Текст песни Wiz Khalifa - Errday (feat. Juicy J)

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[Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] ((Juicy J) Foreign cars, thats errday A million off a tour, thats errday Hundred broads, that errday Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way (Smokin’ dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday (Smokin dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday [Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1] Rappin’ ass n-gga There go Wiz he a rappin’ ass n-gga I’m in a Benz gettin’ brain from a centerpiece Before you can mention my name I need 10 at least I know they hate ’cause of the paper that a n-gga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies Yeaa, made men, bunch of made ass n-ggas When you paid then you with some paid ass n-ggas I heard that money grow on trees so I grew one Left my old b-tch at home, got a new one Said that I quit drinking but I’m back at it I said that I quit drinking but I’m back at it Yo b-tch leaving with us n-gga thats tragic The roof go in the trunk thats magic She rollin’ weed and she dont even smoke Come to your job and make it flood you goin’ need a boat [Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] ((Juicy J) Foreign cars, thats errday A million off a tour, thats errday Hundred broads, that errday Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way (Smokin’ dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday (Smokin dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday [Juicy J - Verse 2] I’m 20 years in and I still win Hangin’ with the Taylors drinkin’ Gin and I’m dancin’ Sunday I will ride the Bugatti, Monday I ride Benz Any chick and all of her friends you know Im tossin’ Big money spend, lil’ money fold You got 1 grill, Juicy got 4 Only club that I like gotta have poles Only f-ck with model chicks but I play with hoes My mansion sittin’ on 40 acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now thats paper An Aston Mar’ through the hood I dont need no waiver ‘Cause if you n-ggas get wrong, I’ma see you later Blaooow, blaoow, bloaw [Chorus] Foreign cars, thats errday A million off a tour, thats errday Hundred broads, that errday Gettin’ this money livin’ large in every way (Smokin’ dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday (Smokin dope) thats errday (Run through yo doors) thats errday (Pullin’ hoes) thats errday (Get money mo’) thats errday

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