Wiz Khalifa – Palm Trees

Wiz Khalifa – Palm Trees

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About Wiz Khalifa, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, better known by his stage name Wiz Khalifa, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and actor. He released his debut album, Show and Prove, in 2006, and signed to Warner Bros. Records in 2007. Naijafindmp3

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Wiz Khalifa – Palm Trees – Goodbyes LYRICS

Me and Kurt feel the same, too much pleasure is pain
My girl spites me in vain, all I do is complain
She needs something to change, need to take off the edge
So fuck it all tonight
And don’t tell me to shut up
When you know you talk too much
But you don’t got shit to say
I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I could save you
‘Cause I need to be saved, too
I’m no good at goodbyes
We’re both acting insane, but too stubborn to change
Now I’m drinkin’ again, 80 proof in my veins
And my fingertips stained, looking over the edge
Don’t fuck with me tonight
Said you needed this heart then you got it
Turns out that it wasn’t what you wanted
And we wouldn’t let go and we lost it
Now I’m a goner
I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I could save you
‘Cause I need to be saved, too
I’m no good at goodbyes
I want you right in my life
I want you back here tonight
I’m tryna to cut you no knife
I wanna slice you and dice you
My argues possessive, it got you precise
Can you not turn off the TV? I’m watching the fight
I flood the garage, blue diamond, no shark
You’re Barbie life doll, it’s Nicki Minaj
You don’t need a key to drive, your car on the charger
I just wanna see the side, the one that’s unbothered
And I don’t want you never go outside
I promise if they play, my nigga sliding’
I’m fuckin’ her and the tour bus still ridin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want you out of my head
I want you out of my bedroom tonight
There’s no way I can save you
Because I need to be saved too
I’m no good at goodbyes
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m no good at goodbyes
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m no good at goodbyes

[Intro]
H-H-Hadouken
D-D-DJ Daddykat on the mix
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (We got that Dezzy drip ‘fore I paid the rent)
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
We fly, lit (We fly, we fly)
Three fives, zips (We fly, we fly)
Gotta drive multiple whips
Came with two dips and seen both of them kiss
I’ma run circles ’round y’all nigga ’til I make y’all sick
I’ma keep lettin’ y’all hate the game and the way I play it
Nobu dinner, she on my team, I know she a winner
Ain’t no begginer, I mastered the style I evented
Learned how to handle my business
Palm trees, drank filled up with bomb weed
Khaki shorts and long sleeves
Don’t say much but all the bitches want me

[Verse 1]
Fantical shots at a nigga so I don’t got a bulletproof car (Bulletproof car)
Pull up in all of them whips and they all tinted, don’t know who we are (Know who we are)
Remember I used to just shoot for the clouds now I shoot for the stars (I go for the stars)
You fuckin’ with me and you gonna get game and your gonna get bars
And now I got too many hoes
I hand ’em out once I don’t even know I’m apart
I’m shoppin’ and makin’ my clothes
They sayin’ I’m too hard
I told you that I was gon’ win
As soon as I open the door and they lettin’ me star
And they takin’ one look at my wrist
Get hella impressed, they don’t even know what it cost
Come sit down with the boss

[Pre-Chorus]
You pocket change, we millionairs
Pick one, I can call ’em
I ain’t thinkin’ in the past, lil’ bitch, I’m movin’ forward
Niggas my age lookin’ hella stressed but I’m enjoyin’ it
You regular and this nigga important

[Verse 2]
I don’t say much ’cause the money talk for me
Grab a paper, grind a tree up, roll it up and spark a tree (Hahaha)
By the youngin’s, got some game and yeah they got it all from me
By the bitches, safe to say, it’s hard to keep ’em off of me
Now they see I got the money, made it double up
Got your nigga actin’ troublesome
I got a couple friends but I done fucked with some
I got a couple bitches, ain’t in love with none
Gotta handle business, I ain’t finished ’til I’m done
Big crib, pick which one
Big tree mean big lungs
Ten bitches that’s big fun