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

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

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