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Wiz Khalifa Lyrics for Song: Mia Wallace
 Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Wiz Khalifa
 
 
 
 3101>[Verse 1]
 
 Wake up to the cleanin' lady knockin' and sh*t
 
 I close the door so I can bake up
 
 Cause yesterday we, partied the night away, stumbled in close to four
 
 Room full of expensive bags, still all the sh*t on the floor
 
 But that's just how you live when your wife's a model
 
 Smoke a pound soon as we touch down, do the same thing twice tomorrow
 
 Not to mention what I spend in the club,
 
 n*gga don't need a price the bottle
 
 I promise my weed exotic, all my tree is fire, when you see me I'm just
 
 
 
 [Hook]
 
 Floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 Floating floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 Floating, floating
 
 
 
 [Verse 2]
 
 Down the street, pound a beat, I smoke a pound a week
 
 Heard about it, don't believe, come to my house and see
 
 I'll be high, I'll be somewhere where them ounces be
 
 California kush, New York smokin' sour D
 
 Detroit bubba kush, ATL it's OG
 
 Ask my n*gga Berner, err'body know me
 
 Out in Amsterdam, Wizzle smokin' overseas
 
 I'm gon' hit this bong for everyone who smoke trees!
 
 
 
 [Hook]
 
 Floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 Floating floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
 
 Floating, floating
 
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