letra de bootsy bellows - wiz khalifa
[intro]
gang, gang
gang, gang, gang
gang
[verse 1]
leave it to me, i’ll have you twisting that weed with a g
got too much talent just to be sittin’ around with
weed and alcohol, that’s the balance
ridin’ in the benz with low mileage
working ’til my hands get callouses
been a player, i established it
whips be the fastest
chicks be the baddest and my kush above average
legendary status and my crib like a palace
i know why they mad
’cause your b-tch layin’ in my bed
still got the weed smell in her hair
comin’ home later, n-gga gettin’ carats
make a whole pound disappear
come for the money, tryna get it all
live this for the gang, imma get involved
look at me different now
roll some weed and put your n-ggas on
you ain’t bout the paper, what you in it for?
[chorus]
and my eyes so low, soon as i walk in
i got a joint rolled you know that i’ma spark it
that’s why i ride so slow, me and my gangsters
i hear ’em talkin’ like they livin’ but they ain’t us
pockets, they swole
i won’t leave here alone, came here with no b-tch
but when i walk out the door, i might leave here with your b-tch
[verse 2]
uh, they ain’t goin hard as us
we courtside, chillin’, smokin’ out the building
regardless if authorities give us permission
boss b-tches n-ggas breakin’ they credit card limits
to try to ball with us
we in talks with those who own they own business
my spark lit, then i paint pictures
don’t leave witnesses, nah n-gga, my gang different
pull the benz out in the rain
hit her once, i won’t even remember her name
h-lla diamonds up in my chain
to say that i’m dope is an understatement but no, i ain’t underrated
came from a place where n-ggas make their own way
got some girls who f-ck me but got n-ggas so they don’t say
i’m puttin’ kk in the paper
on point, gang ready for danger
long joints, rollin’ them things like broken fingers
too clean to ever have a stain
khalifa the boss before you beat the game
[chorus]
and my eyes so low, soon as i walk in
i got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
that’s why i ride so slow, me and my gangsters
i hear ’em talkin’ like they livin’ but they ain’t us
pockets, they swole
i won’t leave here alone, came here with no b-tch
but when i walk out the door, i might leave here with your b-tch
[outro]
pockets is gettin’ swole
used to smoke blunts now it’s paper she roll
diamonds to my toes
everywhere i go, i’m froze
you already know
fool
gangsters too
this is how them gangsters do
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