โหลดเพลง mp3 Bootsy Bellows - Wiz Khalifa

Bootsy Bellows (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)
Gang
Gang

Gang gang gang

Gang

Leave it to me
I'll have you twisting that w**d with a G
Got too much talent just to be sittin' around with
W**d and alcohol
That's the balance
Ridin' in the Benz with low milage
Working 'til my hands get callouses

Been a player
I established it
Whips be the fastest
Chicks be the baddest and my kush above average
Legendary status and my crib like a palace
I know why they mad
'Cause your b**ch layin' in my bed
Still got the w**d smell in her hair
Comin' home later n**ga gettin' cares
Make a whole pound disappear

Come for the money
Tryna get a dog
Live this for the gang
Imma get involved
Look at me different now different now
Roll some w**d and put your n**gas on
You ain't 'bout the paper what you in it for
And my eyes so low
Soon as I walk in
I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
That's why I ride so slow me and my gangsters
I hear 'em talkin'
Like they livin' but they ain't us
Pockets they swole

I won't leave here alone
Came here with no b**ch
But when I walk out the door
I might leave here with your b**ch
Uh they ain't goin hard as us
We courtside chillin'
Smokin' out the building
Regardless if authorities give us permission
Boss b**ches n**gas breakin' they credit card limits
To try to ball with us
We in talks with those who only own business
My spark lit then I paint pictures
Don't leave witnesses nah n**ga my gang different
Pull the Benz out in the rain
Hit her once I won't even remember her name

Hella diamonds up in my chain
To say that I'm d**e is an understatement but no
I ain't underrated
Came from a place where n**gas make their own way
Got some girls who f**k me but
Got n**gas so they don't say

I'm puttin' K K in the paper
On point gang ready for danger
Long joints rollin' them things like broken fingers
Too clean to ever have a stain
Khalifa the boss before you beat the game
So low soon as I walk in
I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
That's why I ride so slow me and my gangsters
I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
Pockets they swole

I won't leave here alone
Came here with no b**ch
But when I walk out the door
I might leave here with your b**ch

Pockets is gettin' swole
Used to smoke blunts now it's paper she roll

Diamonds to my toes
Everywhere I go I'm froze

You already know

Fool

Gangsters too

This is how them gangsters do