Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Getting Loose , by - Wiz Khalifa. Song from the album 2009, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jet Life
Song language: English
Getting Loose |
| Yeah, ooh |
| Van Gogh |
| Yeah, yeah, shit |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain’t going for the floof, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain’t going for the floof, what? |
| Uh, scrapers in the city, Daytons on the 57 |
| Chevy chrome, suspension four switcher |
| LS engine, bitches came with the interior |
| Dope pot, stir it up, fumes got her tearing up |
| '79 Malibu, mash down the avenue |
| If them niggas really wanna race, bring the bag through |
| Came through in the space coupe, everything new |
| Umbrellas in the door, galaxy in the roof |
| Boss in the booth, sharks after the loot |
| Be cool, muhfucker, ain’t nobody asked you |
| Goin' where the money at, came back with all that |
| Blabber-mouth bitch gave my niggas the treasure map |
| We know where it’s at, muhfucker, forget a plaque |
| For twice what you pay, homeboy, you could get it back |
| We could call a private plane like a taxi cab |
| Crib with extended driveway and a heli-pad, bitch |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain’t going for the floof, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain’t going for the floof, what? |
| Bars in the hook all that it took |
| We don’t gotta ask questions, we wrote the book |
| This life way better than it look |
| You ain’t gonna get to work on foot |
| Got these other rap niggas shook |
| 10 years, ain’t miss by a hair |
| You could drop shit in this whip, not a hair |
| Proceed with care, the set keep trees in the air |
| No need for VIP passes, my whole team in the clear |
| VS in all our pieces, try to call our phone, can’t reach us |
| We probably out the country or rolling weed up, playing FIFA |
| And my cars is decent, some of 'em older, some recent |
| Leaving my keys in, this one for today |
| You gon' see a new one this weekend, on gang |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose |
| I don’t wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah |
| I’m getting loose, young nigga, getting loose |
| I ain’t going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain’t going for the floof, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain’t going for the floof, what? |