Feat Juicy J

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] (Juicy J)
 Foreign cars, thats errday
 A million off a tour, thats errday
 Hundred broads, that errday
 Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
 (Smokin’ dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday
 (Smokin dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday
 
[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
 Rappin’ ass n-gga
 There go Wiz he a rappin’ ass n-gga
 I’m in a Benz gettin’ brain from a centerpiece
 Before you can mention my name I need 10 at least
 I know they hate ’cause of the paper that a n-gga see
 Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies
 Yeaa, made men, bunch of made ass n-ggas
 When you paid then you with some paid ass n-ggas
 I heard that money grow on trees so I grew one
 Left my old b-tch at home, got a new one
 Said that I quit drinking but I’m back at it
 I said that I quit drinking but I’m back at it
 Yo b-tch leaving with us n-gga thats tragic
 The roof go in the trunk thats magic
 She rollin’ weed and she dont even smoke
 Come to your job and make it flood you goin’ need a boat
 
[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] (Juicy J)
 Foreign cars, thats errday
 A million off a tour, thats errday
 Hundred broads, that errday
 Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
 (Smokin’ dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday
 (Smokin dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday
 
[Juicy J - Verse 2]
 I’m 20 years in and I still win
 Hangin’ with the Taylors drinkin’ Gin and I’m dancin’
 Sunday I will ride the Bugatti, Monday I ride Benz
 Any chick and all of her friends you know Im tossin’
 Big money spend, lil’ money fold
 You got 1 grill, Juicy got 4
 Only club that I like gotta have poles
 Only f-ck with model chicks but I play with hoes
 My mansion sittin’ on 40 acres, who the neighbors?
 Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now thats paper
 An Aston Mar’ through the hood I dont need no waiver
 ‘Cause if you n-ggas get wrong, I’ma see you later
 Blaooow, blaoow, bloaw
 
[Chorus]

 Foreign cars, thats errday
 A million off a tour, thats errday
 Hundred broads, that errday
 Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way
 (Smokin’ dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday
 (Smokin dope) thats errday
 (Run through yo doors) thats errday
 (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday
 (Get money mo’) thats errday



                          Thanks to adrianna for correcting these lyrics