wiz khalifa – mia wallace lyrics
mia wallace
[verse 1: wiz khalifa]
wake up to the cleanin’ lady knockin’ and sh-t
i close the door so i can bake up
cause yesterday we, partied the night away, stumbled in close to four
room full of expensive bags, still all the sh-t on the floor
but that’s just how you live when your wife’s a model
smoke a pound soon as we touch down, do the same thing twice tomorrow
not to mention what i spend in the club, n-gg- don’t need a price the bottle
i promise my weed exotic, all my tree is fire, when you see me i’m just
[hook:]
floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
i’m just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
floating floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
i’m just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
floating, floating
[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
down the street, pound a beat, i smoke a pound of weed
heard about it, don’t believe, come to my house and see
i’ll be high, i’ll be somewhere where them ounces be
california kush, new york smokin’ sour d
detroit bubba kush, atl is og
ask my n-gg- berner, err’body know me
out in amsterdam, wizzle smokin’ overseas
i’m gon’ hit this bong for anyone who smoke trees!
[hook]
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