Wiz Khalifa - Pillow Talk lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Pillow Talk lyrics]
Uh
Both hands on the wheel
Shades on, you know it's real
Me and my bitch smoke and kill
We at the top, so we know the deal
My niggas got no chill
And we don't pop no pills we just get money
Ain't tellin' on myself cause one
Of these niggas will
Pillow talking with me as your topic
These niggas funny than a muhfucker
Remember days I was broke
Then I seen it all come together
Good clothes for the bad weather
Good dope in my lungs
Surprisingly, this is what they wanted for me
It's room in the safe, so we ain't done
I'm talkin' 'bout gangster-gangster
Real gangster shit, gang-gang, nigga
Gang over everything, we been doin' this shit
Fuck wrong with you lil' niggas?
Ain't shit changed
It's the motherfucking gang
Don't get gang banged on
And we rollin' up them planes taylor!
Gettin' checks in my sleep
Livin' my dreams, so I'm wide awake
Feel bad for the nigga Meek
I stay out of trouble in my hideaway
Might drive the foreign ride today
Might tell my driver he could drive
Started small
Now we smokin' out the turkey bag
You a turkey, these is hunting grounds
I'm the reason your son's serving pounds
She say my voice get her moist
We turn boys to men
Now we mentor you little boys
Treat the foreign whip like a toy
Or I'm pullin' up in my six-fo'
Rags to riches, killin' these niggas
Throwin' the body bags in ditches
I thought I told you niggas
The gang ain't gon' stop
It don't matter what y'all niggas do
It don't matter what y'all niggas say
It don't matter how much y'all
Niggas copy our style
We the originators of this shit
It's the motherfucking gang
And if you forgot
We here to remind y'all niggas
Fuck wrong with y'all niggas, huh?
You bitch! Pittsburgh, Taylor Gang
Young Khalifa
Fuck you, and your stupid ass rules
Young bitch young ass nigga, hahaha
Both hands on the wheel
Shades on, you know it's real
Me and my bitch smoke and kill
We at the top, so we know the deal
My niggas got no chill
And we don't pop no pills we just get money
Ain't tellin' on myself cause one
Of these niggas will
Pillow talking with me as your topic
These niggas funny than a muhfucker
Remember days I was broke
Then I seen it all come together
Good clothes for the bad weather
Good dope in my lungs
Surprisingly, this is what they wanted for me
It's room in the safe, so we ain't done
I'm talkin' 'bout gangster-gangster
Real gangster shit, gang-gang, nigga
Gang over everything, we been doin' this shit
Fuck wrong with you lil' niggas?
Ain't shit changed
It's the motherfucking gang
Don't get gang banged on
And we rollin' up them planes taylor!
Gettin' checks in my sleep
Livin' my dreams, so I'm wide awake
Feel bad for the nigga Meek
I stay out of trouble in my hideaway
Might drive the foreign ride today
Might tell my driver he could drive
Started small
Now we smokin' out the turkey bag
You a turkey, these is hunting grounds
I'm the reason your son's serving pounds
She say my voice get her moist
We turn boys to men
Now we mentor you little boys
Treat the foreign whip like a toy
Or I'm pullin' up in my six-fo'
Rags to riches, killin' these niggas
Throwin' the body bags in ditches
I thought I told you niggas
The gang ain't gon' stop
It don't matter what y'all niggas do
It don't matter what y'all niggas say
It don't matter how much y'all
Niggas copy our style
We the originators of this shit
It's the motherfucking gang
And if you forgot
We here to remind y'all niggas
Fuck wrong with y'all niggas, huh?
You bitch! Pittsburgh, Taylor Gang
Young Khalifa
Fuck you, and your stupid ass rules
Young bitch young ass nigga, hahaha