Wiz Khalifa - Chuck Lyrics
[** feat. Chevy Woods & Neako:][Wiz Khalifa:] Big house, 4 whips, hella tattoos* Smoke good and ya ***** think I'm bad news Bout to go nuts, nigga, Cashews A promoter asked me if I'm booked I say I'm past due Maserati look mean and it's fast too Cinderella bout to get that ***** some glass shoes Niggas acting mushy like cat food Niggas acting ***** like cats do Get a little money nigga, that's cool For putting ya niggas on, yeah you really that dude Smoking 2 L's, living large See my watch and wanna know how much it really cost AP that's an Audemar Agents callin' ***** I'm ballin' like I'm Stoudemire Store running out of papers cause I bought em all Niggas claiming that they Taylor's but they not at all Not far from the tree that's where the apple falls Say the wrong words so guys knock ya apple off No sweetener straight apple sauce Doing movie roles, rapper slash actor dog I'm not a star, somebody lied I'm growing weed up in my car And getting high If I die today, remember me like Jimi Hendrix Butt-ass nekkid covered in all bad *****es[Chevy Woods:] Chevy! I'm praying for you niggas I put that on my Rosary Flash like diamonds, tell me what you tryna see Us high beams?, this a pinky though Washing machine work, I keep a couple lows Foreign *****, she don't even talk She just drop the money off and got a sexy walk 365, no days off Shit I'm the reason they say hard work pays off 28 to 56 is what I learn first Parks Bonifay You see just how that work surf Oh I'm some big shit, Notorious Get you some gunplay bastard and glorious I got the top chopped off riding? ? riding shotgun, oh that's your broad Bright lights, dead charley? Ignorant white, Bill O Reilly[Neako:] I'm kinda high They looking for me, I was probably in the sky I'm always fried when I hop in that double S I can be there in a minute Pepsi blue, I'm the ice cube riding in it Lightly tinted, I be ghost Blownoing smoke, calling them *****es up Dick em down when I pick em up Never keep 'em close Hit em and then I switch em up Audemars bruh, Wizzles riding in Pick up trucks Riding puff bus, tough luck you dumb *****s Never came up, while we riding on planes bruh Yeah we counting hundreds A lot of hundreds, these niggas know that we run it We never blunted Smoking them raws cause we raw Never flaw, fly as you ever saw Real life we riding real cars Hustle hard for muscle cars ***** the best broads Blowin' O's at all cost Natural born stars, what they sayin', yeah! (Sayin' yeah)[Wiz Khalifa:] Taylor Gang Or Die Wizzle
