Artist: Wiz Khalifa Album: N/A (0000) Title: T.A.P.
Lyrics T.A.P.[Hook (x4)] Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let's take a plane
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Nothin' but gin in my trippy cup, pouring more, I can't get enough Young Khalifa on that hippie stuff, I break it down and it lifts me up So much shining, so much diamonds, All that there comes from so much grindin' So much weed up in my lungs, I'm in the air, I'm somewhere flyin' In your town I cop me a pound, show me one and I'll roll one All my n*ggas straight drug addicts cause it takes one for you to know one Bake somethin' and never hold none, young n*ggas with some old lungs Catch me out at your college campus, weed rolled with a cold one Outside with my new car, my Chally parked by my old one Got a couple of Rollies dawg, but I'm usually rocking a gold one Catching flights on them private planes, Ferrari doors I close 'em Don't talk a mill, you ain't sold one, Don't talk a pound, you ain't smoked one
[Hook (x4)] Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let's take a plane
[Verse 2: Juicy J] Smokin' and sippin' while watching hoes strippin' Poppin' and rollin', I'm chieffin' this potent Dope by my side with the pistol and chopper Got from my b*tch and she get from her mama Talking like this, I be walking like this Sold a few hoes and I bought a new b*tch Taylor Gang n*ggas the number one chieffas Smokin' on gas probably louder than speakers Mix with the hash, dip in the lean blue dream, I'm a f*cking fiend Standing on Fairfax getting smoked out with them n*ggas from Supreme Trippy sticks bong rips blunt, b*tch I'm down to do whatever She wanna pop a molly man, Juicy J gon' f*ckin' let her For a stronger strain I'm spending bands, this ain't no reggie When it's 'bout this gettin' high, ain't nothin' you can tell me Xanax bars, beans and syrup, that's my trippy kit I'm like a pimp in the club working your b*tch
[Hook (x4)] Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let's take a plane |