Chris Brown - Bomb (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

Chris Brown - Bomb (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
All my ladies put ya hands up
All my ladies put ya hands up
If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside if ya booty I’ma conquer
If ya question bout my size, I give you the answer
Girl you got that good good
I already know
Tell it by your size
I know you a dancer
Rein-derierre, I’ma call you Prancer
Booty paparaz, pose for the camera

All my ladies if you got it let me know
She thick in her hips, Cold than a motha
Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker
Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

[Wiz Khalifa]
Something like a pimp, nothin’ like them other fellas
Heard that you the shit, girl we should blow up together
Ooh I know you got that bomb shit, call it 9/11
I’m just tryna beat it up, he could it acapella
We should go back to my crib, thats what I’ma tell her
Bring one or two of them, cause your friends looking kinda jealous
Rolling papers like propellors blowing mozarella
Lotta n-ggas in the club, who cares I’m the realest
Tell the waiters we gon need more cases
And when you think the money’s gone we spending more faces
She with homeboy, but she want this
6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz

[Chris Brown]
She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby
I’m in that black Bugatti
and I’m off that Carlo Rossi
I with that Taylor Posse
These ladies wanna party
And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey
So hold up n-gga, stop me
All these haters watch me
I give her the pill and the D, you can call me cocky
Any stage or any beat you know I’ma body
And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty

She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother
Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker
Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece
I give it to her all night, so she don’t wanna leave
[Chris Brown - Bomb (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Tinie Tempah - Till I'm Gone (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

Tinie Tempah - Till I'm Gone (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus]
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I’ll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry
I’ll be back one day

Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I’ll be going til I’m gone (gone)
Til I’m gone (gone)
Til I’m gone (gone)

[Tinie Tempah]
I buy time in Switzerland
I drive round in Monaco
I shook hands with Royalty
I make songs that monarchs know
Ti Ti Ti La So fa?
Mi Mi Mi Ra Do?
Call me Aloe Blacc cause I Need That Dollar yo
ha ha
Hic-hic-hiccup
Blame it on the liquor
I came through like a stick up
Now I’m ballin’ like a kick up
I be cutting off these bitches like an episode of Nip Tuck
And yes I am the best man, I’m so sorry bout the mix up

Come out and play, pour out another bottle
Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow
I do it for the thrill
You know I love the rush
And once you get me going I can never get enough

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus]
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I’ll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a flight
Told her not to cry
I’ll be back one day

Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I’ll be going til I’m gone (gone)
Til I’m gone (gone)
Til I’m gone
But I wont be gone for too long

[Tinie Tempah - verse 2]
In Amsterdam ?
Just came off Aussie tour
You’ve never seen this before?
I’m the one like 2 plus 3
M-M-M-Minus four
Fe-fe-fe-fi-fo-fum
Everytime I can stalk
Yeh, yeh, I’m honest I landed in a rocket
With a crown inside my watch and silver B sign on my bonnet
You don’t need a thermometer to tell you who’s the hottest
Ip dip do muthaf-cker you are not it

Come out and play, pour out another bottle
Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow
I do it for the thrill
You know I love the rush
And once you get me going I can never get enough

[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus]
[Tinie Tempah - Till I'm Gone (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Tinie Tempah - Verse 2]
Ok I’m in it, I’m in it to the finish
I keep them bottles coming like my card aint got no limit
Got some friends that playing football
And some friends that playing cricket
And a mistress that is fine like a f-cking parking ticket
Haha
I said I’m in it, I’m in it til the finish
I keep them bottles coming til there aint nothing in it
I’m like Mario on mushrooms
I’m like Popeye on some spinach
We gon keep it coming till I no speaka no english
Ahh

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - No Sleep Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - No Sleep Lyrics

[verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]
Last night i let the party get the best of me
Waking up in the morning: two hoes laying next to me
Plus i heard an officer arrested me
Good weed and cold drinks: that’s the motherfucking recipe
Nigga and we roll deep, so deep
It’s going down in this bitch: concrete
We gonna party all night: no sleep
Tell the owner them is all my gang
So tonight everything is on me

[hook - Wiz Khalifa]
The drinks is on me
The bitches, the hotel, the weed is all free
Get high, i mean so high we gon’ see the whole suite

No driving, no sleeping
What it look like? it’s the weekend
When the dj play the right song
Gonna drink, gonna party all night long

[verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa]
Leaving from the club now she wanna stay with us
Wanna spend it all, don’t care what i’m paying for
Used to be too young, now i’m out here buying the bar
Everytime i look up, it’s another red cup
Bunch of niggas in the game but they ain’t playing with us
They ain’t spending enough
Man them niggas ain’t ballin they just laying it up
Saying they does, i’m just rolling hella weed
On my way to the club
I had to wait at the club
But now I don’t cause everything is on me

[hook - Wiz Khalifa]
The drinks is on me
The bitches, the hotel, the weed is all free
Get high, i mean so high we gon’ see the whole suite
[Wiz Khalifa - No Sleep Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

No driving, no sleeping
What it look like? it’s the weekend
When the dj play the right song
Gonna drink, gonna party all night long

Snoop Dogg - This Weed Iz Mine (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

Snoop Dogg - This Weed Iz Mine (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

I wake up early in the morning and it feels so good
Smoking on some shit that you wish you could
Jealousy envy please don’t feel bad
This weed is mine get your own bag
A sack full of og under locking key
None for the homies this is all for me
Got a blunt looking like a Cali palm tree
Police roll by I got nothing on me
Cause the smoke is already in the air
I m loked up with two braids in my hair
All star with a kaki suit
I’m gonna fuck around and take it back to classic snoop
On the east side standing on the vip
Back then the only red was my e-y-e
You so p-y-t and you’re looking so fine
I am sorry baby girl but tonight

Chorus
This weed is mine
This weed is mine
You can’t have it
This weed is mine

Get back to the episode sacks full of chronic
Out of this world could relax on the comic
This church music listen to the choir
To burn my kush you must use fire
Dogg like never heard before
Smoking that bomb like thc4
West coast world wide sea shore to sea shore
When is the last time you’ve seen the g in the g4
Don’t worry I’ll wait
Time is ticking I’m tripping
I’m slippin’ away

Into the zone where these ho’s on my dog bone
A dog whistle and they download my ring zone
And she so hypnotized by this pimp poem
What I got here is mien go get your own
I put beats to rhymes get piece of mind
Oz to dye this weed is mine

Chorus
I hear niggas talking about what they rollin’ up
And smell what I smoke before the bag opens up
Good chance if you see me there I’m smoking one
Life’s just to get it from the man who grows the shit
Real nigga blowin weed before I was old enough
If I am in a building is hard not to notice it
Hit up Willy said I got some hos to fuck
I’mma fall through with the ounce of that potent shit
Don’t trip bitch we gonna all sit blow the whole zip
Let you hit mine plus you supply your own little bit
My nigger get high and let the hos twitch
Say you don’t fuck with blunts look how you rolled it
They ain’t smoking like ours I rollin’ up niggas
Cause they’ve be burning for hours
And if it’s fire I am smoking the whole thing intire
[Snoop Dogg - This Weed Iz Mine (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Chorus
I got a roll for you
Do you wanna smoke with me
I wanna smoke with you
Do you wanna smoke with me
(Repeat)

Wiz Khalifa - The Race Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - The Race Lyrics



[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]

The World turning, the weed burning

Them haters talking, I keep earning

Know some will say that lifes a bitch

Well I’ma flirtin and f-ck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases

Old folks jock my car cause they know just what this is

N-ggas felxin’ hard with no bars, they got weak servants

Keep verses, Mortal Kombat

Look at my ring, if I aint ballin’ then what you call that

Nothing but neck and back cause I never left

I did everything right n-gga better yet

Rolling bomb for the n-ggas thats around us

Something like a contractor building from the ground up

Now just

Twist up this weed

Realise that you are in the presence of a G

Don’t f-ck up my paper meaning my cheese

Or the ones I use to roll up my trees

F-ck it, you know what I mean



[Chorus]

I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then they don’t on the low

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own



I’m in a race, and taking the winners place

No foot on the brakes

One the best, homie thats what they call me

It’s lonely at the top, got no company so

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own



[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]

See me, when I’m alone, wishing they could f-ck with me

My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt with me

But I’m just riding dog, doing a buck fifty

Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and Jet Ski’s

Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky’s

My dime piece only recognise the best tree’s

Treat ‘em like I don’t need ‘em boy, you best believe

You in her face, I let her breath



From debated on, to waited on

From hated on, to the n-gga they put cake up on

Cause we are, Young Movie stars

Cause we are, Young Movie stars



[Chorus]

I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then they don’t on the low

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own



I’m in a race, and taking the winners place

No foot on the brakes

One the best, homie thats what they call me

It’s lonely at the top, got no company so

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own



(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)

(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)

(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)



[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 3]

O-ooo-oh, now I just stunt on my own

Bitches aint say shit to me but now they won’t leave me alone

Used to walk the other way

But now they all come to my home

And they calling my phone, cause my paper was looong

Nothing, they aint singing my song

Get hired up, if they want than I bring them along

We flying up, now you want me to take it all off

Want me to take it all off



Tell a bitch I’ma ball and I’ma buy a new crib for my n-ggas n all

Cause I remember days we’d sit and picture it all

N-gga swear I’d leave or pictured I’d fall

Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch think I’m a star

Cause we are, young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthaf-cking millions

Yeah, I said it, muthaf-cking millions

Got my money up, I’m in the building



[Chorus]

I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then they don’t on the low

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own

[Wiz Khalifa - The Race Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]



I’m in a race, and taking the winners place

No foot on the brakes

One the best, homie thats what they call me

It’s lonely at the top, got no company so

Now I just stunt on my own

Now I just stunt on my own

Wiz Khalifa - On My Level (feat. Too Short) Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - On My Level (feat. Too Short) Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
It's the champagne pourin'
Big joint rollin'
Bombay sippin'
No blunt smoking
Bad bitch gettin'
Thick and she got some friends with her
I take 'em out pourin' shots of liquor
Drinkin' out the bottle, smiling in all my pictures
The marijuana loud so them hoes follow like twitter
nigga, you know everything Taylored
Don't rush to the bar fool, if you ain't got no paper
That's the rules, high as fuck, sloppy drunk when I'm passing through
Rollin' doobies up, ya hoe who we pass 'em to
Hit the club spend this money up, roll another one, drink, act a fool
That's what I have to do

[Chorus]
See after drinking champagne all night
Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might
Homie I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeah)
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeaah)

So let me take one shot to the brain
And I order three more shots
I'm going in, ayy
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeah)
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeaah)

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
Spent a couple dollars on my engine
motor roaring when I back out the garage
Gin got me drunk as fuck stumbling out the bar
Plus I'm struggling tryna find the keys to my car
Cause I be going hard, roll the camera
Life just like a movie, I'm the star
Wish you was in my position
You too broke to play the part
Of course I keep some bad women with me in the back
Sippin' Rose with some hash twistin'
All about a dollar, my team in the cash gettin'
Straight out the burb, we drinking we smash niggas
So when I say I'm balling, that don't mean that I'm playing mate
All my diamonds talkin', you can see what they sayin' mayne

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]
In the middle of the night, early in the mornin'
From the streets to the sheets with some freaks, I ain't yawnin'
I'm wide awake, we ain't eatin', we ain't sleepin'
These bitches so high man, we ain't even speakin'
We just freakin'
You rollin' with short dog baby
She was high on that pill so I fucked yo lady
Come to my house I give 'em everything they want
I might not dot it, but I give to ya women
Cocaine, mushrooms, ecstasy, GHB, Marijuana
She can suck it if she wanna
I got tequila, Ciroc and two freaky friends
and this a Wednesday night, this ain't the weekend

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Man I'm high as fuck
Man I swear I'm on my level
Man I'm sloppy drunk
Man I swear I'm on my level
I finna pass out
man I swear I'm on my level
A nigga get smashed out
Man I swear I'm on my level

Man I'm high as fuck
Man I swear I'm on my level
Man I'm sloppy drunk
Man I swear I'm on my level
I finna pass out
man I swear I'm on my level
A nigga get smashed out
Man I swear I'm on my level
[Wiz Khalifa - On My Level (feat. Too Short) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - Say Yeah Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Say Yeah Lyrics

It's say yeah
One night in town, my niggas 'round
Throwin' money, them bitches hit the ground
Then bring it back up, she bring him back up
Put 'em in that black truck, so many hoes they lapped up

My niggas leanin', diddy boppin'
Let's get it poppin', I said let's get it poppin'
Just look at how she drop it, lil mama a certified pro
She need her own show, slide on down that pole and grind slow

Hell no, I ain't countin' my dough, I came to blow it all
And get some brains trynna find miss know it all
And I got my cup filled you see how them bucks peel
Young pimp see how grab me up a chick and just chill

In the back of the club with a stack full a dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hoes everywhere
Niggas stunt like you don't care, throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

I'm high and drunk doin' my same dance
They call it Pocahontas, doin' that rain dance
Talkin' dough I got it, so make it rain man
'Cause tha flow retarded, sorta like that Rain Man

Borderline insane man, look at all these dames, damn
When a nigga gettin' money, and now I'm a changed man
You smell that haze scent, know my gameplan
Trynna get it smackin', I ain't with dat gameplan

Lil momma work for every dollar she drop it low
Pop it slow, stop and go
Lots of smoke, we keep 'em rollin' up
Shorty mad she came with you, she wanna roll with us

In the back of the club with a stack full a dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hoes everywhere
Niggas stunt like you don't care
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

And say yeah
And say yeah
And say yeah
And say yeah

I said listen here, I do it broad day
All day, smokin' on that bomb hay
And I got my cup filled, you see how them bucks peel
Young pimp see how grab me up a chick and just chill

In the back of the club with a stack full a dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hoes everywhere
Niggas stunt like you don't care, throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
[Wiz Khalifa - Say Yeah Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah
(Yeah)

Wiz Khalifa - Black And Yellow Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Black And Yellow Lyrics

Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow [x4]

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Verse 1:]
Black stripe, yellow paint, them niggas scared of it but them hoes ain't
Soon as I hit the club look at them hoes face
Hit the pedal once make the floor shake
Suede inside, my engine roaring
It's the big boy, you know what I payed for it
And I got the pedal to the metal
I got you niggas checking game I'm balling out on every level
Hear them haters talk but there's nothing you can tell 'em
Just made a million, got another million on my schedule
No love for 'em nigga breaking hearts
No keys, push to start

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
Bitches love me 'cause I'm fucking with their best friends
Not a lesbian but she a freak though
This ain't for one night I'm shining all weak hoe.
I'm sipping cleeko and rocking yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in the watch I cant tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up 'cause every nigga that I'm with Taylor

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

[Verse 3:]
Stay high like how I'm supposed to do
That crown underneath them clouds, cant get close to you
And my car look unapproachable
Super clean but its super mean
She wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks, get fly, take trips and that's that
Real rap, I let her get high, she wouldn't she feel that, convertible drop fill, 87 the top peel back
[Wiz Khalifa - Black And Yellow Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus:]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh screaming that's nothing
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
Black and yellow [x4]

Wiz Khalifa - Roll Up Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Roll Up Lyrics

I roll up
I roll up
I roll up
Shawty I roll up
I roll up
I roll up
I roll up

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
Its your anniversy is’nt it
And your man aint acting right
So you packin’ your Domiar luggage up callin’ my cell phone, try and catch a flight
You know one thing straight, I’ll be there girl whenever you call me
When you at home thats your man, soon as you land you say thats all me
But shit aint all g with him no more, you aint entertained
Since I meet you a couple months ago you aint been the same
Not sayin I’m the richest man alive but I’m in the game
As long as you keep it 100 Imma spend this change,

[Chorus]
Whenever you need me
Whenever want me,
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they dont know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I aint gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she aint gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
I try to stay out your business
But on the real you’re so obvious
And if you keep fitting me in your plans and f-ckin up, your mans gonna catch onto us
That white sand surrouding us
He be handcuffing, he should work for them officers
If you rolling I got a spot where I can put you on this medical, and send you home doctored up
You wanna ride with me cause you say that he boring

Wake up you rollin’ weed, cooking eggs in the morning
Aint scared to spend this money I’ll make more of it
First you was in the sky now you say you in orbit

[Chorus]

No matter where I am
No matter where you are
I’ll be there when its over baby
Cause I was there from the start
No matter if I’m near
Don’t matter if your far
All you do is pick the phone up lady
And I’ll be there when you call

[outro]
Whenever you need me
Whenever want me,
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they dont know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I aint gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she aint gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I roll up

Whenever you need me
Whenever want me,
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they dont know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I aint gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she aint gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up
[Wiz Khalifa - Roll Up Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up