WIZ KHALIFA

WIZ KHALIFA - GangBang lyrics

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Feat. Big Sean

[Wiz Khalifa]

Money, money, money

It’s young Khalifa man

And I got money, hoes, money and hoes

I got money, hoes, money and hoes

Big money talking to you

Muthaf-cker thats cause big money bought it to you

I’ll be stuntin while them little n-ggas sayin’ nothing

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]

High ceilings, high hoes, high prices for my clothes and I don’t even pay for it

Barely no major shit

Need a bitch, take a bitch, straight back to that big crib

Let you roll some rapper weed, put you on some new shit

Hit this weed, I show you how I do this

My excuse is I’m in Cali so my smoke’s highly exclusive

And my bitch bad, my money’s through the roof

Your money short you looking mad

You Danny Bonaduce bitch

I’m jumpin’ in my coupe

I’m rollin’ something that taste like fruit

And I hear them n-ggas talkin’ shit but theres nothing much that they can do

When I got a bitch in your city, you should try when you see her

Never trippin’ on no hoes, n-gga what you thought we gettin’ money over here

I’m ballin’ hard, my n-ggas in the same game

I do it big my n-ggas do the same thing

I’m throwin’ signs, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s lookin like I gang bang

I’m rolling up, my n-ggas roll the same thing

I’m smokin’ weed, my bitch smoke the same thing

I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang

[Big Sean]

I tell a bitch bow down to a muthaf-cking G hoe

I work hard, I drink slow

But I never keep drinks low, smokey smokey cause I’m a cheapo

Sippin’ on Pinot Grigio, really hoe, got everything like I got me a genie hoe, yeah

My car look like a building, diamonds dancing on top of my wrist

Bitch I’m ten feet tall when I’m standing on top of my dick

You a sucker hoe, sucka hoe

I’m success, I feel like a million dollars, bitch I’m up next

Money in my hand, I don’t need no hand out

And they all got their hands up cause they f-ck with me hands down

And the car I push got more tent than a camp round

And my picture always on your bitch background

Like Prada, it’s just me and Cyhi

Young enough to be your son, but she call me big papa

She gave me her oh nana, now disappear like tada

She smoking on that Tada, now who the f-ck gon stop her

[Wiz Khalifa]

I’m ballin’ hard, my n-ggas in the same game

I do it big my n-ggas do the same thing

I’m throwin’ signs, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s lookin like I gang bang

I’m rolling up, my n-ggas roll the same thing

I’m smokin’ weed, my bitch smoke the same thing

I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang

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