Descripción de Wiz Khalifa - Real Estate + Lyrics in Description:

Wiz Khalifa - Real Estate + Lyrics in Description 1st Verse [Wiz Khalifa] Uhh you already know what it is man. If they wanna know my name they just look up and see the Gang (hahhaha) Uhh its not a problem we spending change (haha) Uhh got the pedal to the medal when I pull out the garage Ain't feeling them at all these niggas are mirage Handling my biz like a full body massage Hands on niggas gon hate hos want a minaj Cops fuck with me hoping to get a charge Hos leaving their man fuck with us cause our car If there's one thing I know is smoking & living large [uhh] (whooo) Got me speeding down the interstate See what im eating want a piece off of my dinner plate Ayy she fuck with me cause I win the race Plus I aint cheap rolling reffers counting bigger cake Wait im talking fast cars big estate Money come in cash plus in the bank (hahaha) Nigga don't believe me throw it in your face Bitch I'm in the building like Real Estate [Chorus] They say I'm still the same you know it aint a thang ??? aint a damn thang changed I'm getting money keep the champagne coming Might crack a smile but not a damn thing funny (nahh uhh uhh) I'm straight When you getting money motherfuckers gon hate Find the baddest bitch get her number I don't even call her Feel like a million dollar When they make it, they should put my face up on a million dollar bill dollar bill, dollar bill cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) when they make it, they should put my face up on a million dollar bill dollar bill, dollar bill cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) hey 2nd verse [Wiz Khalifa] Balling not my hobby its my occupation Hos on my dick that my confirmation Couple stars with me that's a constellation Jacksons Grants and Benjis that's my conversation Touch the pedal once it look like I'm racing Eyes Chinese smoke like I'm Jamaican V.I.P. rolling doobies up and face it 12 bottles of Rose I'm on some Gang shit (Gang Shit) Getting all this Ain't nothing told em lil niggas I take from em Laughing my way all the way to the bank Tryna talk but they can't They just stand there with their staring hating Mumbling what you making Yea I guarantee I spend it clubbing Started kinda hot now its safe to say we bubbling 400 on the zip blow a O a day Another city, state another mill to make [Chorus] They say I'm still the same you know it aint a thang ??? aint a damn thang changed I'm getting money keep the champagne coming Might crack a smile but not a damn thing funny (nahh uhh uhh) I'm straight When you getting money motherfuckers gon hate Find the baddest bitch get her number I don't even call her Feel like a million dollar When they make it, they should put my face up on a million dollar bill dollar bill, dollar bill cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) when they make it, they should put my face up on a million dollar bill dollar bill, dollar bill cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) cause thats how I feel yup (cause thats how I feel yup) hey Lyrics by me. Corrections are welcomed.