Retrosuperfuture

Wiz Khalifa, DJ Rell2011年12月27日
歌詞

Retrosuperfuture - Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)/DJ Rell

The minute I wake up I gotta get high

 

The homies we found us a way to get by

 

Lets call us some b**ches and have a good time

A lot of bottles of Vodka as we forget time

 

Lets clean up the Chevy so we can ride by

 

Quick piece of p**sy call it a drive by

I'mma slide by sipping on that high life

And my slippers jack triple where my five light

As a all star I made so many highlights

 

Touchdown field goal this my night

 

She the wild type ready for the wild night

Are you the bi type hanging at the bar type

I hope you are cause that mean a player all right

Smoking like a Taylor so the paper is all white

Tryna to land a plane baby are you really game

Back to the future me and Wiz got this thing saying

I stay high while ya'll stay low

Tryna tell me bout the smell I know

My eyes stay red from all that smoke

The weeds with me everywhere I go

And ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

Ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

Ya'll can't roll

I got yo girl digging all in my ash tray

 

Dicking her down for the few past days

She asked the name of my sneakers are they designer

 

Shawty green as the reefer even the grinder

 

F**king like its a porn in my recliner

 

Looking straight in the eyes they show vagina

 

She's a liar but damn she does it well

 

We on fire imagine what it'll sell

 

All my homies are people that I admire

 

Small clique of real niggas smoking that fire

Holding my dick until the day that I expire

We and Wiz in the Benz getting higher

I stay high while ya'll stay low

Tryna tell me bout the smell I know

My eyes stay red from all that smoke

The weeds with me everywhere I go

And ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

Ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

Ya'll can't roll

I'm in the right pair of Nike Airs

From gravel to marble I travel light years

I'm like chyea I'mma chill right chea

Like the mack 11 on me ni**a no fear

Skateboard aboard to panamerica

 

I make more abroad than in America

 

Waiting for the day bob rose from the dead

In HD as I take an ounce to the head

I stay high while ya'll stay low

 

Tryna tell me bout the smell I know

My eyes stay red from all that smoke

The weeds with me everywhere I go

And ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

 

Ya'll can't roll

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh

Ya'll can't roll

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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