โหลดเพลง mp3 Gin and Drugs (feat. Problem) - Wiz Khalifa

Song: Gin and Drugs (feat. Problem)
Artist: Wiz Khalifa/Problem
Wiz Khalifa/Problem：
Up in this b**ch and we all faded
F**k 'bout a b**ch no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss do my own thing
It's money over h**s no I'm no stranger
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
We got
Wiz Khalifa：
Only on Gin and them drugs I walked in in the club
About three of them dawg I'm not kiddin'
When I tell you if you came with your b**ch
Then it's the end of my car push start the engine
Let's start from the beginning
With a young n**ga from the 'Burgh
Smokin' weed gettin' money f**k what you heard
Know they hate 'cause I'm flyer than I ever been
High off a medicine
B**ch bad her a** fat I'll probably let her in
Ball so f**kin' hard I need a letterman
Know a couple n**gas that I'm better than
Pussy I don't sweat it or the money 'cause I get it
Taylor Gang on top just remember that I said it
F**k this n**ga b**ch grab my sh*t then I jetted
Wiz Khalifa/Problem：
Up in this b**ch and we all faded
F**k 'bout a b**ch no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss do my own thing
It's money over h**s no I'm no stranger
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
We got
Problem：
Baby it's f**k day who wanna bang
Even know I had some right 'fore I came
It's lit though
Girl you ain't f**kin' what you here for
Got at least 3 zips rolled all ready
Wiz brought another jar with him
Gin and drugs got me feelin' like a car hit him
'Round 6 a.m once I hit my DM
Didn't have a rubber so she got to feel this skin
Money stacks stack high bruh this don't bend
What's up with your friend
Biatch
Ho yeah yeah yeah
Feeling like Mitch when the light hit him
Married to the money let the rice hit him
Wiz Khalifa/Problem：
Up in this b**ch and we all faded
F**k 'bout a b**ch no we don't save her
Nothin' to a boss do my own thing
It's money over h**s no I'm no stranger
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Want more bounce we got more ounces
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
Gin and drugs gin and drugs
Gin and drugs we got gin and drugs
We got