Letra da Música The Life de Wiz Khalifa

Yeah! Its young Khalifa man, Currensy the hot spitta
look in the mirror man ask yourself one thing hahahaha
How Fly yeahhh

Wiz Khalifa
Foot on the gas, im fast living picture me
I aint have no pot to piss in
now im checking bags cheif and hash
with politicans helicopter pads some hoes
to get to know and hella zags, no tagss.
I aint one to brag but if you aint trying to hear
about the money drugs and women then
I aint one to asskkk. Smoke so much that I'm
going brain dead Hoes mad at me
cause my phone off until my plane land. I tell her
whoa!.. slow down baby the spitta with me
its enough to go round lady, you drive by
I give her wings redbull and Jim buckets
of a couple paper planes broadcasting my
name over internet airwaves bitches
hear me on twitter put my music on there
myspace pagess. yeah! if you smoke
then roll up and play this me and hot spitta
come where the planes is

Curren$y
She said she wants to sip clicquot
on my living room floor smoke weed hang with
other famous people I know gain access
to exculsive places I go lavesh and dangerous
is the life I chose, but I wouldnt change it for nothing
Sex, money and drugs wrong way
sports cars and luggage better to be somebody for one day
then to be a nobody for your
whole life so fuck it! yeah
get the cork out the bottle put the purp in the easy wider
spitta in the house, hide your lighters
I take em, a case I mistake them indented in
my bed for I couldnt swore i brought
this one in with me in the cinnamion interior 9 10 to
early 80's buy chevy with a great engine.
high jacking your women you left her
unattened Dr. jackle and Mr. Fly when
I'm on that liqour the way of the samarui
I got my chi centered sharp as blades
these bars I lay forever the player and
never played I slay them bitches
I never save, bomb ass trees they get blazed
Palm trees we use them for the shade,
What else can I say I got it made
Like I had it built taylor gang or get killed. Yeah!