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Correct Real Estate Lyrics
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Correct Real Estate
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[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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