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Wiz Khalifa
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Hopes & Dreams
Oh, long money, hopes and dreams
Always be around them niggas with paper
But got your own money
This yo world, buy this drink for you, girl
You said, 'Tell the DJ play this song for me'
Here's my number 'case you ever need company
Better weed, tons of drink'
Love the way I dress, let her rub my ink
Hell, yeah, I'm fly, that's why they all with me
Got money fall and she make dough
I'm givin' her all she can take though
And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no
I'm spendin' it all 'cause that's what we came for
Yeah, that's what we came for
Throwin' my money when I see you
Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low
Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
Throw it in the air, watch that paper fall
Don't know how much I came here with
End of the night, shit, she gon' take it all
See them diamonds in my chain
You ain't gotta know my name
Rushing to the bar
I need another round of drinks then it's to my car
Puff a pound of dank, now we in the stars
And I'mma make it rain, drown the sink
Got money fall and she make dough
I'm givin' her all she can take though
And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no
I'm spendin' it all 'cause that's what we came for
Yeah, that's what we came for
Throwin' my money when I see you
Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low
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Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
And all them other hoes competin'
They ain't even comin' close, close, close, close
Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips
You a big girl, you buy your own shit
Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip
No leasing yours, you like to own shit
So rich, the one them niggas hate
The bitches wanna go with
I'm 'bout O's like it's Wheel of Fortune
Feelin' flawless, living' lawless, get?
Throwin' my money when I see you
Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low
Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
And all them other hoes competin'
They ain't even comin' close, close, close, close
Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
I'm throwin' money up and watchin' her go round and round
Watchin' her go round and round
I'm throwin' money up and watchin' it come down, come down
And it come down, come down
Oh, we can go to my house or we can go to your crib
We can jump in your car, you can see how I live
But I'm still throwin' money up
So much I'm losin' count, can't count
So much I'm losin' count, can't count
Yeah, I'm countin' about
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