Chris Brown Ft. Berner, Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T. - Yoko Lyrics

Chris Brown Ft. Berner, Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T. - Yoko Lyrics

[Berner]
Bust a couple bands
Blow a 100 fast
I just made a hundred off of 50 pay
Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?
Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?
Round thing, yeah I’m on that loud thang
Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!
Yeah, I’m a stunna, nah, I ain’t Baby tho
Young dude with the lazy flow
Watch all these ladies go
Crazy when I pull up right beside em
I do a buck 30, I’m just into flying
I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I’m lighting
Bucket’s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..
I Call her Yoko Ono

[Chris Brown]
Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes
On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes
I got cash boy, I don’t care what you makin ho
50 thousand on my wrist: I’m feedin eskimos
Damn! Put VA on this shit
Buy 100 f-ckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch
My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch
And you know I kill songs, it’s Burner, CB & Wiz
Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I’m on nigga
15 grand on a what, That’s just my phone, nigga
Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga
Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either..
Call her Yoko Ono

[Wiz Khalifa]
Shades on, Polo white T
Me leaving here alone? That’s unlikely
Not a stoner bitch, but she like me
Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies
They’re popping pills, I’m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Out the back, as ain’t no tags when I’m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don’t ask what it cost
I’m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em
And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y’all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin

Chris Brown Ft. Berner, Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T. - Yoko Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Black And Yellow Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Black And Yellow Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - Intro]

Yeah ah ha

you know what it is

Black and yellow, black and yellow

Black and yellow, black and yellow

(repeated)

[Chorus]

Yeah ah ha, you know what it is

everything I do, I do it big

Yeah ah ha, screaming thats nothin

when I pulled out of the lot, thats nothin

step up in my town when you see me you know everything

Black and yellow, black and yellow

Black and yellow, black and yellow

I put it down from my whip to my diamonds

Black and yellow, black and yellow

Black and yellow, black and yellow

Black and yellow, black and yellow

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 1]

Uh, black stripe, yellow paint

the n-ggas scared of it but them hoes aint

soon as I hit the club look at them hoes face

put the pedal once make the floor shake

suede inside, engine roaring

it’s the big boy you know what I pay for it

and I got the pedal to the metal

got you n-ggas checking game I’m balling out on every level

hear them haters talk but there’s nothing you can tell em

just made a million, got another million on my schedule

no love for em n-gga breaking hearts

no keys, push the start

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 2]

Got a call from my jeweler this just in

and b-tches love me cuz Im f-cking with there best friends

not a lesbian but she a freak though

come stay for one night I’m shining all week hoe

I’m sippin (?) and rocking yellow diamonds

so many rocks in my watch I can’t tell what the time is

got a pocket full of big faces

throw it up cuz every n-gga that I’m with tailored

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa- Verse 2]

Stay high like how I’m supposed to do

that crowd underneath them clouds can’t get close to you

and my car look unapproachable

super clean but its super mean

she wanna f-ck with them cats

smoke weed count stacks

get fly and take trips and thats that

real rap, i let her get high if she want she feel

convertible drop feel, ‘87 the top peel back

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - Up Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Up Lyrics

......I'ma run it..
I dont know whats going on, or about this feelin, you got me feelin,
Cuz everytime I try to leave I'm right back again, yea,
And I aint goin no where, you got me walkin on the ceilin,

So when the times get hard and the nights your all alone, oh,
Ill be the one you call, no tellin where we might go,
And everytime you look up baby I'm right there, flyin in the air,
So let all of your fears gooo oh oh, you never spent the night...low...

It go up up up up up up up up
We go up up up up up up up up,
We go up up up up up up up up
We go up up up up up up up up

So high I'm not comin down, and you wit me you aint comin down eitherrrr,
Lets write our names on a cloud, break sum down,
Roll it up and pass it all around, god dam she a keeeperrr, yea,
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So when the times get hard and the nights your all alone,
Ill be the one you callllll, no tellin where we might go,
And everytime you look up baby I'm right there flyin in the air,
So let all of your fears gooo oh oh, you never spend the night...low

It go up up up up up up up up
We go up up up up up up up up,
We go up up up up up up up up
We go up up up up up up up up

Cuz everythings better when your high,
Everythings better when your high,
Everythings better when your high,
Everythings better when your high,
If you dont smoke I dont kno why

Cuz everythings better when your high,
Everythings better when your high,
Everythings better when your high,
If you dont smoke I dont kno why

Keep all that....even keep that too,
And keep that too but you cut this out.....
Kush and orange juice nigga...

Wiz Khalifa - The Statement Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - The Statement Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah that's it. Yeah! Uh. Where haven't we....Uh.
Know the planes and the, Taylor Gang and the...haha. Uh.

[Verse 1]
Fast cars with bad broads in 'em, I proceed to smoke these trees
And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim, where they bullshit begins I end them
And nope, I don't hear these niggas trippin'
Closing the cabin door and reving up all my engines
The weed is rolled, the drink is cold
It's new to you, to me it's old
C-E-O, these off brand niggas aint really the future, Ms. Cleo
High when I approach, been known, to leave weed crumbs and trails of Sour D smoke
The irony, of suckas who predicted the planes land and know they wanna fly with me
I just let it boost my confidence, roll another joint, drop pilot shit. O-K.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute.

[Verse 2]
Ask me if I plan to be roof top chillin' with some pretty ass women, you'd be glad to meet
Trees stuffed in the passenger seat, charge it to my phone, 'couple changes of clothes
And the OG told me all haters expose they self, so it's best to leave it alone
Pop the cork, put the tree in the bone
Been here for a minute you niggas just catchin' on
Master of the craft, I've grown
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Haters trail the path, I've flown
It's obvious, suckas talk down but we aint trippin'
Hoes fuck with us, say we different
At my hotel chillin', bad women come to fill my marijuana perscription
You niggas know the biz, it's Taylor Gang or kill him.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute.

Wiz Khalifa - In Tha Cut Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - In Tha Cut Lyrics

Niggaz know
Taylor game sunshine or snow
Them hoes running their best clothes
And I prolly fucked your bitch nigga
Real shit

[Chorus]
We never low
Away we go
We suppose to go go
We suppose to go go
We never low
Away we go
Like we supposed to go go
I always keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
Wake up bake up
Gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up

[Verse]
Rolling all this weed I am holding
Thinking she high before before she get the chance to smoke it
Blowing o's she knows my dreams potent
Man at home you living for the moment
Coming for the game, I run it, I own it
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Kush and oj be the components
Come to my crib see money so big you cant fold it
This is how I live
She poured her a lil gin
Then order her another due
before she was finished man freaky got super lubed

[Chorus]

[Verse]
show money
leaving show car low full of hoes for me
hahaha
its so funny
all the paper chasing case the money run from me
in the cup rolling up
keep the beezy waters stuffed
while a lil nigga still smoking hella blunts
what?
I just made use another plane
And poured us some champagne
As soon as we finished she was screaming out taylor game

[Chorus]

Wiz Khalifa - Mezmorized Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Mezmorized Lyrics

[Chorus]
Tell her gang that shit change
But the 'mount of horses in my (?) when I switch lanes
And I be the (?) with the diamonds and my big chains
Have ya in the game the homie I'm doing big thing (big thing, big thing)

And them bitches they mesmerized
They recognized, I keep them so (?)
Keep you some money fucking with me yeah (yeah yeah)

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Wiz Khalifa - Cabin Fever Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Cabin Fever Lyrics

Yeah
Yeaah
thahaha
you niggas know its the gang or kill yourself right?
yeaah
yup
Red hat black chucks black 501's on
That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iphone
Yea I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch
Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your bitch
I'm flyin in a different city every night
Got everything I ever wanted so this can't be life
Breaking down the weed I'm bout to make a plane
A hundred niggas with me all reppin taylor gang

Yeaaahahhhh bitch
Okaaayyyy
yeaah
yup
Lot of niggas fake but me I'm these hoes fate
Feed her alcohol and leave that bitch with no taste
Out of this world need my own space
Back seat and I'm a ride until the chrome break
Big heat will turn your body to a cold case
She don't even make it rain she just throw me face
Got some niggas quick to bang like they major pain
Told there mom I rep the gang she just say the same

Yeaaaaahhhhh bitch

Chorus
if you see em point em out
if you see em point em out

theres a bad bitch in here
if you see her point her out

theres a bad bitch in here
if you see her point her out

yeeeaaahh yupp

You show up to concerts looking like a fan
I pull up in car service looking like the man
Hella reefer smoke a lot of pictures being taken
My bitch from Atlanta my weed is Jamaican
I don't talk much too many niggas hatin
Bout a booty that's my conversation
I dropped a little change on these hater frames
Took her car keys and let her played the way
yeaaah..bitch
Chorus

Wiz Khalifa - Still Blazin Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Still Blazin Lyrics

Still Blazin by Wiz Khalifa
Alborosie
still blazin, still blazin, still blazinnn
cuz jah jah power its so amazinn
give I di strength and protection, keep praisin
each and everydayeeee

Wiz Khalifa
why can' t everyone just smoke like me?
just gimme a quiet place and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business don't nobody gotta know
let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone
and its gettin hard to see you cuz my eyes low
marijuana minutes, nigga time slow
on a kush clock, there's always time to smoke
say I look high? I say I'm high bro..
still blazin onn with me, just facin
I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion
I couldn't wait to go and cop from ray and them

rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement
had dro for sale but niggas was smokin haze then
blew a O a day then, don't know but somehow I made away
and nigga them bills need pay but imm...

why can't everyone just smoke like me?
just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed
where ain't nobody in my business, don't nobody gotta know
lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O
I'm here but my minds gone, 400 a zip that's what I'm on
and I'm gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone
smokin og kush from another time zone
as the smoke begins to pile on
wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm
you niggas styrofoam, lightweight
I'm on my 13th oz, quite baked
you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache
you off that good weed, you need a nice break
see I roll jays up all day and you gonna have to put a 8th in
they sayin its amazin how imm...

Wiz Khalifa - Were Done Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa - Were Done Lyrics

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