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(Wiz Khalifa)Yeaaahhh bitchThe Jets and the Taylor gangChampagne, paper planesYou already know what it is manYoung Khalifa, my nigga spittaYeahOnly living material, as long as the money straight they wanna see me fallBut I got a crib thats over looking the city though,When a lot of bitches who wanna get in our videosTen to twelve hour long trips, bong ripsI ain't interested in what you sellin I run my own shitMade it through a long list, did my allsome will talk slick, but no contest, i'm dead stressedThat's why the bitches love me,She leavin you to come where the liquor and drugs beI'm glass floor now you passport and over seas we watchin the sun rise,Smoke a joint out on the beachWrite my name in the sand, INever beena nigga who had a lucky nothin you can say everything I planned out,Now stand out,I fell asleep on the plane and woke up to people screamin my name(Chorus)No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that roadLetras de cancionesBut I never put my foot on the brake oh no,I Nnever put my foot on the break oh no, ah no ohI don' think it's wrong (Jets)Doin a hundred but they tell me to take it slow (Nigga)But I never put my foot on the break oh no (It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang)I never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh (Got your bitches slippin off their wedding rings)(Curren$y)Livin the life is just me,Some bitches my niggas in a crib full of vicesBut I don't do drugs, just weedCaution flags wave, and fuck it I still speedAnd proceed to give them what they waitin forDaytona 500 guess who lightin joints up in the race carPlay hard, but I work way harder to affordBoats, put your women on the water let 'em boogie boardSlightly older still, sexy broad, think give me moreJust strip for me without the tease, give me moreStill rockin Golden Eye on the Nintendo 64Sayin they don't make 'em like this anymoreSame goes for my whip, same goes for my kicks, rareAnd I don't rush to the store, they save me a pairYeah, a nigga livin in the airSpending more time in the clouds then I spend on the groundDo the opposite, fuck takin advice from these clownsThats why I mash the gas when they tell me slow downYeaaa(Chorus)No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that roadBut I never put my foot on the brake oh no,I Never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no ohI don' think it's wrongDoin a hundred but they tell me to take it slowBut I never put my foot on the break oh noI never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh From Letras Mania