Wiz Khalifa

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Wiz Khalifa

Cameron Jibril Thomaz (born September 8, 1987), better known by the stage name Wiz Khalifa, is an American rapper based in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Khalifa was born on September 8, 1987 in Minot, North Dakota to a mother and a father serving in the military
His parents divorced when Khalifa was about three years old
His parents' military service caused him to move on a regular basis
Khalifa lived in Germany, England, and Japan before settling in Pittsburgh where he attended Taylor Allderdice High School
His stage name is derived from khalifa, an Arabic word meaning "successor", and wisdom, which was shortened to Wiz when Khalifa was fifteen
He includes Camp Lo, The Notorious B.I.G. and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony among his influences
Khalifa released his first mixtape, Prince of the City: Welcome to Pistolvania, in 2005
Khalifa's fanbase is known as the Taylor Gang, named after his love of Chuck Taylor All-Stars shoes and his high school he attended Taylor Allderdice High School

Hip Hop/RNB

Black And Yello

On My Level (feat. Too Short)

Album:

Rolling Papers (2011)

Lyrics:

It's the champagne pourin'
Big joint rollin'
Bombay sippin'
No blunt smoking
Bad bitch gettin'
Thick and she got some friends with her
I take 'em out pourin' shots of liquor
Drinkin' out the bottle, smiling in all my pictures
The marijuana loud so them hoes follow like twitter
nigga, you know everything Taylored
Don't rush to the bar fool, if you ain't got no paper
That's the rules, high as fuck, sloppy drunk when I'm passing through
Rollin' doobies up, ya hoe who we pass 'em to
Hit the club spend this money up, roll another one, drink, act a fool
That's what I have to do

See after drinking champagne all night
Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might
Homie I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeah)
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeaah)

So let me take one shot to the brain
And I order three more shots
I'm going in, ayy
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeah)
I'm on my level (yeh)
I'm on my level (yeaah)

Spent a couple dollars on my engine
motor roaring when I back out the garage
Gin got me drunk as fuck stumbling out the bar
Plus I'm struggling tryna find the keys to my car
Cause I be going hard, roll the camera
Life just like a movie, I'm the star
Wish you was in my position
You too broke to play the part
Of course I keep some bad women with me in the back
Sippin' Rose with some hash twistin'
All about a dollar, my team in the cash gettin'
Straight out the burb, we drinking we smash niggas
So when I say I'm balling, that don't mean that I'm playing mate
All my diamonds talkin', you can see what they sayin' mayne

In the middle of the night, early in the mornin'
From the streets to the sheets with some freaks, I ain't yawnin'
I'm wide awake, we ain't eatin', we ain't sleepin'
These bitches so high man, we ain't even speakin'
We just freakin'
You rollin' with short dog baby
She was high on that pill so I fucked yo lady
Come to my house I give 'em everything they want
I might not dot it, but I give to ya women
Cocaine, mushrooms, ecstasy, GHB, Marijuana
She can suck it if she wanna
I got tequila, Ciroc and two freaky friends
and this a Wednesday night, this ain't the weekend

Man I'm high as fuck
Man I swear I'm on my level
Man I'm sloppy drunk
Man I swear I'm on my level
I finna pass out
man I swear I'm on my level
A nigga get smashed out
Man I swear I'm on my level

Remember You (feat. The Weeknd)

Roll Up

Album:

Rolling Papers (2011)

Lyrics:

I roll up
I roll up
I roll up
Shawty I roll up
I roll up
I roll up
I roll up

Its your anniversy is’nt it
And your man aint acting right
So you packin’ your Domiar luggage up callin’ my cell phone, try and catch a flight
You know one thing straight, I’ll be there girl whenever you call me
When you at home thats your man, soon as you land you say thats all me
But shit aint all g with him no more, you aint entertained
Since I meet you a couple months ago you aint been the same
Not sayin I’m the richest man alive but I’m in the game
As long as you keep it 100 Imma spend this change,

Whenever you need me
Whenever want me,
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they dont know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I aint gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she aint gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up

I try to stay out your business
But on the real you’re so obvious
And if you keep fitting me in your plans and f-ckin up, your mans gonna catch onto us
That white sand surrouding us
He be handcuffing, he should work for them officers
If you rolling I got a spot where I can put you on this medical, and send you home doctored up
You wanna ride with me cause you say that he boring

Wake up you rollin’ weed, cooking eggs in the morning
Aint scared to spend this money I’ll make more of it
First you was in the sky now you say you in orbit

No matter where I am
No matter where you are
I’ll be there when its over baby
Cause I was there from the start
No matter if I’m near
Don’t matter if your far
All you do is pick the phone up lady
And I’ll be there when you call

I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up

Work Hard Play Hard

Today's Hits

Black And Yellow

Album:

First Flight (2010)

Lyrics:

uh huh, you know what it is
black and yellow [x4]
uh huh, you know what it is
black and yellow [x4]

yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
everything I do, I do it big
yeah, uh huh, screamin that's nothin
what I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
reppin my town when you see me you know everything
black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
black and yellow [x4]

Black stripe, yellow paint, them niggas scared of it but them hoes aint
Soon as I hit the club look at them hoes face
Hit the petal once make the floor shake
Suede insides, my engine roarin
It's the big boy you know what I payed for it
and I got the petal to the metal
I got you niggas checkin game I'm ballin out on every level
Hear them haters talk but there's nothing you can tell em
Just made a million got another million on my schedule
No love for em nigga breakin hearts
No keys, push to start

yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
everything I do, I do it big
yeah, uh huh screamin thats nothin
what I pulled off the lot, thats stuntin
reppin my town when you see me you know everything
black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
black and yellow [x4]

Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
Bitches love me cause I'm fuckin with their best friends
Not a lesbian but she a freak though
This aint for one night I'm shinin all weak hoe.
I'm sippin cleeko and rockin yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in the watch I cant tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up cause every nigga that I'm with taylor'd

Stay high like how I'm supposed to do
That crown underneath them clouds, cant get close to you
And my car look unapproachable
Super clean but its super mean
She wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks, get fly, take trips and that's that
Real rap, I let her get high, she wouldn't she feel that, convertible drop fill, 87 the top peel back

yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
reppin my town when you see me you know everything
black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
black and yellow [x4]
yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
everything I do, I do it big
yeah, uh huh screamin that's nothin
what I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
reppin my town when you see me you know everything
black and yellow [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in
black and yellow [x4]

Young, Wild And Free (feat. Snoop Dogg and Bruno Mars)

Album:

Mac & Devin Go to High School (2011)

Lyrics:

So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We’re just having fun
We don’t care who sees
So what we go out?
That’s how its supposed to be
Living young and wild and free

So what I keep ‘em rolled up?
Saggin’ my pants, not caring what I show
Keep it real with my niggas
Keep it player for these hoes
And look clean don't it?
Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 501 jeans on it
Roll joints bigger than King Kong’s fingers
And smoke them hoes down ’til they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day
I’m with your bitch smokin’ grade A

You know what?
It’s like I’m 17 again
Peach fuzz on my face
Lookin’, on the case
Tryna find a hella taste
Oh my god, I’m on the chase, Chevy
It's gettin’ kinda heavy, relevant, sellin’ it
Dippin’ away, time keeps slippin’ away
Zip in the safe, flippin’ for pay
Tippin’ like I’m drippin’ in paint
Up front, four blunts, like, “Khalifa put the weed in a J”

And I don't even care
Cause if me and my team in there
There's gonna be some weed in the air
Tell 'em Mac

Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up

That's how it should be done
Soon as you thinkin' you're down
Find how to turn things around
Now things are lookin' up

From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang

Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
Got my own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it

T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
This is us, we gon' fuss
And we gon' fight and we gon' roll
And live off life

Yea, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you’re supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
So we just, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you’re supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun