Lyrics Extra Extra Credit - Wiz Khalifa
Eh
(yea
buddy)
Yea
Yea
(you
know
what
we
do
around
this
time)
Yeaa
(Through
the
roof
swag
on
you
fuck
niggas)
Yea
yea
I
aint
gon
deny
it
I
be
on
some
fly
shit.
See
it
and
I
want
it.
Like
it
then
I
buy
it.
You
paying
for
it,
I
can
make
it
priceless
I
told
you
all
this
money
aint
for
show,
I
let
it
go.
If
you
get
money
(money)
then
you
know
just
what
I’m
talkin
bout.
4x
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
her
name
you
don’t
need
to
know.
If
you
can
take
her
off
of
me,
that
mean
iont
need
that
hoe.
Yea,
I’m
like
the
number
three,
something
you
aint
seen
before.
So
we
get
it
smackin
once
we
get
back
to
my
vehicle.
I
got
so
much
drink
to
pour
and
I
got
my
reffer
rolled.
Girl,
I’d
love
to
stay
but
gotta
pack
my
things
so
we
can
goooo.
They
call
me
sayin
they
need
to
know
How
erryday
I’m
working
but
my
life
just
like
the
weekend
though
And
when
we
in
the
club
the
owners
gon
acknowledge
us
Me,
I’m
drunk
as
hell,
throwin
champagne
bottles
up
Yea,
we
super
stars
so
the
camera
crews
follow
us
And
all
my
diamonds
traffic
jam,
they
give
you
some
kinda
rush.
Baby
I’m
a
star.
You
can
join
this
constellation.
Shit
wherever
I
want,
can’t
deal
with
constipation.
Any
chick
that
I
handle,
I
teach
‘em
patience.
How
not
to
win
the
award
but
be
glad
for
your
nominations.
If
getting
money
is
the
case
then
I’m
guilty.
Need
a
shower.
Filthy.
Wipe
me
down.
I’m
famous
all
the
bad
hoes
like
me
now.
They
don’t
just
wanna
fuck,
they
wanna
become
wifey
now.
You
tryna
make
a
name
but
me,
I
got
my
own
cloud.
And
I
can’t
share
no
air
space.
See
I’m
so
Taylor
Gang.
I
aint
gon
deny
it
I
be
on
some
fly
shit.
See
it
and
I
want
it.
Like
it
then
I
buy
it.
You
paying
for
it,
I
can
make
it
priceless
I
told
you
all
this
money
aint
for
show,
I
let
it
go.
If
you
get
money,
money
(then
you)
know
just
what
I’m
talkin
bout.
4x
Yea
All
this
money
got
me
feeling
bold.
And
niggas
starring
like
they
scared
the
speaker’s
getting
old.
You
look
decent
but
your
girlfriend’s
a
centerfold.
I
keep
my
mind
closed
for
bitches
whose
tryn
dig
for
gold.
Big
cake,
yall
dinner
rolls.
You
just
sink
boy,
I’ve
been
afloat.
I’ve
been
in
this
game
and
E
gave
me
the
sticks
now
I’m
in
control
And
I’m
playing
on
difficult.
I’m
another
plane
New
day
another
ticket
So
we
smoke
til
the
life
Write
my
name
in
the
swisher
smoke
Niggas
know
if
they
don’t,
then
they
bitch
does
Rosé
bottles
spree
until
they
free
my
big
cuz
I
tell
her
that
she
drunk
She
say
she
just
buzzed
Half
a
bottle
later
she
sayin
she
in
love
Some
will
say
it’s
the
fame,
some
will
say
the
drugs
Got
you
losin
your
brain
and
doing
these
things
in
puuuublic
Im
on
some
own
world,
other
shit
And
you
gon
have
to
find
some
decent
shelter
to
get
covered
in
If
she
got
no
panties
on
then
let
her
in,
And
her
set
of
friends.
Meet
the
gang,
whoa
I
aint
gon
deny
it,
I
be
on
some
fly
shit.
See
it
and
I
want
it.
Like
it
then
I
buy
it.
You
paying
for
it,
I
can
make
it
priceless
I
told
you
all
this
money
aint
for
show,
I
let
it
go.
If
you
get
money,
money
(then
you)
know
just
what
I’m
talkin
bout.
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