Breeze (Explicit)
Berner, B.Real, Wiz Khalifa"Breeze (Explicit)" is a song by Berner, B.Real, Wiz Khalifa, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:05 long and contains 65 lines and 455 words.
Lyrics
0:00Breeze - Berner/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)
0:10Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze
0:14Late night smoking the w**d w**d
0:17Riding sitting low in the seat
0:20Just tell me if you're ready to roll
0:23Oh oh
0:25You wanna book the doctor
0:27But you can't afford me pay up
0:28But if you got the paper call harry gordy harry
0:32He'll book you for a consultation I'll prescribe you medication
0:35You'll be vibing like it's meditation
0:37Feeling wasted
0:39Don't make me have this shatter
0:40Wrapped up round a white girl put it in the
0:42L like it don't matter
0:44We keep rollin' it fatter and fatter
0:46She hit it harder pullin' like a monster and I
0:49Don't mind that sh*t for starters
0:51Down to the finish we winning the flower glistenin'
0:54Just listen
0:54We twistin' the fire and higher we getting
0:58Light up this fire then flippin' and sippin'
1:00The finest sh*t wired and trippin'
1:02We keep climbin' the elevation is too much for you
1:05B*tches come on face it off the paper that was chasin'
1:08Seems outrageous but the grind is contagious
1:10And I got pages and pages of game
1:12And I'm watching all of you f*ckin'
1:13We get gone in the breeze
1:16Late night smoking the w**d
1:19Riding sitting low in the seat
1:22Tell me if you're ready to roll
1:25Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze
1:29Late night smoking the w**d w**d
1:32Riding sitting low in the seat seat
1:35Just tell me if you're ready to roll oh oh
1:40Brown bags full of new blue hundreds
1:42My old b*tch hates d*mn my new b*tch love me
1:46Windows down fresh air feel lovelysmoke wax looks like honey
1:50Makes your head feel funny baller sh*t
1:52We spend this money like it never runs out
1:54You broke it makes me sick
1:56Put this gun in your mouth
1:58I had a plug in the south
1:59Had me reachin' two thou used to sh*t
2:02Now trucks take trips in the drought
2:05Gone in the breeze ocean view for a week
2:07I piss pink champagne on a tropical beach
2:10Sittin' low in my old school turn up the beat
2:13Light w**d pull a hand full out of the p
2:17Turkey bag boys you ain't got it like this
2:205 gran hash play burns slow as a b*tch
2:23We burn big everywhere we go
2:25Top show no blow
2:27Kk floatin' out of
2:28We get gone in the breeze
2:31Late night smoking the w**d
2:34Riding sitting low in the seat
2:37Tell me if you're ready to roll
2:40Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze
2:43Late night smoking the w**d w**d
2:46Riding sitting low in the seat seat
2:49Just tell me if you're ready to roll roll
2:52Oh oh
3:05Oh oh oh
Breeze - Berner/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法) Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze Late night smoking the w**d w**d Riding sitting low in the seat Just tell me if you're ready to roll Oh oh You wanna book the doctor But you can't afford me pay up But if you got the paper call harry gordy harry He'll book you for a consultation I'll prescribe you medication You'll be vibing like it's meditation Feeling wasted Don't make me have this shatter Wrapped up round a white girl put it in the L like it don't matter We keep rollin' it fatter and fatter She hit it harder pullin' like a monster and I Don't mind that sh*t for starters Down to the finish we winning the flower glistenin' Just listen We twistin' the fire and higher we getting Light up this fire then flippin' and sippin' The finest sh*t wired and trippin' We keep climbin' the elevation is too much for you B*tches come on face it off the paper that was chasin' Seems outrageous but the grind is contagious And I got pages and pages of game And I'm watching all of you f*ckin' We get gone in the breeze Late night smoking the w**d Riding sitting low in the seat Tell me if you're ready to roll Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze Late night smoking the w**d w**d Riding sitting low in the seat seat Just tell me if you're ready to roll oh oh Brown bags full of new blue hundreds My old b*tch hates d*mn my new b*tch love me Windows down fresh air feel lovelysmoke wax looks like honey Makes your head feel funny baller sh*t We spend this money like it never runs out You broke it makes me sick Put this gun in your mouth I had a plug in the south Had me reachin' two thou used to sh*t Now trucks take trips in the drought Gone in the breeze ocean view for a week I piss pink champagne on a tropical beach Sittin' low in my old school turn up the beat Light w**d pull a hand full out of the p Turkey bag boys you ain't got it like this 5 gran hash play burns slow as a b*tch We burn big everywhere we go Top show no blow Kk floatin' out of We get gone in the breeze Late night smoking the w**d Riding sitting low in the seat Tell me if you're ready to roll Oh we get gone in the breeze breeze Late night smoking the w**d w**d Riding sitting low in the seat seat Just tell me if you're ready to roll roll Oh oh Oh oh oh
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