like i fl!ck my wrist
don’t feel like i wanna quit, don’t look like i’ll ever miss
hit it once they not my switch, you just want the life i live
i just wrote a [?] smoking weed everyday
know where i came from, straight from the birds n-gga
reppin my day ones spin it then say some
hit it don’t play none, engine got something in it
enter my business i gotta run
[verse 2: a$ap rocky]
uh, as i lack off the yat vincent bach send ’em at
at my pack with your b-tch, give my jack hit me back
off the lime, all the time, hit the lime mixed with jin, off the henn’
that’s my slime, call the ones hit it 9 (hit it 9)
[chorus: wiz khalifa, & juicy j]
count the paper get it now i can do it later
smoking out the roomies smell it from the elevator (shut the f-ck up)
want me to beat that p-ssy up? i now later
want me to beat that p-ssy up like a drunk major?
want me to beat that p-ssy? looking so player
say she ain’t a basic b-tch got a lot of layers
shorty 5’6 braids with a baby hair’s
n-ggas be chilling at the raf tryna make it fair
[verse 3: wiz khalifa]
i’m throwing signs to my n-ggas, tryna make a play
came out of nothing else, balling in the major way
you see me stunting out, never come inside the place
you see me even h-lla good now you wanna play
b-tch look like a french may, porturican, different
on her knees but she don’t stay, diamonds dancin’ in the face
got a couple questions, here’s a fast one if you wanna race
say that she can’t deal with the whole thing, so she just wanna taste
i make them tsunami waves, learn the perfect time and page
she gon’ do what simon says, put her legs behind her head
let me head it on the bed, f-ck me good but never said
lot of cake at where i’m at, smoke a pound of never win
n-ggas never gettin’ out the place because it go down
snorted up she a pro now, we’ve been f-ckin’ for a while so she can give the code now
if you n-ggas wasn’t with me, then you ain’t my bro now
[chorus: wiz khalifa]
count the paper. get it now i can do it later
smoking out the roomies, smell it from the elevator
want me to beat that p-ssy up? i now later
want me to beat that p-ssy up like a drunk major?
want me to beat that p-ssy? looking so player
say she ain’t a basic b-tch got a lot of layers
shorty 5’6 braids with a baby hair’s
n-ggas be chilling at the raf tryna make it fair
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