Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bugatti, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Date of issue: 18.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bugatti |
| We the motherfuckin best nigga |
| Ace Hood |
| Super, Future |
| I come looking for you with Haitians |
| I stay smoking on good Jamaican |
| I fuck bitches from different races |
| You get money they started hating |
| (Turn Up!) |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| Okay, niggas be hatin I’m rich as a bitch |
| 100K I spent that on my wrist |
| 200 dollars, I spent that on your bitch |
| Do me a model, put that on my list |
| Oh there he go in that foreign again |
| Killin the scene bring the coroner in |
| Murder she wrote, swallow or choke |
| Hit her and go home, I won’t call her again |
| Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college |
| Smoke me a pound of the loudest |
| Whippin some shit with no mileage |
| Diamonds cost me a fortune |
| Them horses all in them Porsches |
| You pussies can’t hardly afford it |
| 4,200 my mortgage |
| Ballin on niggas like Kobe |
| Fuck all you haters you bore me |
| Only the real get a piece of the plate |
| Reppin my city I’m runnin my state |
| Give me a pistol then run with the K’s |
| Niggas want beef then I visit ya place (Bang!) |
| I come looking for you with Haitians |
| I stay smoking on good Jamaican |
| I fuck bitches from different races |
| You get money they started hating |
| (Turn Up!) |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| Yeah, and I’m at it again |
| There go that flow bringin tragedy in |
| Copped me a chain your salary spent |
| Niggas is sweet bring them cavities in |
| Countin money, hourly trend |
| Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins |
| Niggas is squares, coppin' a Benz |
| Neck full of Gold Olympian shit |
| Neimans, I’m blowing the check on they gear |
| Fall on some pussy then hop on the Lear |
| Strapped with them choppers back of the rear |
| Sak pase' them killers is here |
| Woke up early this morning, mind is tellin me money |
| Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor |
| Millionaire nigga no rumor |
| Livin my life off of tuna |
| Wanted with me I deliver the beef |
| Real niggas only enjoyin the feast |
| Pull up a seat, bon appétit |
| No Louboutins put that red on your sneaks (Bang!) |
| I come looking for you with Haitians |
| I stay smoking on good Jamaican |
| I fuck bitches from different races |
| You get money they started hating |
| (Turn Up!) |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| Photographs of dope boys, is all they taking |
| Finger prints on the Rolls Royce, is why they hatin' |
| Push a button on these broke boys, that’s detonation |
| Walk a road to riches bare feet |
| I watch mama struggle now she livin' carefree |
| That’s why I hustle for half a key that’s 12 G’s |
| I’m tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP |
| You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-League |
| Signin' bonus hit that man that’s from thirty feet |
| Left in a puddle, finger prints is on hundred mill |
| And what it is? |
| Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood, we hella Trill |
| Yeah |
| I come looking for you with Haitians |
| I stay smoking on good Jamaican |
| I fuck bitches from different races |
| You get money they started hating |
| (Turn Up!) |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
| I woke up in a new Bugatti |