Ocean Wiz Khalifa

[Intro]
Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers
Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers
Minus the bullshit
Got you rolling papers, got you rolling (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Can't do it average, you cool and savage
Makin' niggas do backflips
FaceTime my phone, you be on a jet
Roll my spliffs, send me pics every now and then
When we met, I could admit, I was just after sex
Taught you not to look for results, but trust the process
Plus, you got your paper, ain't no nonsense
Smoke from the bong intense, when she with you, she over it
Faded but focused, I stay posted
Hit me up, the case closed, I leave the gate open
Know what's good, your chain say "Ocean"
Put you on to the finer things
Now when you see designer, you keep your composure
Send a text, say she comin' over
I don't have to send a car, she get her own 'cause she ain't been sober
No panties on, you ain't needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
Hittin' notes, hit the joint, leave the roach

[Chorus]
You don't know
What you do to me lately
I got so much love for ya
Want you to know how much that I fuck with you, oh
You don't know
What you do to me lately
Wanna roll one up for ya
Want you to come to the back of the club
Show some love to a real one (uh)