Wiz Khalifa - Purp And Yellow Lyrics
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Game, YG)[Snoop Dogg]L.A. Leakers (GEEEEE, MIX!!!)Yeah uh-huh, you know what it isPurp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellowYeah uh-huh, you know what it isPurp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]Yeah uh-huh, you know what it isE'rything I do, I do it bigYeah uh-huh, screamin that's nothinWhen I pulled off the lot, that's stuntinGet rep in my town, when you see me me you know e'rythingPurp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellowI put it down from my whip to my diamonds, I'm inPurp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow[Snoop Dogg]Swish! Twenty-fo', that's Black MambaSnoop Dogg, he's a dope rhymerCollaborate, with the Golden StateIn a yellow six-deuce with the purple platesI dip and dodge, I hit three and rollFish and chips, bounce pass down to Pau GasolWe don't give a damn, about the big threeL.A. Lake' sho' we 'bout to three-peataAd you can bet, that's on the setRon Artest about to get wetI'm on the flo', and that's a factSittin next to Uncle Jack, blazin up the purple sack[Chorus][Game]Yeah... Louis Vuitton don, uhhPurple twenty-fo's yellow Lambo' I'm ridinTop blew the guts, doors goin suicidinStuff in the wood nigga know we gon' kill thatBlow it in the air boy bet he gon' feel thatPurp and yellow, purp and yellowWatch me ball like you sittin with Phil atten car caravan, Astons Martins and all them hood whipsThem Cutlasses, them CadillacsThat leather be grippin them wood tipsI was born up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you ain't know thatPops taught me how to get low when the flow clapWent from a boy to a king, any block I five-five-fo' thatNigga better know that, boy they ain't playinSawed off shotty - what they sayin?Nothin to a boss, I put two hoes in that LeCompI come through *****in niggaz off, hop in that truck and then get lostBoy you playin with a King, not Gretzky, hit it if you let meKeep yo' girl wetter than Game on a jet-skiOoh cool cool - say he smoother than a baby's assPops was a dope boy we still spendin eighties cashLook on that Mercedes dash, boy you know what it isBlowin on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz![Chorus][YG]Ridin down Rosecrans, Compton, CaliforniaTurn on the wrong street they might bang on yaHome of the Lakers baby, yea you know it's purp and yellowTake a hit of what I got, I bet it have you seein doublesBut I'm an angel though and yo' girl's a pigeonIts money over e'rything, girl you know the visionNever been a mark, if ya with it we can catch a fadeBrought out 50 blew up the city, young Saddam HusseinPusha Ink the label baby, everything else *****in borinI'm at Roscoe's, eatin with some chicks who foreignI took your girlfriend from you boy, youse a markMy white Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start[Interlude]Hahahahaha, the L.A. Leakers, believe thatY'all already know what it is manIf you don't you should by nowHahahahaha[Chorus]
