WIZ KHALIFA - Glass House Lyrics

[Chorus (x2)]

Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.

Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.

Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.

If you aint sup than you can fucked get your ass out.



[Verse]

That's digital situation critical

Hate to make it so blatant baby

But I aint playing

Maybe you got me confused

With one of them other dudes.

I aint none of them.

Under they breath mumbling.

Scared to tell them hoes what it is.

You put yourself in that position.

I chill with all that baller fishing

You fucked around and you caught a shark.

Cold hard, tell your feelings too fall.

I'm too focused on getting my rims polo-coated.

One of the dopest, I'm scheduled one

You just ibuprofen, what is you smoking?

I'm focused to growing they got you choking

The options open, you can hide with them suckers

Or ride low and get higher than a motherfucka!



[Chorus]



Straight stunting, sucker niggas I take from them.

They bitches that is, get up in the car with wiz

They know they going to bank something, aint fronten.

Smoking off the eighth onion

Get it twisted because you see me on your computer screen

Thinking because you got wireless you get as high as us

Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us

Planes over everything in the fly we trust.

This bottle smell is obvious

Than my connect come from cali

Im good long as the money piling up

All the while im just quick lane pimping

Big jane twisting

Walking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping.



[Chorus]



[Verse]

Yo I was candy coated, Bentley colored

?? really made it

Killing with the bumper grill

Chandelier ceiling kush ?

? is you fucking, is you sucking

I was wondering cuz if not

Don't be pushing all my buttons in my cutless

Unless you cutting. Bitch I'm just saying

I aint tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing

Troy shaking knocking pictures off the wall

Southern made call, 808 mean no draws

You got friends I fuck them all

What you mean you aint nasty

Why the fuck you came

Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane.

Mississippi (?) mouth piece frigid

Throw the mic out of sight

Show you bright can you feel it shawty



[Chorus]







[Thanks to Tucker Ebersole(T-Money) (tuckerdtown93@aim.com) for these lyrics]
 

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