Talent Show (feat. Snoop Dogg)

Wiz Khalifa

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Everytime I go out
I'm blowing the smoke out
I buy it dont even know the price
A talk cause I live it
Come pay me a visit
And I’ll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's 'bout go down
Oh we fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'till we die
I'ma get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean the ride case
Them hoes wan' jump inside

[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, got a joint filled with quality shit
My bottom bitch smoking with me
Nigga's talk shit
All of 'em shrimp (hehe), I'm a big fish
Roll a joint, lick it once, tell you hit this, groupies on my dick
Several kush in on my hitlist
In and out these niggas bitches
Smoking tree and not no mention hustling
Trying to mind my business
You probably went to class while I was in the hallway skipping
Yeah I hear what they saying, just be too high to listen
'Bout my money tripping, if I even fold it wrong
Ya ain't smoking this good, if it's foul tell you I sold it all
Or wait 'til one of my hoes come 'round and roll it all
Or say fuck it and cuff it 'til I go smoke with Dogg
I show off, I show off, I show off
Car push to start, hit the button once it go off
Keep the money coming in and the papers rolled up
And ain't worried 'bout a hating nigga, they get no love (off)

Everytime I go out
I'm blowing the smoke out
I buy it dont even know the price
A talk cause I live it
Come pay me a visit
And I’ll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's 'bout go down
Oh we fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'till we die
I'ma get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean the ride case
Them hoes wan' jump inside

[Snoop Dogg]
I go green like I was Archbishop Don Juan
And blow circles 'round you suckas like a marathon
My gym teacher told me, but I didn't listen
My bitch did my homeword and now I'm in detention
It sho' beats suspension, this is my audition
So play yo' position, get the picture I envision
Did she mention, Snoop Dogg was made for kissing
A barricuda fishing, she on a mission for me
Pleasure, pain and glory, and my inventory
My SAT's, my lil' bitch she did 'em for me
And now we prancing on stage at the talent show
We floss in my clothes, my chain and my knapsack
Full of that, hand me that, can you see my telescope
Pinciple, said she wanna see me cause she smell my smoke
'Bout my money tripping even if I fold it wrong
Blowing zones wich Wiz cause this is the protocol

Everytime I go out
I'm blowing the smoke out
I buy it dont even know the price
A talk cause I live it
Come pay me a visit
And I’ll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's 'bout go down
Oh we fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'till we die
I'ma get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean the ride case
Them hoes wan' jump inside

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