Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mia Wallace, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 12.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mia Wallace |
Uh, wake up to the cleaning lady knockin' n’shit I close the door so I can bake |
up |
Cause yesterday we partied the night away, stumbled in close to fo', |
room full of expensive bags |
Still all the shit on the floor, but that’s just how you live when your wife’s |
a model |
Smoke a pound soon as we touch down do the same thing twice tomorrow |
Not to mention what I spend in the club nigga don’t even price the bottle |
I promise my weed exotic all my tree is fire when you see me im just |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Im just Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Im just Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' Floatin' |
Down the street pound the beat I smoke a pound of weed |
Heard about it don’t believe come to my house and see |
I be high, I be somewhere where them ounces be |
California Kush, New York smokin' sour D |
Detroit bubba Kush, Atl that’s OG, ask my nigga Burner errbody know me |
Out in Amsterdam, Wizzle smokin' overseas |
Imma hit this bong for errone that smoke trees |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Im just Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Im just Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' on that chronic |
Floatin' Floatin' |