Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Plane, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 23.11.2009
Song language: English
This Plane |
Uh, Yea, Uh, |
Yea, It’s Young Khalifa Man |
This for Spacely, |
Everyone Call me man |
Taylor Gang or Die |
And this project is brought to you by (its deal or no deal) |
Champagne, and paper planes too |
Rostrum Records In This Bitch |
Taylor Gang, Happy Hustle Deal or No deal |
Yeaah, Bitch |
(And Umm) |
(I'm) |
Screamin fuck them niggas who hated, I’m money affiliated |
Speculating me landing, must of got me mistaken with lame nigga’s |
Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya Left that major situation alone and became richer |
People talkin’down but see me I’m the same nigga |
Leave yo bitch around we gone drink the champagne wit her |
We don’t touch the ground see a cloud with my name it, |
Only ez-widers, please no cigars for me and my gang |
Fool I’m a legend in these streets cause how I do my thang |
And Don’t wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain |
Oh, man still they hate and talk smack, |
Knowing if I was gone there be no throne to throw ya rocks at Cruise at maximum altitudes I’m tryna top that |
So in touch with the real them suckas tryna stop that |
But I, live or let die, party get high |
And tell them lames to the plane or let fly |
Don’t know what they hate for |
I’m Just gettin my paper |
Well maybe they’ll love me more when I’m gone |
I don’t wanna leave, but I need to, it’s such a shame |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane) |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
I try to believe you, I don’t wanna leave but I need to Uh, stuck alone in this wave race |
Say I’m living to fast, don’t plan on changing my pace |
Got one foot on the gas, there’s never a need for brakes |
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state |
Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me plates |
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks |
Wit a couple of broads, my nigga’s and who got love for me It’s lonely at the top, I’m tired of having company |
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, Imma stand out |
And view my life through this lens to see how it pan’s out |
Substitute teacher ass nigga’s, need a handout |
Middle finger screaming fuck them nigga’s who hated, |
I’m money affiliated |
Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded |
Speculating me landing must of got me mistaken, |
I’m speaking as the captain of the plane, |
You’s a runner on the jet way |
Don’t know they hate for |
I’m Just gettin my paper |
Well maybe they’ll love me more when I’m gone |
I don’t wanna leave, but I need to, it’s such a shame |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
They gone miss this plaaane (plaaane) |
They gone miss this plane (plane) |
I try to believe you, I don’t wanna leave but I need to |