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Wiz Khalifa

Paperbond

 

Paperbond

(album: Only Nigga In First Class (O.N.I.F.C.) - 2012)


Yup, yeah yeah
Oh, hahahaha
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
I got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfucking life
Ain't gon' ever run out

Uh, get the cork out the bottle
Get that money up and make your style a lil' harder to follow
I've been hustling all the time, that's the only thing I know
Now my watch is worth 30 thousand
Got Cuban links and Italian
Boy, I'm getting it
Riding in my ride, looking filthy rich
Killing these niggas, I ain't innocent, my bad
Ain't paid the cost, see they just watch me, then copy my swag
Say I fell off, that's where you lost me
How's that when my name is in my upholstery?
I'm rolling up and going places across seas
Hoping the neighbor don't smell the shit I bake
And every day I'm on another plane
I hardly sleep but hey
I wouldn't have it any other way

Now here we are, now there we go
You holding on to it, we we smoke it all today
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane
But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go)
Now here we are
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane
But I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go)

Uh, so much money that when I pull up
Hop out and walk in the bank, teller look at me funny
Know how much I get
Know I'm liable to walk up in this bitch
Like Tony with big blue bags of this shit
And tell 'em "Count it up"
Riding 'round in that Cali
Got OG Kush in my body
My nigga, I keep it G and that's Gucci or that Gianni
I'm getting dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazzi, huh?
Mo' money, mo' problems, not how I see, huh?
Mo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruh
Damn, ain't it funny how time pass
Only nigga in first class

Now here we are, now there we go
You rolling on to where we smoke it all today
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane

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