[Intro:]
Ugh
Ya'll already know what it is man
If they wanna know my name, they look up and see the gang
Ugh, it's not a problem, we spending change

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
Got the pedal to the medal when I pull up out the garage
They feelin 'em at all, these n-ggas a mirage
Handling my biz like a full body of massage, hands on
N-ggas gon hate, hoes wanna menage
Cops f-ck wit me hopin to get a charge
Hoes leaving their man, f-ckin us cause our cars
If it's one thing I know, it's smokin and living large
Got me speedin down the interstate
See what I'm eatin, wanna piece up off my dinner plate
Hey she f-ckin me cause how I win a race
Plus I aint cheap, I roll the reefer counting bigger cake
Wait I'm talkin fast car, big estate
Money come in cash plus in the bank
N-gga 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
Same zip code, aint a damn thang changed
I'm gettin money, keep the champaigne coming
Might crack a smile but aint a damn thang funny, nooo, noooo, uh ha
I'm straight, when you gettin money muthaf-kas gonna hate
Find the baddest bitch and get her number,
I don't even call her (call her, call her)
Feel like a million dollars

When they make it,
They should put my face up on a million dollar bill
Dollar bill, dollar bill
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
When they make it,
They should put my face up on a million dollar bill
Dollar bill, dollar bill
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Cause that's how I feel yup
Hey

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
Ballin's not a hobby, it's my occupation
Hoes on my dick, that's my confirmation
Couple stars with me, that's a constelation
Jacksons, Grants, Benjys, that's my conversation
Touch the pedal once, it look like I'm racing
Eyes chinese, smoke like I'm jamacian,
V. I. P rollin' doobies up and face it
12 bottles of Rose, I'm on some gang sh-t
Gettin all the sh-t, cake crumblin
Aint nothin, told them lil n-ggas I take from 'em
Laughin my all the way to the bank
Tried to talk but they can't
They just stand ther, e when they starin
Hatin, mumblin,
What you make a year, I guarantee I spend it clubbin
Started kinda hot, now it's safe to say we bubblin
400 on a zip, blow it all day
Another city, state, another mill to make

[Chorus:]
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Real Estate Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa – Real Estate Lyrics