No Singles Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T., Smoke DZA & Girl Talk
"No Singles" is a hip-hop track featuring Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T., Smoke DZA, and Girl Talk, released in 2012. The song explores themes of success, partying, and living life to the fullest. With its catchy beats and laid-back vibe, it emphasizes camaraderie and celebration in a carefree lifestyle. #HipHop
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Smoke DZA]
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)
Blowin' kush smoke out the window (Right)
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles (Uh)
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Right)
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)
Cruisin' down the street in my '64
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
My pen way sharper than a sword
Keep your cool, don't make me pull a cord, my lord
Was in the trap, see the cracks in the decor
Still paint chips droppin' on the floor, my lord, uh
God bless ya
Smooth like Drexler
Mind state trained to move itself like Tesla (Uh)
Crime rate boostin'
Chicks takin' trips, troopin'
Profited from them trips to Houston (Really)
GED, gettin' every dollar
Countin' stacks, either that or get to bouncin' like Impalas (Uh)
Have them jack boys all up on your collar
And twenty-five's the new numbers for lows, I'll holler
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)
Blowin' kush smoke out the window (Right)
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles (Uh)
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Right)
Cruisin' down the street in my '64 (Uh)
Cruisin' down the street in my '64
Pockets full of hundreds, no singles
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
My pen way sharper than a sword
Keep your cool, don't make me pull a cord, my lord
Was in the trap, see the cracks in the decor
Still paint chips droppin' on the floor, my lord, uh
God bless ya
Smooth like Drexler
Mind state trained to move itself like Tesla (Uh)
Crime rate boostin'
Chicks takin' trips, troopin'
Profited from them trips to Houston (Really)
GED, gettin' every dollar
Countin' stacks, either that or get to bouncin' like Impalas (Uh)
Have them jack boys all up on your collar
And twenty-five's the new numbers for lows, I'll holler
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