Wiz Khalifa - Spotlight Lyrics
10 steps ahead of these niggas, foolThats why they ***** wit me instead of these niggas YEA!Hahaha, yea, this beat go perfect with my beltHaha It match my Damiere luggage tooJoints rolled up, ask Louis VuittonUh, bad *****es and cold drinksYou know what it is man, Taylor Gang(Wiz Khalifa)No joint roaches in my carPlay the game smartWe gone get this cheeseDon't give police a reason to ***** us offI done seen the upsNot a stranger to the downsBut for now we're smoke devers in my loftChampagne with *****es with foreign namesMy homie hit me on the textHe want nothin just to tell me that i got nextAnd keep it GI'm in your town frequentlyGot the bottle, bring the treesWatch some movies hit this weedYea a nigga livin care freePlease Don't blow my fly pardon the high nigga tendenciesAnd duplicate us but the planes but they pretend to beThrough all the bullshit overcame and still remained a Gclicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's smokeShe leave the room, you smell it on her fingers broAskin silly questions, bout where you beenSaying you look differentHad the time of her life not to mentionYou ain't been this high in a minuteTook ownership over the airI'm fly, You niggas just trying to visityea... Yea *****(chorus)Where ever that paper go,I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit itI gotta know,We in the spotlightNever been high as you are until you get on my flightUp and the waaay we goOn my plane, momma they know my nameEverywhere that we go,And they rep the gang everywhere that we goEverywhere that we go, Ohohh(Wiz Khalifa)While you at home on twitter tryna hack in her page and shitWe smoking and crackin jokes at how lame you is, UHHotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a joint rollerA tight end became from underground like a oilerHere like I never left back like a spoilerGive my keys to valet, waiter take my orderYall been waitin for real niggas to eat the way they oughtaKyleon(Killa Kyleon)Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush reeferGood drink that'll seat yaPut you in a sleeperLouis on my beepers but i see that bread (clearly tho)Good music is the consequence we legends (really tho)Minus Kanye, but we got this money in commonWe get it day and nightCould've married to it no woman.I'm the shit, no bumminMoney talk, no humminPut the GPS on it, Locate it, im comminI'm in somethin paper plate it,Get it, decapitate itAnd if the bomb creamsSuper boats swangs fascinatedWith the fast lifeHaters to the left i got my cash rightIrish spring green make 'em blow it like a bag pipeGet up like a flashlightVVS's is in my necklace lookin like bad dikesAll my *****es bad likeMike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim Kardash type5 star chicks, first class like my last flight.(chorus)Where ever that paper go,I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit itI gotta know,We in the spotlightNever been high as you are until you get on my flightUp and the waaay we goOn my plane, momma they know my nameEverywhere that we go,And they rep the gang everywhere that we goEverywhere that we go, Ohohh
