Wiz Khalifa - Bout That lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - Bout That lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm all about the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh

Standin' on the couches blowin'
On some ounces (On some ounces)
Shit from out the country
Can't even pronounce it (Pronounce it)
Another 100k I got that all from tourin'
(All from tourin')
Throw it in the air just to
Let 'em know I'm ballin' (Know I'm ballin')
Get the hotel treat it like it's residential
(Residential)
Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
(Presidential)
Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
(Tell I'm paid)
Makin' all these faces no Stevie J (Stevie J)
Smokin' weed, my hoodie and my leather on
(Leather on) i got a mill
Just need some shit to bet it on (Bet it on)
I got some tree to smoke so
They gon' let us burn (Let us burn)
The waitress bringin' bottles
I'm just yellin', "Church!"
(Church)
Standin' on the couches blowin' on some grass
(On some grass) these niggas talkin' shit
But hate'll never last (Never last)
Look at my section, VIP we showin' class
(Showin' class) kush in every joint Pierre
Jouet in every glass (Every glass)

You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit (That shit)
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit (That shit)
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit

Uh you know I'm about that ('Bout that)
Ain't never worried 'bout fallin' off
Cause I'ma bounce back (Bounce back)
Uh, where yo ounce at? (Ounce at)
You talkin' 'bout your fuckin' car
But where the house at? (House at)
Yea, I'm gettin cheese though (Cheese though)
Walk up in the club they
Treat me like I'm Nino (Nino)
Uh, sippin' Moet (Moet)
Got a couple cars that I ain't even drove yet
(Drove yet)
Yea, where's the champagne? (Champagne)
Told my jeweler put some diamonds
In my damn ring (Damn ring)
Club lookin' dry, I make it rain for 'em
(Rain for 'em)
Face another joint, call that a brainstorm
(Brainstorm)
Tatted from my feet up, VIP we meet up
(Meet up) gotta pour some liquor
Gotta roll some weed up (Weed up)
Then fill our face we get
Our plates and eat up (Plates and eat up)
Keep bringin' ace this ain't a race
But if it was we'd be first place

You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit

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