wiz khalifa & curren$y - first or last lyrics
[verse 1: wiz khalifa]
oh
like when ricky bobby’s dad said “you first or you last”
i got all intentions on getting this cash
rolling joints up with laser precision
i got major decisions to make
whether to get the maybach or just chill
my n-ggas is real in the feel
blow so much marijuana smoke the smell’s still in the ceiling
owner said the club closed but we still in the building
pullin’ foreigns outside and stuffin’ women up in ’em
got a hundred grand stuffed in these expensive -ss denim
might hit the the racetrack and spend it, and come back with millions
she half sicilian, her family don’t even like blacks
i’m ashing my joint, say her dad gon’ k!ll her
let me borrow the lambo and the path familiar
got every game on xbox
don’t need to get dressed, when i come over it’s sweats and socks
them other n-ggas say they like the taylors, just stop
[chorus: wiz khalifa]
cop a new pad, and smoke one for the life that we never had (never had)
cop a new whip, and smoke one for the sh-t we could never get (never get)
cop a new chain, and smoke one for the time we wanted better days (better days)
gettin’ dollars makes sense, me and my dog worked hard
so we don’t mind spendin’ just a little bit (little bit)
[verse 2: curren$y]
actin’ like a n-gga that ain’t ever had
pull up in a foreign with the paper tag
this a rolls royce b-tch, not a jag
keep a closet full of unpopped tags
n-ggas bring that bullsh-t, they get zapped
never chasin’ b-tches, i be gettin’ cash
my roof in the trunk, joint full of skunk
my speakers blast like they from 12 gauge pump
n-gga your crew on the stump, ain’t got a bag in months
n-gga my crew on the hunt, get everything we want
we was wilin’ when we was young , taylor gang or get jumped
jet life, all you is a chump, knew we was the ones
to change the game and that’s exactly what we done
new orleans where i’m from, in amsterdam catchin’ stunts
new orleans where i’m from, in j-pan rollin’ up
new orleans where i’m from, motherf-cker like what
[chorus: wiz khalifa]
cop a new pad, and smoke one for the life that we never had (never had)
cop a new whip, and smoke one for the sh-t we could never get (never get)
cop a new chain, and smoke one for the time we wanted better days (better days)
gettin’ dollars makes sense, me and my dog worked hard
so we don’t mind spendin’ just a little bit (little bit)
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