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Soulmate – Wiz Khalifa

Taylor gang or die.
Cloud crowd.
Heavy hustlin.

Yeah.

Big money, small money
Short money, tall money

Soon after we locked eyes,
I had a vision of me inside.
I stimulate your mind and give your body everything it wants.
Private school her whole life,
got an infatuation with being bad.
You take her out to shop and spend it all,
cause she don’t see them tags.
I get deep inside her soul though,
if she was a guitar I’d treat her like the solo,
and pull my fingers through your hair.
And last night was amazing,
I could honestly say that you’re the best I ever had.
And you don’t remember cause you weren’t even there,
but your soul was.

Keep goin, just catch up on the next one.
Ay.
ay, ay.
Ay.

We don’t make love, I touch your soul girl.

She don’t party where the rest go.
You need to be able to let your hair down,
so you can feel good.
Girl you can buy your own drinks, drive your own car,
purchase them louis bags on your own.
Her parents money long,
but since she grown she’d rather spend yours.
I get deep inside her soul though.
Go into the drag and beat it like I’m bolo.
And so you think it’s too much.
And even though now you figurin out how or what we shouldn’t have did,
to your friends you’ll admit that we have fun.
Okay, okay.

Ay, ay.
Ay, ay.

Let’s ride to the gate so you can meet the mayor.
I’m gonna a beat top man,
I’m gonna take you to never never land.
When you’re all dried up,
here’s an ocean to wet the sand.
Of course I’m gonna see what’s good with your fancy car.

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I’m relighting in the dark, to her lock I got the key.
And niggas down to get a copy.

Damn.
How does it feel this great when you’re not even here?
And you climax with the thought of me,
that mean we gotta be

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Burn Slow (Feat. Rae Sremmurd) – Wiz Khalifa

Lirik lagu: Burn Slow (Feat. Rae Sremmurd)

[Hook: Swae Lee (Wiz Khalifa)]
(Niggas gonna need a nap in a little bit)
Burn slow (Get back up from a trap nap)
Burn slow, burn slow
(I’m burning slow right now)
Burn slow
(I’m at the end of the inscent)
Burn slow, burn slow
(Niggas ain’t got kids)
Burn slow, burn slow

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Nobody open the door
Homie I blow by the “O”
Burning it down, good shit is all that I know
I done had all that before
Shawty a pro, told her get down on the floor
She take it all in her throat
She wanna go, smell the weed all in my clothes
Fuck her, don’t need her no more
Six in a row, get a bitch, give her the bone
Break her like six in them stones
Niggas so cold, thinking I sit in the snow
I keep a bitch getting stoned
Smoke in my home, all my whips covered in chrome
All my dips love giving dome
Get it to go, back to my crib stuffing cones
Y’all either kids or my clones
We turnt up on marijuana and champagne
Them niggas talk who they are, but they don’t do a thing
Can’t tell me I ain’t drunk, I’m on that water in a cup
Different strokes, find me a bitch I can poke
I’mma go get me an “O” and

[Hook: Swae Lee]
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Got a couple thousand dollars and some change rolled up
I get money every day so everything’s on us
I got my own strain, it come with my name
Go straight to the brain, your shit ain’t the same
A different lane, we sipping champagne
I been in the game, just give me a flame
She looking for change, I’m rolling up Jane
I’m balling insane, got more than six rings
In love with my slang, I’m puffing a J
I hunt her today, come up with a play
Most of these niggas be wanting to cuff on a bitch
I just be up in the way, stuff in the safe
I’m loving the race, stuck in first place
Fuck her for days
Them niggas wanna talk about it but they don’t wanna roll
What it takes to be a real G, they don’t even know
I go to her page, she come to my place
It look like a maze, we roll up a plane
She look at my change, she start giving brain
If they ain’t the gang, then we ain’t the same

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[Hook: Swae Lee]
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow

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Chapo (Feat. Berner) – Wiz Khalifa

Lirik lagu: Chapo (Feat. Berner)

Hook:
Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go
(Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go)
Keep that champagne and Bombay to po
(Keep that champagne and Bombay to po)
Pull up, you know it’s fast cars we drive
(Pull up, you know it’s fast cars we drive)
Say what they want, we just live our life
(Say what they want, we just live our life)

(Verse)
Fast money, fast cars and fast hoes
I get it all and go
Bout to take out a couple grand and throw it on the flo’
As soon as I hit the stage the people screamin’ mo
I’m livin life, just feather brains
All kinds of things
Some people think I’m insane
But that’s okay, yall remains anonymous to success in this game
And can’t nothing stand in my way
Ain’t nothing stopping the money from pilin
My niggas stylin, they getting rich as the bitches from getting it poppin
Sippin champagne on a island
And now my bank account overflowin with motherfuckin commas
Makin these niggas sick, call a doctor
Man take a look in they pocket
Givin bitches reason to call em imposters
Damn, all of my whips proper
All of my time Rolex clocks,
Fill my pants with knots
Be 100 years til this shit stops

[Hook:]

(Verse)
Record in the AM, I’m sweatin up jam
My clothes smell like kush smoke, cookie and cam
Girls pussy poppin just to give me a chain
Old schools, Europeans and cold champagne
This the LI, FE, these bums don’t impress me, they’re broke
Let em choke, damn all this goes heavy
New prezzy, blue Chevy
And baby girl choosin, goddamn she’s too pretty
More guapo, yea they love me like Chapo
Pull up with the top down
Cus they call mePablo
I can put yo man on, girl let the clock go
Take his own face off, hit him with the hollow
Is she ready? When she bring me back fetty?
I been down any turn tricks and the telly
Got that top floor smelly, while it taste like grape jelly
I’mma hold it down for all my loved ones really

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Hook:
Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go
(Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go)
Keep that champagne and Bombay to po
(Keep that champagne and Bombay to po)
Pull up, you know it’s fast cars we drive
(Pull up, you know it’s fast cars we drive)
Say what they want, we just live our life
(Say what they want, we just live our life)

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Hustlin’ – Wiz Khalifa

If I said it I meant it nigga…

We all in

Hahaha everything’s taylord

And fuck it we ain’t got to go to the store no more,
Got my own papers baby girl, feelin get my own weed too,
Get you a pound let you roll that shit,

Uh, I’m rollin up the windows while I’m smokin weed,
Drivin through my town like I don’t know the speed,
Countin so much paper I can’t fold it up,
Bad bitch, she suck me while I’m rollin up,
Ya bitch, you probably see me everywhere,
Money long now my house got tv’s everywhere,
Literally everywhere you turn you see a flat screen,
New bitch, look nothing like my last fling,
Ridin in the maserati nigga no shirt,
Niggas probably hatin’ on me but it wont work,
Camo shorts on like a general,
Mind on a mill, blowin on medicinal,

I’m just a young nigga hustlinnnnnnn, yeahhh
Hustlinnnnn, yeahhhhhhh
[repeat 2x]

Been through every nigga town never had a problem,
Young millionaire, never had a job though,
Throw that money up and watch her hit the ground,
As long as your money up she said its goin down,
Brought her home girl, said that she don’t do friends,
Kick the bitch out and make her find new friends,
Should I get hella high or buy some new rims,
745 for a new benz,
I take everyday and live like its the weekend,
Doin it all if you ain’t ballin take a seat then,
If I said it I meant, throw a stack at that bitch ass,
Let her pay her rent with it,

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I’m just a young nigga hustlinnnn, yeahhhh
Hustlinnn, yeahhhh
[repeat 2x]

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