Wiz Khalifa Mt. Money текст песни, слова песни Mt. Money Wiz Khalifa & Fashawn
Wiz Khalifa - Mt. Money
feat. Fashawn
Take your favorite place, I get the plan, we gone
Roll up the marijuana right where my job is
Getting all this money got me living lawless
Popping hella bottles don't care what it costs
Started small time, now my diamond flawless
Fuck you talking bout bitch my new watch just changed the game
Rich and all my niggas ball and call me major pain
I just spent some racks on all this fabric
And my style it say she got it
Swear to God is just like magic, cause the store it didn't have it
My flow is supersonic, bitch I'm floating off that chronic
Champagne, I got lot of it, if it's new then I'm rocking it
Climbing all my money, standing on top of it
New chainz I got 2 of those, lot of haters we through with those
Get money and get more [x2]
I new to smoking some og, used to burn about an ozzie
Sold weed that was '03
Now a nigga need 4 keyz, bare arms, no sleeves
My cappy short, no jeans
Shawn [?] motherfuck that codeine
I'm east side, so what, bitch niggas got no nuts
[?] we grown ups, teach ya how to keep the chrome tucked
And a bad bitch that I won't fuck
And if her head good, she might get her toes up
High socks I'm low cut, fat spliff I don't roll blunts
You shine while I glow chump [?]
Not a day that I'm sober, on the block and I'm posted
Crack pot but we toastin'
Champagne, I got lot of it, if it's new then I'm rocking it
Climbing all my money, standing on top of it
New chainz I got 2 of those, lot of haters we through with those
Get money and get more [x2]
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