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Wiz Khalifa - Mia Wallace Lyrics



Wiz Khalifa - Mia Wallace Lyrics
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Ah uh

Wake up to the cleanin'
Lady knockin' and shit
I close the door so I could bake up
'Cause yesterday we, partied the night away
Stumbled in close to fo'
Room full of expensive bags
Still all the shit on the flo'
But that's just how you live
When your wife's a model
Smoke a pound soon as we touch down
Do the same thing twice tomorrow
Not to mention what I spend
In the club, nigga
Don't even price the bottle
I promise my weed exotic, all
My tree is fire, when you see me I'm just

Floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
Floating, floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic floating, floating

Down the street, pound a beat
I smoke a pound a week
Heard about it, don't believe
Come to my house and see I be high
I be somewhere where them ounces be
California kush, New York smokin' sour D
Detroit bubba kush, ATL it's OG
Ask my nigga Berner, err'body know me
Out in Amsterdam, Wizzle smokin' overseas
I'ma hit this bong for
Everyone who smoke trees

Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)

Floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
Floating, floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic floating, floating

You said a lot
I'ma translate just for the people
That phone been ringing ha ha haha
They they wanna know who, who could
Get up with Taylor Gang, right?
I mean I ima, listen
I imagine these labels is really throwing
Some things at you right now
For your business mind
As well as your artistry
I don't know how to say it
We don't have shit
You know what I'm saying? When we
Start out we don't have shit
So we really make due with what we have
And in turn that turns into
Like million dollar corporations
But what labels don't have is that
That mind frame and that spark that makes
That million dollar
You know what I'm saying?
They know how to manifest that and
Make more millions off of that
But they don't have that spark
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Ah uh

Wake up to the cleanin'
Lady knockin' and shit
I close the door so I could bake up
'Cause yesterday we, partied the night away
Stumbled in close to fo'
Room full of expensive bags
Still all the shit on the flo'
But that's just how you live
When your wife's a model
Smoke a pound soon as we touch down
Do the same thing twice tomorrow
Not to mention what I spend
In the club, nigga
Don't even price the bottle
I promise my weed exotic, all
My tree is fire, when you see me I'm just

Floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
Floating, floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic floating, floating

Down the street, pound a beat
I smoke a pound a week
Heard about it, don't believe
Come to my house and see I be high
I be somewhere where them ounces be
California kush, New York smokin' sour D
Detroit bubba kush, ATL it's OG
Ask my nigga Berner, err'body know me
Out in Amsterdam, Wizzle smokin' overseas
I'ma hit this bong for
Everyone who smoke trees

Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)
Smoke trees (Smoke trees)

Floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
Floating, floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic
Floating on that chronic floating, floating

You said a lot
I'ma translate just for the people
That phone been ringing ha ha haha
They they wanna know who, who could
Get up with Taylor Gang, right?
I mean I ima, listen
I imagine these labels is really throwing
Some things at you right now
For your business mind
As well as your artistry
I don't know how to say it
We don't have shit
You know what I'm saying? When we
Start out we don't have shit
So we really make due with what we have
And in turn that turns into
Like million dollar corporations
But what labels don't have is that
That mind frame and that spark that makes
That million dollar
You know what I'm saying?
They know how to manifest that and
Make more millions off of that
But they don't have that spark
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Writer: Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Derek Dumont, Oscar Peterson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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