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Artiste : Wiz Khalifa
Titre : Phone Numbers
I cop me one, cop me one for my old girl
You think she my newest bitch, she my old girl
Khalifa, a younger nigga who handle his
Hoes get in my car, ask what the channel is
Boss shit, look that up nigga, I handle biz

On fire, like a candle is
Niggas be dressing off the manikin
Hmmm, and I get fresh like where them camera´s is
Better yet sandwiches, bad bitch Spanish friends
Coulda been the President, rather be the man instead

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions

Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex)

Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million, whaaaaaat)

I´m in the hood [?] on this something corner surfing
Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I´m polar surfing
Blowing faces, I´m shittin´ on them diamond infested
Time is money, peep the wrist bitch, my time is invested
I´m still the king and I´m thugged out
Any block any club I flood it out

I ain´t the one for competition I´m a blow it out
I´m going hard I don´t ever plan on going out
I´m getting money, probably something you don´t know about
I stunt hard, you would swear that I was showin´ out
Don´t tell me get ´em, I got em and I´m a throw ´em out
And back door on these hoes that I was warning out
While I´m in this machine, convert the top
Tell them that the sky is the limit
With a four of freaks, she got her face in my lap so deep you would think
That she was hiding in it

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions

Shrimp, steak, liquor and pasta
Real shit boi, these niggas imposters
They deserve an Oscar, Kevin Costner
Oh my God sir, what?
I got this and that and everything I want like I got a hostage, yeh
Countin´ 7 digits, no wonder why the money calling
Got ya bitch panties Niagra fallin´
Dollars cum like I fuck in the bank
I told them I could, they tell me I can´t

They want me to trip when I´m dicking the paint
I´m poppin´ champagne and puffin´ on dank
Shining hard, boy, these niggas gotta see me
My dick hard, your bitch is easy
(Boi, boi, boi)

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million)
I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions