Weak ft Cassie Wiz Khalifa (исполнитель: Los)
[Intro: Cassie] So what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin' 'bout? All that [bad word] you... I'm catching bodies in my sleep Killin' niggas, call the police hundred bottles, all on me That [bad word] s so, that [bad word] s so weak [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Walk up in the club, they're like "oh, [bad word] it!" Got a whole lot of Jane and a whole lot of rings on Just made another two milli' off a deal So I'm 'bout to go crazy, get my [bad word] champagne on Thirty-five bottles when I walk up in the Greystone Certified platinum anything I put my name on Pockets fat, so they showed me love, collar, fades on Grammy-nominated from a song about a pay phone Stuntin', stuntin' - I'm rollin' up like it's nothin' If I want it, I'm gon' pay for it I get it if I want it My car foreign, I drop back The roof let the sun in Game's what a [bad [bad word] Get a check then I'm dumbin' Ooh, fly [bad word] smoke papers only I'm a made [bad word] I be with made men [bad word] niggas I stay away from, dog They never play me, I never save them Smoke 'til I pass out, my eyes be all lazy Keep bringing more bottles, they say you so crazy I'm like "ten more" The waitress looked at me like "10-4" If you ain't spendin' no ends up [bad word] you niggas up in here for? I'm [bad word] can't drive my Benz High, can't find my friends [bad word] near out my mind Goin' out again, heard how much I made Watch how much I spend... [Hook: Cassie] So what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin' 'bout? All that [bad word] you... I'm catching bodies in my sleep Killin' niggas, call the police hundred bottles, all on me That [bad word] s so, that [bad word] s so weak Talk [bad word] about me, then speak That [bad word] s so, that [bad word] s so weak We done spent your mortgage on weed I'm catching bodies in my sleep Killin' niggas, call the police You swear you ballin' out in these streets That [bad word] s so, that [bad word] s so weak [Verse 2: Los] They should take the dollar bill and put a fly [bad word] on it Yacht, brought Ciroc, but my [bad word] on it I'm the [bad word] in the crib, hella bad With a [bad word] helipad, two fly niggas on it Poppin' tags, pockets fat as the [bad word] Cadisha In my custom Cutty so smokin' I call it Wiz Khalifa Get your dough and throw that cheese up, man That's how we makin' pizza If it's poppin' and I profit, I could probably make a feature I could probably make a teacher go "what?!" Rather take a piece of history than a piece of your love Let me tell you 'bout love, [bad word] I love to ball, [bad word] I love to ball, [bad word] I love to fall, [bad word] 'Cause you get the trap, [bad word] I love 'em all Bet you love your [bad word] bet you love 'em all Bet [bad word] 'em all on the back like that She wasn't just up in my section Checkin' for niggas who really gettin' checks And who really got whips in the parking lot I'm feelin' like the Jetsons I'm fresher than freshman in a Letterman Them niggas buyin' the bottles? I mean, who the [bad word] let 'em in? We on the couch like Family Guy I got a brand new Lambi with Brandy's eyes Got brand design, I got that too legit to quit I got that hammer time, I got that grammer mind That mean my [bad word] is ballin' too, [bad word] You know what my [bad word] is callin' you niggas? They callin' you [bad word] callin' you niggas Out, no top on the Coupe, call it wiggin' Ow, can you dig it? Jump back and kiss myself Man, every second I miss myself When I thin