Phone Numbers Ft Trae Tha Truth And Big Sean (исполнитель: Wiz Khalifa)
i cop me one, cop me one for my old girl you think she my newest [bad word] she my old girl khalifa, a younger n-gga who handle his hoes get in my car, ask what the channel is boss [bad word] look that up n-gga, i handle biz on fire, like a candle is n-ggas be dressing off the manikin hmmm, and i get fresh like where them camera’s is better yet sandwiches, bad [bad word] spanish friends coulda been the president, rather be the man instead now when i get paid, my checks be lookin’ like phone numbers now when i get paid, my checks be lookin’ like phone numbers (you can talk [bad word] [bad word] i’m worth a million) i’m talkin’ millions, n-gga i’m talkin’ millions (you can talk [bad word] [bad word] i’m worth a million) i’m talkin’ millions, n-gga i’m talkin’ millions time is money so i went and bought a rolex (bought a rolex) time is money so i went and bought a rolex (bought a rolex) i’m talkin’ millions, n-gga i’m talkin’ millions (you can talk [bad word] [bad word] i’m worth a million) i’m talkin’ millions, n-gga i’m talkin’ millions (you can talk [bad word] [bad word] i’m worth a million, whaaaaaat) i’m in the hood (?)on this something corner surfing float, no water, my [bad word] is waving, i’m polar surfing blowing faces, i’m [bad word] on them diamond infested time is money, peep the wrist [bad word] my time is invested i’m still the king and i’m thugged out any block any club i flood it out i aint the one [bad word] i’ma blow it out i’m going hard i don’t ever plan on going out i’m getting money, probably something you don’t know about i stunt hard, you would swear that i was showin’ out don’t tell me get ‘em, i got em and i’mma throw ‘em out and back door on these hoes that i was warning out while i’m in this machine, convert the top tell them that the sky is the limit with a four of freaks, she got her face in my lap so deep you would think that she was hiding in it shrimp, steak, liquor and pasta real [bad word] boi, these n-ggas imposters they deserve an oscar, kevin costner oh my god sir, what? i got this and that and everything i want like i got a hostage, yeh countin’ 7 digits, no wonder why the money calling got ya [bad word] panties niagra fallin’ dollars [bad word] like i f-ck in the bank i told them i could, they tell me i can’t they want me to trip when i’m d-cking the paint i’m poppin’ champagne and puffin’ on dank shining hard, boy, these n-ggas gotta see me my d-ck hard, your [bad word] is easy (boi, boi, boi)