Wiz Khalifa - Work Hard Play Hard (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Wiz Khalifa - Work Hard Play Hard (en) Lyrics
Work hard, play hard, work
hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work, work,
work, work, work
Diamonds all on my ring nigga
Gold watches, gold chain nigga
Hundred thou' on champagne nigga
Yeah my money insane nigga
Yeah I'm making it rain nigga
But I was just on the plane nigga
Buying gear, flying here
Fuck what you heard, it's my
time of year
If I'm in the club, I get a
hundred stacks
I'm always rolling up so I get
love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but
I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this,
but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before
it's on the rack
Was out there in Hawaii, now
I'm goin' back
My nigga uh! I got so much
money I should start a bank
So much paper right in front
of me it's hard to think
Buy so many bottles it's gon'
be hard to drink
But I'm still pourin' up and
my family here and they
rolling up so uh!
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause
my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from
the only thing we know is
Hop your pretty ass up in this
fucking car
Bitch I'm out this world, girl
you know I'm a star
Used to buying rounds but now
we buy the bar
Last year they had to ask now
they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the
building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the
phone with
Yeah nigga talking about grown shit
Niggas too busy jacking my swag
Need to fuck around, get your own shit
Get your own cars, get your own clothes
Get your own smoke, get your own bitch
You ain't reppin' my gang, get
your own clique
Go hard
Make sure you do whatever is
that you gotta do, that's your
job
And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob'
So hey fuck 'em don't need
nothing from 'em
Some niggas talking but the
shit they claiming don't mean
nothing
It's straight from Cali,
that's what's in my joint
that's what I'm puffin', OG
And been one since I was young
enough to know that everybody
was gonna know me
Most niggas don't see
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