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Paroles de la chanson B.A.R. par Wiz Khalifa

Fuckin’ hoes everywhere we go
Taylor Gang, paper planes
Uh, they lovin’ what I say
Tell her keep count
What you other niggas speak bout

Lamborghini dreams, beach house wishes
Pour bottles of champagne for my beach house bitches
It ain’t new to me, the money boy I been bout
Throwin 100′s on the floor, I tell her keep count
Nigga, they in love wit what I say
Cuz I, really live the life you other niggas speak bout
Got my camera man, he down to do a movie for me

Couple niggas round us, down to do the shootin’ for me
I’m still ridin’ wit my main bitch
She rollin’ the joint, somethin’ old school playin’
She love me, we fuck and we in the fly-free zone
When some niggas will captain-save-it
I let her shop till she drop
Sleepin’ in her crib, wake up to decent pot plan
Jordan shorts and a pear of polo socks, blazin’
Wit yo bitch, you wanna live, smoke this

I’m glad to be here
I been waitin’ so long (so long, so long)
I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on)
And I’mma float on (float on)
Float on (float on)

And I’mma float on (float on)
Float on, float on, float on
And I don’t have much
But I’ll take all I got and that’s what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn
And the life I live (life I live)
I’m so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling)
And float on, and float on, and float on

Talk numbers, I hire people to speak for me
If you love her, then hide your bitch so you keep shorty

Ever fly private
So much diamonds in my chain, hella sky mileage
I fell asleep on a plane

And never woke up, and now I’m living a dream
Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I’m a king
They wanna live comfortably, sippin on champagne
Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
I gave my momma the ocean
Told her anything to come through the door to open the whole clip
I’m wit yo bitch smokin’
Let her keep the mid, I’mma roll this potent
Hotel so close to the water
You can even here the ocean
Them bitches can’t breathe
Beware of them niggas wit tattoo sleeves

I’m glad to be here
I been waitin’ so long (so long, so long)
I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on)
And I’mma float on (float on)

Float on (float on)
And I’mma float on (float on)
Float on, float on, float on
And I don’t have much
But I’ll take all I got and that’s what I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn
And the life I live (life I live)
I’m so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling)
And float on, and float on, and float on

Wanna smoke ’cause they know that I keep flavors
Tell me how them other niggas lame
And she love the cool crowd
So she fuckin’ with the Taylors
Wear All-Stars and smoke papers

IPhone with no ringtones
Vibrate or on plane mode
Palm trees and bomb pre-rolls
The weed burnin, but the money just fold
While I’m lookin at you niggas face
Light another L, and pull the liquor out the case
Niggas try and fail, see me now they wanna hate
Fly another plane, a different city, another state
My cash change the forecast
As the team was half-baked before class
Now I smoke joints wit others niggas hoes
And this shit you burn after you roll, fool

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