Got Damn Love It Wiz Khalifa

[Intro]
Yeah
Now I see yall niggas out
Fuckin face be all twisted up and shit, man
Sup with that, man?
Me, I'm got damn lovin it
Life that is, ha-ha-ha
You muh'fuckers better get some money or your corner or sumn
You dug?
Wipe that frown off your face, we gettin' it

[Verse 1]
Gon' and think shit sweet, nigga ain't shit funny (Funny)
Ain't just me, the whole team gettin money (Money)
50 box of sweets, nigga we stay blunted (Blunted)
On that old race, spent a clean 600 (Yeah)
In the front seat, got a Playboy bunny (Bunny)
Different kinda hoes, not the same lil bussy (Naw)
I do them bitches wrong, but them broads still love me (Yeah)
They know the brand long, big dog, you a puppy (Puppy)
You swimming in the water wit a shark, you a guppy (Guppy)
The boy flow sick like my fuckin' nose runnin' (Runnin')
And niggas talk shit, but it ain't bout nothin' (Nothin')
I'm way too high on this piff that I'm puffin' (Puffin')
Always on my grind, on my mind's "get money" (Yeah)
Throw it in the air, we in this bitch like fuck it (Yeah)
Show my ass in public (Public), I got damn love it (Love it)
When it comes to my town bitch, I Chris Brown run it (Yeah)