Exit Row Remix Lyrics by Wiz Khalifa

Exit Row Remix Lyrics


    feat. Traiblaza

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Now I don't mean to be rude
    But every since I ran into you
    I've been thinking about things I wanna do
    I told you I've got a room, well
    You said you tryna come through
    And if ya girl trippin' than bring her too

    Cause I, I aint gon' wait all night long
    Ain't gon' wait all night long
    Ain't gon' wait all night long
    Cause I, I aint gon' wait all night long
    Ain't gon' wait all night long
    Ain't gon' wait all night long

    [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
    One for the money, two for the show
    Three rooms, four chicks who brought pounds to smoke
    Five times in your city, now your town should know
    Six bottles waiting, Seven time
    And you know me, I'm VIP smoking tropical
    Love the way my diamond shining like Mop and Go

    [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
    Take off, take off
    She ready for take off
    The more you wear to the club the more you gotta take off

    And I live fast like the brakes off
    Bigger cake in my bank bitch, bake-off
    Your pockets on E, weight loss
    My goons on top of the beef, steak sauce
    And when I'm in the club I blind them hoes like Ray Charles
    Used to be your old lady but you got laid off

    [Bridge]

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2: Trailblaza]
    Life's good when your team is great and your chick is badder
    Take her home-run, cause if she see my cake you goin' have to grab her
    I had to remind her, don't check the skies I know it's clear
    So grab your girls, grab your bags, and bring your pretty ass over here
    That's so sincere - uh, that's how I meant it
    The clouds are tremendous hop on the flight for tonight bring a couple attendants
    Watch me kick my feet up, behind the cloud baby girl we should meet up
    I don't need no trees but roll that leaf for wiz khalifa
    I can't hear you speak up - they say I changed
    Make's sense, I'm making change Underdawgs x Taylor Gang
    Start the engine, feel the flame
    A lot of woman, too much champagne
    Time is money, that's why these dimes with us
    Come meet the pilots honey, that g goin be shocked that his time is up!

    [Bridge]

    [Chorus]

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