Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fucc Shit, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Album song Cabin Fever 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
Fucc Shit |
| I always had hard beats to rap to |
| Always had strong, always had that sack too |
| I was just a young nigga getting tattoos |
| Now they say I’m on, yea they say I’m that dude |
| Great A, I’m smoking on a roll |
| All my clothes smell like chronic smoke |
| Shades on cause I’m fucking faded |
| Buyin all the bottles, show the club we made it |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| I can see through all the bullshit |
| I’m lie to join and make you do a full spin |
| I’mma fly first class with my niggas I’m cool with |
| I’mma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it |
| Faded off gin, let’s call for alcohol |
| I brought it all, I done go spend |
| My homies got all of em in |
| And niggas be mad at us cuz they ain’t ballin |
| They money ain’t tall as us |
| But I never worry bout niggas that talk that shit but keep follow up |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now look, I rep the shit that I was raised on |
| Shitting them dollar signs, what is based on |
| And our road defines and how couldn’t we? |
| Spend the long time in that hooptye |
| But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin |
| Nigga like me got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple bands but |
| I’m all in |
| Came in the game balling |
| My old school, what is yall in? |
| And I’m cashing on and you’re stalling |
| End of the night, your bitch I’m calling |
| But fuck a nigga, wanna roll with me? |
| Let it fight up, let it smoke with me |
| This young fuck the lanes but he love the chin |
| She love to wait then I sling it deep |
| And I’m in the club and I fuck the haze |
| Don’t need them niggas tryina bother me |
| But I puff and powder for the time to be |
| Standing on the couch, call it luxury |
| Lil model chicks wanna fuck with me |
| Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me |
| Wanna come with me but I’m in and out |
| Like I’m supposed to be, still smoking trees |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit |
| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |