[Hook x2:]
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Hol up, we dem boyz
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Hol up, we dem boyz
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Hol up, hol up, hol up, we makin' noise
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Hol up, hol up, we dem boyz
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[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
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Hol up, hol up, hol up, pop a bottle
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Hol up, hol up, hol up, if you suck then swallow
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Smell that marijuana, they gon' follow
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Throwin money on her like she won the lotto
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Pussy must be serious
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Scared of heights come face your fears
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Do it just like Nicki gon' and bend it over
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Say she never smoked I turned her to a stoner
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Young nigga but I'm ready
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Oh, foreign girls call me sexy
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And white girls gimme becky
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But first I gotta roll this joint, baby hol' up
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Tyga]
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Hol up, hol up, had to check the rollie
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You know what time it is, bad bitches only
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My nigga caught a case bailed out in the morning
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Cause we got dollars bitch, so don't you dial The Police [?]
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I'm repping and mixing my time like nigga what is you saying
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Come fly to LA and I'll show you [?]
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We at the story, now the star island
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Mianmi and mollys, the young rich king I'm wildin'
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Hol up, hol up, hol up, tryna' be so fucking bout it
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You want my life style, just don't read the comments
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Plotting on a hundred mill, [?]
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Sh rocking with a cold nigga, that bitch excited
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This ain't no play, [?]
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Taylor gang and them last kings, bitches know my name raw on my license plate
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
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Hol up, hol up, hol up, you drive me crazy
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Number 1, bitch you can't replace me
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Leave the club these hoes be tryin to chase me
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You got a ass so fat lets make a baby
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Damn, I'm smokin weed in my mercedes
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Hol up, these niggas broke, these niggas lazy
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Man they money slim, they actin shady
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I'm in my brand new car, who wanna race
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Ho, bitch you ain't call my phone so why you showin up
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I'm takin them shots all my niggas stay loaded up
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Man on the low all these hoes be actin so material
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Hol up, man did you see her interior
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[Hook]
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We Dem Boyz (Tyga Remix)
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Wiz Khalifa |