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This boy Wiz Khalifa man
And I'm a my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope niggas is used to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get to it

I woke up a California dream again,
Next to someone's who I'll probably never meet again
You her a groupie hoe?
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and
I be on that 747 flying frequent
You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to
And get in the daytime, way about the PM
Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be in
And they ask me if I'm
I ain't long as my good cause she my one and only
got they face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position comfy
bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay me some backup, in case you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga

They me the 501 Don
Mr. know he got a pear of on
My marijuana strong and these hoes ain't shit but probably
Dog I met her at the club, we was up wildin
it to my crib we was both drunk, driving
Now you on some lame shit, claiming my main bitch
Do us both a fav, don't text, don't call me,
I was to ball it's like Spaulding rolling
say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter New Orleans, or a geoge foreman grill,
And eyes caught like Jalil
I'll is I go so I need sudafed,
Big dog nigga all poodle fed
Money in the wall all the vent
got time to blow