| Artist/Band: 
Wiz Khalifa Lyrics for Song: B.A.R.
 Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Wiz Khalifa
 
 
 
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 Paper planes... uh
 
 And no matter what I say
 
 Everyday I keep count
 
 Whoever niggas speak about
 
 
 
 Lambourghini dreams, beach house wishes
 
 Pour bottles of champaigne for my beach house bitches
 
 It ain't new to me that money boy I been bout
 
 Throwin' hundreds on the floor I tell her keep count
 
 Nigga they in love with what I say cause aaa
 
 Really live the life you other niggas speak about
 
 Got my camera man he's down to do a movie for me
 
 Couple niggas round that's down to do the shootin for me
 
 I'm still ridin' with my main bitch
 
 She rollin' a joint somethin' old school playin'
 
 She love me we fuckin', we in the fly free zone
 
 With some niggas who capped an save it
 
 I let her shop til she drop dead
 
 Sleepin' in her crib wake up to decent pot plant
 
 Jordan shorts and a pear of polo sotch blazin' with yo bitch
 
 You wanna live smoke this
 
 
 
 I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
 
 I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
 
 And I don't have much, but I take all I got
 
 And that's what I give (what I give)
 
 What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
 
 I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
 
 And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
 
 
 
 I talk numbers I have people to speak for me
 
 If you love her then how did miss or could you keep shawty
 
 Ever fly private, so much diamonds in my chain hell a sky milage
 
 I fell asleep on a plane
 
 An never woke up, an now I'm livin' the dream
 
 Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king
 
 They wanna live comfortably sippin' on champaigne
 
 Real niggas fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
 
 I gave my Momma the O she told her anythin'
 
 That come through the door to open the whole clip
 
 I'm with yo bitch smokin' let her keep the mid I'm a roll this potent
 
 Hotel so close to the water you can even hear the ocean
 
 Them bitches can't breathe beware of em niggas with tattoo sleeves
 
 
 
 I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
 
 I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
 
 And I don't have much, but I take all I got
 
 And that's what I give (what I give)
 
 What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
 
 I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
 
 And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
 
 
 
 One smoke cause they know that I keep flavors
 
 Tell me how them other niggas lame
 
 And she love a cool press so she fuckin' with the tailors
 
 We're all stars and smoke papers, iphone with no ring tones
 
 Vibrator on plain mode, palm trees, an bumpy road
 
 The weed burning, but the the money just blow
 
 While I'm lookin' at your nigga's face
 
 Light another l an pull the liquor out the case
 
 Niggas tryin' to fell see me now they wanna hate
 
 Fly another plane in different city, nother state
 
 My cash change the forecast, as a team was half baked before classs
 
 Now I smoke joints with other niggas hoes
 
 And this shit you burn after you roll
 
 
 
 I'm glad to be here out the way in so looong so looong so long
 
 I finally find me a cloud to float ooon float ooon
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on
 
 And I'm a float (float on) ooon (float on) float on float on float on
 
 And I don't have much, but I take all I got
 
 And that's what I give (what I give)
 
 What I get in return is the money I earn an the life I live (life I live)
 
 I'm so gone yes I burn after rollin' (after rollin')
 
 And float ooon an float oooon an float oon
 
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