Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paperbond, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Album song O.N.I.F.C., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Rostrum
Song language: English
Paperbond |
Yup, yeah yeah |
Oh, hahahaha |
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup |
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup |
I got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' life |
Ain’t gon' ever run out |
Uh, get the cork out the bottle |
Get that money up and make your style a lil' harder to follow |
I’ve been hustlin' all the time, that’s the only thing I know |
Now my watch is worth 30 thousand |
Got Cuban links and Italian |
Boy, I’m gettin' it |
Ridin' in my ride, lookin' filthy rich |
Killin' these niggas, I ain’t innocent, my bad |
Ain’t paid the cost, see they just watch me, then copy my swag |
Say I fell off, that’s where you lost me |
How’s that when my name is in my upholstery? |
I’m rollin' up and goin' places across seas |
Hopin' the neighbor don’t smell the shit I bake |
And every day I’m on another plane |
I hardly sleep but hey |
I wouldn’t have it any other way |
Now here we are, now there we go |
You holdin' on to it, we we smoke it all today |
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go |
Now here we are |
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane |
But I’ll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go) |
Now here we are |
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane |
But I’ll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go) |
Uh, so much money that when I pull up |
Hop out and walk in the bank, teller look at me funny |
Know how much I get |
Know I’m liable to walk up in this bitch |
Like Tony with big blue bags of this shit |
And tell 'em «Count it up» |
Ridin' 'round in that Cali |
Got OG Kush in my body |
My nigga, I keep it G and that’s Gucci or that Gianni |
I’m gettin' dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazzi, huh? |
Mo' money, mo' problems, not how I see, huh? |
Mo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruh |
Damn, ain’t it funny how time pass |
Only nigga in first class |
Now here we are, now there we go |
You rollin' on to where we smoke it all today |
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go |
Now here we are |
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane |