WIZ KHALIFA

WIZ KHALIFA - Staying Out All Night (Boys Of Zummer Remix)

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Ft. Fall Out Boy

(Hook)

I had so much champagne up in the club

And I ain’t come up here and I ain’t looking for luv

I’mma leave all my problems out on the floor

I’mma drink so much that I can’t make it home

So would ya take me home? (yeah)

I had so much champagne up in the club

And I ain’t come up here and I ain’t looking for luv

I’mma leave all my problems out on the floor

I’mma drink so much that I can’t make it home

So would ya take me home?

Now we rollin’ on, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Getting drunk, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Crashing the party, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Getting this money, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

(Verse)

Leavin' all my pro'lems at the door

Pouring up, soon as ya think it’s enough, they bringin’ more

Hanging onto what ni**as told me, 'get yo paper up'

Ya work hard for what ya got, they could neva take it from ya

All ya need is a lil patience, let me demonstrate

All my niggas in the game, we talkin’ cuz we been through

And rolling weed in raw papers, taking shots, gin got me faded

If I get back to yo spot, won’t know how I made it

Now I made my way in the game

So much money, don’t know how a nigga stayin the same

I’m too straight

I get high all day, I take it straight to the brae

I stay fly all week, like seven days on a plane

Came here to spend it not leave with it

Like KK rolled up, let my team hit it

So bum bae, let’s sip 'til it’s payday

That fuck shit don’t play

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Yeah, keep the good times rollin’ and the champagne pourin’

On the plane and I don’t know where I’m goin’

Make sure my team keep ballin’ and the hoes keep callin’

And the money keep fallin’ on the floor

Where ya tryna go, only care about what’s in yo drink

Ya tryna go hard, don’t think about tomorrow

Don’t care about what people think

Ya don’t care about waitin’ outside

Ya be with everybody up in the front

Ya yeling 'ass up, face down' up in the club

And now we turning up (let’s party)

I’m in the club rolling weed like I’m Marley

Smoking dearly departed

That’s kill, too real, come to me get it started

The bottles be poppin’ like it's 4th of July

We just pourin’ them shots, back shooting courts in the sky

Pouring some for the girls, and pouring more for my guys

Cuz we made it my niggas, I just wanna thank my niggas

Hear niggas talking shit, but they ain’t my niggas

(Hook)

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