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[Wiz Khalifa:] Is this the top? The top of the world? Top floor? There's weed in the ashtray It's top-shelf Cap! [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Riding in my Challenger Faded off this weed brownie Turning down the music cause the weed is loud enough already Niggas ask about my pay I say I keep it steady Gripping on the wheel Spending money like a politician Tipping on a bill, it's going down Like this bitch was sitting on the hill I keep my girlfriend in them expensive sort of heels Furs and shit Eat champagne and lobster cause I fucking deserve this shit CAP! Niggas say I've got an old soul Well, I tell them that I'm here motherfucka And I made it cause my flow cold I'm a roll some of this weed, I'm a pass it to you Letras de cancionesThen we gon be so gone Homie, I got papers and vaporizers Flavors to stabilize ya Thoroughly baked cake Can't say a thing and my eyes shut [Hook:] They say they do (they do, they do...) But they don't know (don't know, don't know...) Who we are (who we are, who we are...) Superstars [Verse 2: Curren$y] I'm outta here, stratosphere Paper hella straight, nappy hair Bitches seen that the kid that you was even there When we pulled up, lit like Times Square When we pulled up, lit like road flares When we pulled off, them hoes disappeared Because they know what we be doing over here She just wanna be high in her underwear With her iPhone plugged in the wall, power loss Stepping out the shower Threw her a shirt to towel off with Of the two, one of the qualities I want in a bitch Cause baby girl, fuckin with me is some major shit Failed warning, I gotta wake up to a BJ every morning And a J while I'm yawning Darling, I got papers and vaporizers Flavours to stablize ya I'm a fully baked potato Spending my cheddar and chives [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Sean] Uh, I got rich nigga blood nigga Boi, boi I'm dedicated, hella-faded High as hell, I'm levitating I'm rolling up, fuck a wheelchair Ironically, my shit's medicated Your eyes closed cause you sleep My eyes closed cause I'm meditating I gotta go make reservations At a real nigga destination Two girls in the tub, that's luxury You disagree? That's f-ckery! Saying "fuck you" cause you can't fuck with me I need my dick sucked, but I'm sucka-free You are who it sucks to be I'm a company, buy "Finally Famous" over everything That's my company You already know, nigga Collect the money like it's old, nigga And I'm a blow it like it's rolled, nigga And I be stuntin' til I'm old, nigga Weed, money and hoes: what a hell of a night! Fuck you mean? This is everyday life She in the mirror making sure that she wearing it right It's apparent she present, where I'm appearing tonight! From Letras Mania