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Wiz Khalifa – Bed Rest lyrics
You already know who the fuck it is man
Taylor,
Uh, smoke kush so I ain't got no stress
Stunnin', it ain't no contest
Diamonds all in my Rolex
Cuz I go hard like P90x
See you dudes copying our moves
Now you followin' our steps
Little kids just in the mirror, tryna' flex
Speakin' of flex, shout out the flex
And everyone else that said do this next
Tell these lame niggas cut the check
Try to rest now try the best
Gangsters, trippy niggas, all here with me nigga
My weed's so strong, my brain so gone
Outer space, solar oh
My chain, polar oh
My bank, so long oh
Like I was playing poker, oh, poker oh
My face all on the tele, so fuck what they tell me
I always keep it real, cause people love the real me
They ran up on my bus, cause police said they smell me
So me and lola blow and smoke in la
Flossin', straight bossin'
Take strands, we cross 'em
My chains, ay,
They cost 'em
They haitin', we awesome
Throw back on thinking
Lately I've been thinking
I've been partying too much and living like the weekend
And then I think bout what my life could be
That's when I pour another drink, and light this weed
You really sure you wanna grow up and be just like me?
Chorus:
They say, say I'm livin' it
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dat, dat paṗ er, dat pa-paper I'm gettin' it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Taylor,
Uh, smoke kush so I ain't got no stress
Stunnin', it ain't no contest
Diamonds all in my Rolex
Cuz I go hard like P90x
See you dudes copying our moves
Now you followin' our steps
Little kids just in the mirror, tryna' flex
Speakin' of flex, shout out the flex
And everyone else that said do this next
Tell these lame niggas cut the check
Try to rest now try the best
Gangsters, trippy niggas, all here with me nigga
My weed's so strong, my brain so gone
Outer space, solar oh
My chain, polar oh
My bank, so long oh
Like I was playing poker, oh, poker oh
My face all on the tele, so fuck what they tell me
I always keep it real, cause people love the real me
They ran up on my bus, cause police said they smell me
So me and lola blow and smoke in la
Flossin', straight bossin'
Take strands, we cross 'em
My chains, ay,
They cost 'em
They haitin', we awesome
Throw back on thinking
Lately I've been thinking
I've been partying too much and living like the weekend
And then I think bout what my life could be
That's when I pour another drink, and light this weed
You really sure you wanna grow up and be just like me?
Chorus:
They say, say I'm livin' it
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dat, dat paṗ er, dat pa-paper I'm gettin' it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I'm all about it, they all about it, we all about it
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