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wiz khalifa - ya mean lyrics

[intro]
grow
(yeah…)
h-llo?
yeah where you at?
(yeah… yeah)
i’m down by uh, the ya mean, right now n-gga
takin care of this school, ya mean?
real quick, ya mean?
yeah, after that, i’mma go on down with that one ok?
(green lantern, evil g*nius)
oh, on a, ya mean?
uh huh!
oh, oh, ok i smell you my n-gga
hey, hey, oh umm
(evil g*nius, dj green lantern)
ya mean?
ya mean?
(this is a f-ckin invasion)
ya mean?
(wiz khalifa)
it’s young wiz
(pittsburgh, whattup 412, i see y’all)
yeah…
ya mean?
ya mean?
ya mean?
ay, ay

[verse]
you see my pants sag low
i’m smokin’ on the dro
you can tell by the swag
that the young’n gettin’ dough
not a rookie in the game
i’m a certified pro
gettin’ bugs bunny money
i’m with warner brothers, ho
if they haven’t heard about him
then you ought to let ’em know
n-gga straight up out the hood
but gettin’ dough for every show
i’m the prince, do my thing on you, bro
gettin’ bugs bunny money
i’m with warner brothers, ho
if they haven’t heard about him
then you ought to let ’em know
gettin’ bugs bunny money
i’m with warner brothers, ho
if they haven’t heard about him
then you ought to let ’em know
n-gga straight up out the hood
but gettin’ dough for every show
i’m the prince, do my thing on you b-tches
tell ’em “lets talk money”, t-pain on you b-tches
i be ridin’ real high, switchin’ lanes on you b-tches
50 box of cigarillos, got a thang for them swishers
still the same lil n-gga, never change for them figures
i see me a bad b-tch, i get a name and the digits
and my aim is to split it
i like a little bus down
she ain’t with the bullsh-t
and like it when i come ’round
yeah, you see me, you’ll see a cloud of smoke
blowin’ on jamaican
bought the pound straight up out the boat
my city show me love
there be them clown n-ggas talkin’ though
i make the money pile
make her smile
when i spark a o
weed smellin’ tropical
to me you’re not a obstacle
i run through everyone one of y’all
i see you tryna stop him though
haters on scope
a n-gga wanna act up
breeze got the front
and big lonnie got backup
i roll a sack up
gotta stay high
i’m a fresh young n-gga, so i gotta stay fly
and i’m married to the game, so my cake is to the sky
yeah i’m gettin’ all this money, it don’t make you wonder why
i’m the truth, no lie for you f-ckers
got a b-tch like snoop, from the wire for you f-ckers
and you tired motherf-ckers
can keep sleepin’
’cause y’all dreamin’
i’m out livin’, smokin’, chillin’
ask your b-tch ’bout the kid, i’m so appealin’
i get that money up from floor to ceilin’
motherf-cker
get up
yeah
(warner brothers records)
i’m that n-gga
it’s grow season, b-tch

- wiz khalifa lyrics

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