Wiz Khalifa

Glass House
[Chorus (x2)] Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. If you aint sup than you can fucked get your ass out. [Verse] That's digital situation critical Hate to make it so blatant baby But I aint playing Maybe you got me confused With one of them other dudes. I aint none of them. Under they breath mumbling. Scared to tell them hoes what it is. You put yourself in that position. I chill with all that baller fishing You fucked around and you caught a shark. Cold hard, tell your feelings too fall. I'm too focused on getting my rims polo-coated. One of the dopest, I'm scheduled one You just ibuprofen, what is you smoking? I'm focused to growing they got you choking The options open, you can hide with them suckers Or ride low and get higher than a motherfucka! Letras de canciones[Chorus] Straight stunting, sucker niggas I take from them. They bitches that is, get up in the car with wiz They know they going to bank something, aint fronten. Smoking off the eighth onion Get it twisted because you see me on your computer screen Thinking because you got wireless you get as high as us Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us Planes over everything in the fly we trust. This bottle smell is obvious Than my connect come from cali Im good long as the money piling up All the while im just quick lane pimping Big jane twisting Walking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping. [Chorus] [Verse] Yo I was candy coated, Bentley colored ?? really made it Killing with the bumper grill Chandelier ceiling kush ? ? is you fucking, is you sucking I was wondering cuz if not Don't be pushing all my buttons in my cutless Unless you cutting. Bitch I'm just saying I aint tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing Troy shaking knocking pictures off the wall Southern made call, 808 mean no draws You got friends I fuck them all What you mean you aint nasty Why the fuck you came Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane. Mississippi (?) mouth piece frigid Throw the mic out of sight Show you bright can you feel it shawty [Chorus] From Letras Mania