Correction Paroles Uptown Bound par Wiz Khalifa

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[Skit: ?, Mike Tyson & ?]
Yo, Mike, you gonna get, uhm, Taylor Gang tattoo, man?
Talor Gang?
Yeah
That's a li—, I'm waitin' for the [roller to?] finish rollin'
Yeah
And we're gonna release smoke all day here
Yeah, I got you one right here if you need it here
[?] to keep me warm [?]
Khalifa Kush
Thank you so much
There you go, see you
[?] KK on deck
Can I get that lighter?
[?] no, oh, you smokin' that
Eugh, I got to, I got to, man
Alright, so this is gonna be the weed smoking episode
Yep, season five, we keepin' alive

[Chorus]
I'm the type to roll another one up
[Mashin'?] mine and unwind when you with me
Eyes rеal low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave
Turn your phonе off, you're right where you wanna be

[Post-Chorus]
Rollin' up another one, [ridin' in?] the front seat
'Bout to take another shroom, [trapped?] and you don't see
Sayin' that they [?], but [?] AP
Push a button, drop the top, you ride with a real G

[Bridge]
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry

[Verse 1]
Watch gifted, new Ferrari, unlisted
Billionaire, so when I walk in, they treat me different
Comin' up with new floor plans, I'm real specific
Rollin' up when I want to, kush taste terrific
You can blink if you want to, you probably missed it
I'm walk around with my dogs loose, you probably [?]
I'm chillin' 'round bean bags and all these [?]
I'm never gon' tap out, I go the distance

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
Try get your paper up before you try hate on us
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
Ain't lettin' no dirt touchin' us, how you know I'm in love with it
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
Top down, swingin' all my locks 'round, gettin' money
There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry
I love my life, I bet you wish you could live it for me

[Chorus]
I'm the type to roll another one up
[Mashin'?] mine and unwind when you with me
Eyes real low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave
Turn your phone off, you're right where you wanna be

[Verse 2]
And after me there won't be another
That's why my son need a little brother
They can take care of each other
Handle my business, so my whole family's covered
I take a chicken, [turn it?] to a cone stuffer
Kush lover
If you ever need a pound, give you a good number
And a heart beat won't even stutter
Last minute, beat the buzzer

[Chorus]
I'm the type to roll another one up
[Mashin'?] mine and unwind when you with me
Eyes real low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave
Turn your phone off, you're right where you wanna be

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