Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa - B.A.R. (Burn After Rolling) lyrics
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Tailor game Paper planes... uh And no matter what I say Everyday I keep count Whoever niggas speak about Lambourghini dreams, beach house wishes Pour bottles of champaigne for my beach house bitches It ain't new to me that money boy I been bout Throwin' hundreds on the floor I tell her keep count Nigga they in love with what I say cause aaa Really live the life you other niggas speak about Got my camera man he's down to do a movie for me Couple niggas round that's down to do the shootin for me I'm still ridin' with my main bitch She rollin' a joint somethin' old school playin' She love me we fuckin', we in the fly free zone with some niggas who capped an save it I let her shop til she drop dead Sleepin' in her crib wake up to decent pot plant Jordan shorts and a pear of polo sotch blazin' with yo bitch You wanna live smoke this I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live) I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin') And float ooon an float oooon an float oon I talk numbers I have people to speak for me If you love her then how did miss or could you keep shawty Ever fly private, so much diamonds in my chain hell a sky milage I fell asleep on a plane An never woke up, an now I'm livin' the dream Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king They wanna live comfortably sippin' on champaigne Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing I gave my Momma the O she told her anythin' that come through the door to open the whole clip I'm with yo bitch smokin' let her keep the mid I'm a roll this potent Hotel so close to the water you can even hear the ocean Them bitches can't breathe beware of em niggas with tattoo sleeves I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live) I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin') And float ooon an float oooon an float oon One smoke cause they know that I keep flavors Tell me how them other niggas lame And she love a cool press so she fuckin' with the tailors We're all stars and smoke papers, iphone with no ring tones Vibrator on plain mode, palm trees, an bumpy road The weed burning, but the the money just blow While I'm lookin' at your nigga's face Light another l an pull the liquor out the case Niggas tryin' to fell see me now they wanna hate Fly another plane in different city, nother state My cash change the forecast, as a team was half baked before classs Now I smoke joints with other niggas hoes And this shit you burn after you roll I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live) I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin') And float ooon an float oooon an float oon