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