Testo Whole Thang - Juicy J feat. Wiz Khalifa
Testo della canzone Whole Thang (Juicy J feat. Wiz Khalifa), tratta dall'album T.G
Trippy niggas
Getting trippy figures
You know how we do it man
We throwing the whole check out
Let's get it, uh
Y'all already know what it is man
Never going broke man
Always getting motherfucking money
Hahahahahaha
My palace is tall as scrapers cause all this paper
So much green, it's all these acres, can't call it neighbors
I'm copping two of everything like Noah's Ark
I'm copping two of everything cause I'm going hard
Spending money with no regard, pulling up with my top back
Can't find the shit that I want no more
Don't have any cause I got that
These niggas talking millions dawg but they don't see 'em often
I'm fresh to death, I killed the club, my section needs some coffins
My hotel, we going after this club close
My hotel, you get high, you can come close
Rolling that weed up and Mike Will hook the beat up
Getting drunk, getting stoned, if you want you can meet us
No talk, no discussion
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
And I ball so hard, I should play the whole game
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
Spend the whole thing
We ain't smoking on no half, smoke the whole thing
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
Spend it, hold up, spend it, spend it
Spend it, hold up, hold up, spend it
Spend it, spend it, spinach louder than a engine
Take a cruise to Costa Rica with my chica, let's go fishing
Hold up, 50 on Venus and Serena don't watch tennis
Hold up, that's the business, half naked models twerking in my kitchen
Fixing dinner, dinner, and I'm finna, finna, jump up in her
By the time she, time she finish sweating
She gon' be, she gon' be thinner
What's her, what's her name, name, I don't remember, remember
Fuck it, it don't really matter, no way
We ain't got much to say, in her mouth like Colgate
Ho I'm repping Taylor Gang, bitch I smell like money
Plus marijuana, peep the aroma
No talk, no discussion
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
And I ball so hard, I should play the whole game
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
Spend the whole thing
We ain't smoking on no half, smoke the whole thing
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
Damn right I'm stunting, bitch I got money
Car ain't got no key, I just press a button
Juice is the name, all these hoes love me
My bitch got plenty ass, ain't got no stomach
Feed that bitch dick, she say I taste yummy
Bitch call me broke, she just being funny
So much cash can't fit in my trunk
I'm rich, I can have any bitch that I want
These haters got Three 6 all in their iPod
Flood out the club bitch, you gon' need a lifeguard
Brand new Bugatti, two eighty on the dash
In the strip club, break bands on that ass
All you broke niggas put your pockets in the cash
Throw us a hundred broke bitch, take a cab
Ain't getting money, my nigga that's sad
Jackboy run up on me, I'm gonna blast
I got more game than EA Sports
Getting money oughta be a sport
Disappear me and your bitch in the back seat of my four door Porsche
Dressed like I'm stepping in a photo shoot
You niggas all square like a photo booth
Show y'all niggas how to get this bread
Cause some of y'all niggas ain't got no clue
No talk, no discussion
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
And I ball so hard, I should play the whole game
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
Spend the whole thing
We ain't smoking on no half, smoke the whole thing
Pull up to the club, 911, that's stunting
Want the power and respect, get a check, spend the whole thing
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Writer(s): Jordan Houston
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