[Wiz Khalifa Verse]
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24, from the hood and I made 11 million this year so I¡¯m throwin up paper
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Got a bunch of niggas with me that done made it from the bottom
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Gettin' money, all throwin' up Taylor
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You can roll em out, puff em, I don't save it
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I stuff em I don't gotta chase money I¡¯m good
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I¡¯ll bake the whole onion and replace it like its nothing
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Ya I¡¯m talkin straight cookies no oven
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And I¡¯m smokin' in public, rich folks still love it
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He talkin', he bluffin', that's my chick, she stuntin'
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And my team is the wildest, try and get high enough to see Mr. Wallace
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Thumbs green like the mile is,
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This for my youngins gettin steamed up in college
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If you seen all my closets so much style its like my stylist had a stylist
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And my crib like a place Wizzle go hard like a callus
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa + Juicy J]
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All we smoke is papers, blowin' hella flavors
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Smokin till its gone, that's how we do it cause were Taylor'd
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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[Juicy J Verse]
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Cop a pound, come a pound, roll a pound, blow it down
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Call a ho, it¡¯s goin down, Juicy J from stoner town
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Originality where Mary Jane control the sound
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Blue Dream and Lean for all of those who knew the time
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Hash, kef oils in the gas mask we be doin numbers like its math class
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Match one, nigga don't you know I¡¯m match back
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Colors on the herb make the bud look abstract
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Smoke good, cause I deserve it, sour diesel got me swerving
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I¡¯m swerving, right up on the curbing
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Big bong rips, got my chest hurting
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Purp naps, in the Marriott sweet
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I wanna taste the weed but the swisher too sweet
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So make sure you know its only Taylors if we meet
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If you get trippy mane you can even choke a bean
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Blood came through and just dropped off a load
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And I ain't sellin shit everything gettin smoked
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Smoke when I get up, smoke myself to sleep
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Taylor Gang bitch 10 pounds every week
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa + Juicy J]
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All we smoke is papers, blowin' hella flavors
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Smokin till its gone, that's how we do it cause were Taylor'd
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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[Berner Verse]
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Bern I¡¯ma rep for my city, I¡¯m on two blue pills and got the room smelling pissy
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Ask, I tell her don't kiss me don't come up for air
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Lost your bitch to the game, fuck it life isn't fair
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I¡¯m too chill, 2 mil re caught with my rap money
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Two or three pads bad bitches roll the planes for me
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Two strains that my new nickname
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Cherry pound cookie all you see is a big flame
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Stunt, grown man with a coat on
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Trippy in a room full of girls with no clothes on
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Butta ya I love how I¡¯m leavin
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I just left the night club I¡¯m in bed with 3 women
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Too high, too fly, big belly cause I eat good
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Blew 30 grand on drinks, I better sleep good
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Bag full of shit you probably seen in my twitpics
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Hoodrich the only thing a stripper get is good dick
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Ya I¡¯m so slow motion in an s class floating hard to keep my eyes open
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A king pin I keep weed by the elbow
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Skin all itchy tonight, I¡¯m sippin yellow
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa + Juicy J]
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All we smoke is papers, blowin' hella flavors
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Smokin till its gone, that's how we do it cause were Taylor'd
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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Get high (get high), get fucked up (fucked up)
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GFU (Motto Remix)
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Wiz Khalifa |