Wiz Khalifa - Blindfolds (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Wiz Khalifa - Blindfolds (en) Lyrics
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Nigga, my mom blow that kind of cash,
nigga, what you talkin' 'bout?
Poppin' bottles and shit
Groceries, fool, haha
Uh, you know I kill
Any motherfuckin' song that I go on
And I don't gotta count the money
that I spend 'cause I get it in
My bread so long
My bank big, nigga, prolonged
My brain fried, nigga, so long
I hate fake niggas and so on
Take all the money that I made
this year and that be that
the reason that you hatin'
Plus, I smoke the bombest weed,
I call it Californication
A island for vacation, I'm
piling all this cake
A hundred thousand for the safe, just
bought a pound and I'ma face it
Now watch me
You niggas see my pieces, try to copy
My Rollie presidential, plus the
rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't even cocky, I'm just
confident that I'm the shit
You hating motherfuckers
know what time it is
I'm just riding 'round
my side of town (Uh)
Got my windows up and my speakers loud
And we smokin', so I'm
gon' need a pound
Bet the haters wish they
could see me now
But the money in the way
Every one of us get money, bruh
My nigga on the real, all
you see is dollar bill
I blow a hundred bands just
to fuck around with
That ho that you in love with
the ho I mess around with
Come fuck with a Taylor,
blue dream in my paper
Bombay Sapphire for my people, but tonight
I'm doing Jaeger (Fucked up)
Twenty years on (Mhm), and I ain't
falling off (You know it)
Niggas flex about the check, and
they run their mouth (Cash)
Ferrari pull up, guess
who hoppin' out? (Me)
With a double cup in hand and
some money count (Cash)
Rockin' Louie this (Louis this), I'm
rockin' Louis that (Louis that)
Louis on my ass, Louis
on my hat (On my hat)
When I hit the club, Louis
in my hand (Bitch)
That's that Louis XIII, Louis
in my glass (In my glass)
I'm just riding 'round my side of town
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