GangBang - Big Sean, Wiz Khalifa

Money, money, money

It’s young Khalifa man

And I got money, hoes, money and hoes

I got money, hoes, money and hoes

Sick

Money and hoes

Big money talking to you

Motherfucker that’s cause big money brought it to you

I’ll be stunting while them little niggas sayin' nothing

High ceilings, high hoes, high prices for my clothes and I don’t even pay for it

Barely know who made this shit

Need a bitch, take a bitch, straight back to that big crib

Let you roll some rapper weed, put you on some new shit

Hit this weed, I show you how I do this

My excuse is I’m in Cali so my smoke’s highly exclusive

And my bitch bad, my money’s through the roof

Your money short you looking mad

You Danny Bonaduce bitch

I’m jumpin' in my coupe

I’m rollin' something that taste like fruit

And I hear them niggas talkin' shit but there’s nothing much that they can do

When I got a bitch in your city, you should try when you see her

Never trippin' on no hoes, nigga what you thought we gettin' money over here

I’m ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game

I do it big my niggas do the same thing

I’m throwin' signs, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing

I’m smokin' weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing

I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang

B.I.G.

Sean Don, nigga

I tell a bitch bow down to a motherfucking G hoe

I work hard, I drink slow

But I never keep drinks low, smokey smokey 'cause I’m a cheapo

Sippin' on Pinot Grigio, really hoe, got everything like I got me a genie hoe,

yeah

My car look like a building, diamonds dancing on top of my wrist

Bitch I’m ten feet tall when I’m standing on top of my dick

You a sucker hoe, sucker hoe

I’m success, I feel like a million dollars, bitch I’m up next

Money in my hand, I don’t need no hand out

And they all got their hands up 'cause they fuck with me hands down

And the car I push got more tent than a camp ground

And my picture is always on your bitch background

Like Prada, it’s just me and Cyhi

Young enough to be your son, but she call me big papa

She gave me her oh nana, now disappear like tada

She smoking on that Tada, now who the fuck gonna stop us

I’m ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game

I do it big my niggas do the same thing

I’m throwin' signs, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing

I’m smokin' weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing

I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang

I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang

Yeah that’s right, nigga…

Probably got your bitch in a trance…

I do it…

Niggas got me laughin

Man that shit funny man, damn that shit funny

Damn my nigga Wiz got this shit, ho, what?