Wiz Khalifa

Wiz Khalifa - B.A.R. (Burn After Rolling) lyrics

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Tailor game

Paper planes... uh

And no matter what I say

Everyday I keep count

Whoever niggas speak about



Lambourghini dreams, beach house wishes

Pour bottles of champaigne for my beach house bitches

It ain't new to me that money boy I been bout

Throwin' hundreds on the floor I tell her keep count

Nigga they in love with what I say cause aaa

Really live the life you other niggas speak about

Got my camera man he's down to do a movie for me

Couple niggas round that's down to do the shootin for me

I'm still ridin' with my main bitch

She rollin' a joint somethin' old school playin'

She love me we fuckin', we in the fly free zone with some niggas who capped an save it

I let her shop til she drop dead

Sleepin' in her crib wake up to decent pot plant

Jordan shorts and a pear of polo sotch blazin' with yo bitch

You wanna live smoke this



I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long

I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon

And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on

And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')

And float ooon an float oooon an float oon



I talk numbers I have people to speak for me

If you love her then how did miss or could you keep shawty

Ever fly private, so much diamonds in my chain hell a sky milage

I fell asleep on a plane

An never woke up, an now I'm livin' the dream

Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king

They wanna live comfortably sippin' on champaigne

Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing

I gave my Momma the O she told her anythin' that come through the door to open the whole clip

I'm with yo bitch smokin' let her keep the mid I'm a roll this potent

Hotel so close to the water you can even hear the ocean

Them bitches can't breathe beware of em niggas with tattoo sleeves



I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long

I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon

And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on

And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')

And float ooon an float oooon an float oon



One smoke cause they know that I keep flavors

Tell me how them other niggas lame

And she love a cool press so she fuckin' with the tailors

We're all stars and smoke papers, iphone with no ring tones

Vibrator on plain mode, palm trees, an bumpy road

The weed burning, but the the money just blow

While I'm lookin' at your nigga's face

Light another l an pull the liquor out the case

Niggas tryin' to fell see me now they wanna hate

Fly another plane in different city, nother state

My cash change the forecast, as a team was half baked before classs

Now I smoke joints with other niggas hoes

And this shit you burn after you roll



I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long

I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon

And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on

And I don't have much, but I take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')

And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
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