Текст песни Wiz Khalifa - This Plane

Deal Or No Deal
Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Wiz Khalifa
Альбом: Deal Or No Deal
Длительность: 03:16
Рейтинг: 1650
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Загрузил: Scarfase

Текст:

Uh, Yea, Uh, Yea, It's Young Khalifa Man This for Spacely, Everyone Call me man Taylor Gang or Die And this project is brought to you by (its deal or no deal) Champagne, and paper planes too Rostrum Records In This Bitch Taylor Gang, Happy Hustle... Deal or No deal Yeaah, Bitch (And Umm) (I'm) [Verse] Screamin fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated Speculating me landing, must of got me mistaken with lame nigga's Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya Left that major situation alone and became richer People talkin' down but see me I'm the same nigga Leave yo bitch around we gone drink the champagne wit her We don't touch the ground see a cloud with my name it, Only ez-widers, please no cigars for me and my gang Fool I'm a legend in these streets cause how I do my thang And Don't wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain Oh, man still they hate and talk smack, knowing if I was gone there be no throne to throw ya rocks at Cruise at maximum altitudes I'm tryna top that So in touch with the real them suckas tryna stop that But I, live or let die, party get high And tell them lames to the plane or let fly [Chorus] Don't know what they hate for I'm Just gettin my paper Well maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame... They gone miss this plane (plane)... They gone miss this plane (plane)... They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane)... They gone miss this plane (plane)... I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to.. [Verse 2] Uh, stuck alone in this wave race Say I'm living to fast, don't plan on changing my pace Got one foot on the gas, there's never a need for brakes Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me plates Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks Wit a couple of broads, my nigga's and who got love for me It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, Imma stand out And view my life through this lens to see how it pan's out Substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a handout Middle finger screaming fuck them nigga's who hated, I'm money affiliated Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded Speculating me landing must of got me mistaken, I'm speaking as the captain of the plane, You's a runner on the jet way [Chorus] Don't know they hate for I'm Just gettin my paper Well maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame... They gone miss this plane (plane)... They gone miss this plane (plane)... They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane)... They gone miss this plane (plane)... I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to..
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