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Исполнитель: Wiz Khalifa - ft. Cory Gunz

Название песни: I'm laughing

Продолжительность mp3: 03:15

Дата добавления: 2014-09-28

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I'm full of myself, natural high, I'm pulling myself
Got my team, we all got fam, nobody's stomach's full by itself
I hear the talking, they hating, but I'm laughing in they faces, like
No price to make the exchange, gave my life away to this game
Got my mics days 'fore they came, my ice David is Blaine
I'm fresh to death and they know
I don't give a middle finger 'bout none of them hoes
I was on the block and now I'm on the clock
'Cause I was born to rock and y'all know I'm stoned
Young money, bitch, paid the dues, independent, major moves
Truk fit, YMCMB, can't none of y'all be incredibly as me
If ain't 'bout bank, don't BS me, got drink so dark like DFZ
Pain 'fore play, no PS3, this thing ain't no PSB

They hating on me, I'm laughin', I'm laughin'
I'm laughin', they hating on me, I'm laughin'
They hating on me, I'm laughin', I'm laughin'
I'm laughin', keep hating on me, I'm laughin'
They hating on me, I'm laughin', I'm laughin'
I'm laughin', they hating on me, I'm laughin'
They hating on me, I'm laughin', I'm laughin'
I'm laughin', keep hating on me, I'm laughin'

I've got a foreign wife, I've got a foreign car
I get foreign money, and I've been going far
Spend it all tonight and get more tomorrow
I'm from outer space, I was born a star
Instead of playing their part, niggas hating hard, so I har-de-har
Get a hundred grand, I might take a flight and go party hard
Paris, done it, Vegas, done it, pick it, name it, they don't want it
All my haters look surprised, but all my niggas seen it coming
Always rolling up that stink, always got a shot to drink
Laughin' all the way to the bank
And my car just pulled up, every time I see y'all, keep my weed jar filled up
Niggas smell that smoke and be like “bro, what is this?”
I'm leaving tracks when I skurt out
I'm on that pack, put that dirt out
I'm talking loud, what you heard 'bout?
My nigga, pounds, but no work out
I'm talking keys to the Chevy, 50 G's to get ready
Need a pound of that lobster, we gonna need some spaghetti
'Cause my niggas is mobbing, not to mention we ready
And you ain't in our family
Fuck nigga…