Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa - Decisions songtekst
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[Hook] I hear all the time About it all Why they talk? Don't even know what they want Don't even know what they want All that cake Don't even know what they want Don't even know what they want Don't even know what they want [Verse] Uh New bitch Every week She take it all Bonin! Hair long, tatted on her back I get her a first class flight to where my show is Smoke weed, don't smoke weed Cash contact, get drunk Let me hit once, bitch come back Ballin, can't ever control it Don't have to text, don't even calling My name is on it I fuck her good and make that Uber call 6 in the morning I told her I don't need no pills, this Js I'm rolling Feeling my car, feeling my chain [...], I'm feeling that thing Ride with a nigga & I'll put you up all in some game Why would you fuck with another nigga [...] Came at the same time on the both ways We ain't even hardly know each other names By now I'm on my 6 rain or some By now I'm on my 2010 flame or some By now you can say I'm living like Rick James or some Insane, cause it spit flames when I switch lanes on this tone Big bank, no lose change, I do things Champagne me, L.A. me Supper Club throwin' dough, no ray me Fifty deep in VIP, T.G.O.D Your bitch remind me of this ink, she all on me I'm gone, I'm rocking KK cologne I think this bitch just tryna fuck me so I take them at home Take what I do inside the day & put it straight in the song I get another out the counter & put it straight in the bong Imma stay real, Imma stay high Imma stay ready, Imma stay [?] Count til my thumbs hurt, smoke til my lungs hurt What another man say, I'm on my own work Handle business With my real niggas, like a real nigga And it's real business Hard business, no hard feelings All my dogs, god they all in it Hard to get along with us Call a kush joint [?], goddam it cake strong Rollie on my arm, fake niggas y'all really don't appear to a real nigga 808 [Hook]