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Artiste : Wiz Khalifa
Titre : Cream Corn
Yup, that´s right. I´m running things. I´m running things. Cream corn. That´s why they call me that. Smooth. I got more measure for your pleasure. Stick with me, baby. I´ll let you fart through silk. And let a nigga mess with me. I´ll jump on him. All night, three pounds of pure dynamite

Ah, soon as the door lift
I roll another spliff, she click her heels and get down to business
No referee, but I´m so official
Baby, wipe your eyes, no more tears use these hundreds for tissue
Dress you like you in magazines, the VIP issue
Rollin´ up, enjoyin´ the scene, then takes you, I miss you
We outta here, this a missile, smoke clouds got me invisible
Don´t really fuck with the crowd, I´m individual
Online shoppin´ for products, my money digital
So we can talk about it
I´m taking nugs out the draw till I´m unconscious
I´m making the mall see multiple colors when the watch lift

Learn how to ball, I don´t sit with y´all I´m in the cockpit
Rolling a joint big as a cigar
Wishing I´d fall, sorry dawg
You gon´ need a new pawn to throw your change in
You too small

Soon as we coming we be back in the wall to wall
Anything happen if it´s action I call my dogs
She hit the back and ran it back cause she falling in love
Real nigga that´s a fact I´m all of your bub (Oh)
Real nigga that´s a fact I´m all of your bub
Real ones bad bitches that´s what this is for
(Bad bitches that´s what this is for)
Down to spin it on we weed, asking what it cost
Party at the after party
I´ma throw this money, make your back bend shorty

My hotel really don´t care about the smell
Say you tryna hit the weed, but you don´t inhale
Take it slow, girl, be careful with yourself
Got some wax, Dr. Dab You gon´ need a nap
Starting to think your phone tapped
You nigga know everything, location been disclosed
Even watchin´ the footage from your ring
Gettin´ all suspicious cause you actin´ single
My passwords work anywhere, what you wanna see?
Smokin´ with breakfast on the terrace, you should come with me
Was supposed to kick it for a day, you stay for a week
Your homegirls gettin´ nervous, they barely see you
Got you shoppin´ for a vizu

Japanese denim, take em off, I´m sliding in you
What´s on the room service menu?
Need some more papers, I´ma send you

Soon as we coming we be back in the wall to wall
Anything happen if it´s action I call my dogs
She hit the back and ran it back cause she falling in love
Real nigga that´s a fact I´m all of your bub (Oh)
Real nigga that´s a fact I´m all of your bub
Real ones bad bitches that´s what this is for
(Bad bitches that´s what this is for)
Down to spin it on we weed, asking what it cost
Party at the after party
I´ma throw this money, make your back bend shorty