Wiz Khalifa ft. Wale - The Breeze | Текст песни

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• Wiz Khalifa ft. Wale
• The Breeze

Cool as the summer breeze, pimpin is nothing to me
Roll up that purple and breathe. Sit back and fuck up the beat
Them niggaz be hating but, Them niggaz suckers to me
Who here is fucking with me. Is not a dicussion

I be in my own class Bitch. I got them cold raps
I fuck the world and fuck your girl. And give them both an orgasm
Leave your show cancelled. Leave them with no answer
The master of my domain. Yes, I am no costanza

First I had potential. Now I got them answers
I'm smokin on that VUDU. And that's worth the papa shango
Cooler than a fan circulating. When it's dancin in my face
I get one chance. Imma take it

So, Lord forgive me for my indirect sinning
Am I cheating on this woman?
If I'm getting naked pictures from another. I love her
And I'm always gonna want it. But let me be 100

See monogomys redundant
Sometimes you find the one
Sometimes you give it up
Sometimes you buy that ring

But no problems, you in luck
Sometimes it ain't what's up
Sometimes you play the field
So for now I'm doing me and I'm finding it's

{Chorus} - Wiz Khalifa

I hear em talking they all saying
They doin they thang
But they not like me
I'm getting all this
Loving all this
Money that's how it is
And how it's gon be
If you're ballin (When you're ballin)
You can see em major fans
Watch em niggaz on the sidelines hating (sidelines hating)
But I'm too high back up I can't hear what they're saying (saying)

Wiz Khalifa:
Definiton of cold. Ice, 30 below
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes
Roll some weed. The homies ain't gotta know
Get you high, keep it on the low
All this paper I fold. Meeting fuckin hoes on the road is taking it's toll
Now how you think? Don't even speak unless your talking Franklins
Ran out of weed, but see I kept it G and brought a joint to bake so

So cool my bitch got no shoes
My whip is new but I'm playing old school
Always keep it up-to-date that's why the hoes choose
Yesterday is paper, that's why you old news
Hated on my team until they seen he won't lose
Homie used to be a player.
Now I coach fools
On how to get your money, live it and spend it just how you're supposed to Called some bitches to roll through in (Cool!)

{Chorus}

I hear em talking they all saying
They doin they thang
But they not like me
I'm getting all this
Loving all this
Money that's how it is
And how it's gon be
If you're ballin (When you're ballin)
You can see em major fans
Watch em niggaz on the sidelines hating (sidelines hating)
But I'm too high back up I can't hear what they're saying (saying)

Wale:
Back in my zone
Fresh out the B.E.Tizzy
Shoutout Beeba and Nicki
Tell Mr. Hill we ain't trippin we cool
I'm blowin sticky and blowin out of that Lex
I'm living with no regrets While I'm getting over my ex's

Access granted, take a step up in my World Cup
My niggaz is thorough cut
Sip until I hurl up, Oca hold up,
I got bitches sewed up. What y'all niggaz know about it
My kick game is World Cup
World Cup, I know that they don't get me
I keep them bitches clean, though my sneaker game is messy (Messi)
Due to my under-selling no I didn't get that Bentley
But that this AMG, I'll do for nothing
Vicious transmission for my bitches ambitions
I just wanna rep my hood so
I'll be good if I don't get rich
I'm good if y'all don't listen
Just catch me out the District
And I'm probably in some limited shit they ain't never shipping
Sometimes you do get dough
Sometimes you get the cheese
Sometimes you go to stores and buy errything that you see
Sometimes you do get broke
Sometimes you be on E (empty)
Bu