Concerti in programma per Wiz Khalifa
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
ChoppaBoiBeats
Programming
Detail
Programming
Wiz Khalifa
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Kemion Cooks
Songwriter
Christopher Maurice Brown
Songwriter
Noel Fisher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Eric Dan
Mixing Engineer
ChoppaBoiBeats
Producer
Detail
Producer
Andrew Drucker
Recording Engineer
Testi
Yeah, ayy
Yeah, ayy
Yeah, Boyz
Yeah
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, pop a bottle (pop a bottle)
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, if you suck and swallow (if you suck it)
Smell that marijuana, they gon' follow (they gon' follow)
Throwin' money on her like she won the lotto (the lottery)
Pussy must be serious, hol' up
Scared of heights come face your fears (hol' up, hol' up)
Do it just like Nicki gon 'and bend it over (bus' it wide)
Say she never smoked I turned her to a stoner (smoking now)
Young nigga but I'm ready (but I'm ready)
Oh, foreign girls call me sexy (you sexy)
And white girls gimme Becky (Becky)
But first I gotta roll this joint, baby, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Oh my Gosh, that was amazing (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, you drive me crazy (drive me crazy)
Number one, bitch you can't replace me (can't replace me)
Leave the club these hoes be tryin' to chase me (why you playin'?)
You got a ass so fat let's make a baby (and another one)
Damn, I'm smokin' weed in my Mercedes (foreign car)
Hol' up, these niggas broke, these niggas lazy
Man they money slim, they actin' shady
I'm in my brand new car, who wanna race?
Hoe, bitch you ain't called my phone so why you showin' up? (Never)
I'm takin' them shots all my niggas stay loaded up
Man on the low all these hoes be actin' so material
Hol' up, man did you see her interior?
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Noel C. Fisher, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Kemion Johnel Cooks
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