Wiz Khalifa - Hope Lyrics
[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]Way before your time the world knew this would happenWas destiny to many, was just hard work for youAs you were brought into this worldYou tried to find out about your surroundingsThe people, the feeling of being alive and breathing the airThe smiles you see at that point are the ones you should always rememberAuthentic isDue to the choices you make for yourselfIt'll be a bunch of fake smiles so easy to forgetBut some although not healthy for them will create an understanding of what the word real meansUs (?) one of your greatest attributesOthers before thyself as long as long as thyself is taken care of is well beingAnd money, well, I know you know how to get moneyI'm gonna say this one time only, live young man, you deserve itLet's celebrate, Blacc HollywoodAnd we be in the club, buying all our champagneSpillin' it on the couchesMe and my ****as deserve this ****We was there for the come upI am Blacc Hollywood, I live Blacc Hollywood[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]Yea, yea, yeaHope you got thousands in your pocket cause she ain't lookin' for loveHope you pop a lot of bottles cause she ain't lookin' for loveHope you drive the newest lookin' cause she ain't lookin' for loveHope you brought a lot of draws cause she ain't lookin' for loveThat's no loveThat's no loveThat's no loveThat's no loveHope you got thousands in your pocket cause she ain't lookin' for loveHope you pop a lot of bottles cause she ain't lookin' for love[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]Pull up to the club with my thugs smokin' so strongHop out and walk through the back, so high I don't know where I'm atThem *****es get open, I'm with some ****as who all 'bout that actionPoppin' them bottles, you look outside, see them foreignsShe get them dollars out them ****as cause she ain't lookin' for loveSmoke that loud up by the pound, she get champagne and drink it upHope you ain't a (?) cause she ain't lookin' for cuffsIn the club spinnin' (?), she in your face, you think it's loveSaid you throwin' dubs, bro that ain't enoughMoney, clothes, and drugs, that's what *****es loveRollie cold as ****, that's what *****es loveBack to the topic, pop that ass and please don't stop it[Hook: Wiz Khalifa][Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]That's no love, that's no loveThat's your *****, get her bed in my truckYou ain't give her what she needed, and she ain't lookin' for loveHomie she don't want no flowers, only make her cum[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]Poppin' ass, kinda naughty, met her ass at the partyTook her to the after party, drink some gin off her bodySpend some ends, now I'm going inTook her and her friend, hit the skinsThen we smoked again, eyes like I'm KoreanShots of gin, that's what all this juice is forIn Blacc Hollywood, that's my newest carI'm like eney meeney, I got plentyPockets filled with hundreds, fiftiesNothin' lower, come **** with a stoner[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
