GangBang Wiz Khalifa (Ft. Big Sean)

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
This one look like that one
That one match this one
Fuck it
Money, money, money
It's young Khalifa, man
And I got money hoes money and hoes
Sick, money and hoes

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Big money talkin' to you
Mothafucker, that's cause big money brought it to you
I be stuntin while them little niggas sayin nothin
High ceilings high hoes
High prices for my clothes
And I dont even pay for it
Barely know who made the shit
Meet a bitch take a bitch
Straight back to that big crib
Let you roll some rapper weed
Put you on some new shit
Hit this weed I show you how I do this man
My excuse is I'm in Cali so my smoke's highly exclusive
And my bitch bad my moneys through the roof
Your money short you lookin mad, you Danny Bonaduce
Bitch Im jumpin in my coup
I'm rollin something that tastes like fruit
And I hear them niggas talkin shit
But there' nothing that much that they can do
When I got a bitch in your city
You should try when you see her
Never trippin on no hoes
Nigga, what you thought we gettin money over here