work hard play hard

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  1. wiz khalifa'nın haziran ayında çıkacak olan 2. stüdyo albümü O.N.I.F.C.'nin ilk single'ı. stargate prodüksiyonludur. şarkıyı bir türk futbolcu söylese maç cezası bile alır herif her cümlenin sonunda nigga diyor. zenginim, havalıyım, şahaneyim edebiyatı sıktıysa da baya sardı.

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    (bkz: sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun)

    [Hook]
    Work hard, play hard (x4)
    Work (x8)

    [Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
    Diamonds all on my brain, nigga
    Gold watches, gold chain, nigga
    Hundred thou’ on champagne, nigga
    Yeah, my money insane, nigga
    Yeah, I’m making it rain, nigga
    When I was just on a plane, nigga
    Buying gear, flying here
    Fuck what you heard, its my time of year
    If I’m in the club I get a hundred stacks
    I’m always rollin’ up so I could laugh at that
    Them other niggas stole my swag but I don’t want it back
    My nigga, uh, I was on this but I’m onto that
    You see it in the closet before it’s on the rack
    Was out there in Hawaii now I’m going back
    My nigga, uh
    I got so much money I should start a bank
    So much paper right in front of me it’s hard to think
    Find so many bottles it’s gon be hard to drink
    But I’m still pouring up and my family here
    And they rolling up so, ugh

    [Chorus x2]
    The bigger the bill
    The harder you ball
    Well I’m throwin’ mine
    Cause my money long
    The quicker you’re here
    The faster you go
    That’s why, where I come from, the only thing we know is

    [Hook]
    Work hard, play hard (x4)
    Work (x8)

    [Verse 2]
    Hopped your pretty ass up in this fucking car
    Bitch I’m out this world, girl you know I’m a star
    Used to buying rounds, but now we buy the bar
    Last year they had to ask, now they know who we are
    ‘Bout shit, walk in the building, I own shit
    You can tell by who I’m on the phone with
    Damn nigga, talkin’ bout grown shit
    Nigga, too busy jackin’ my swag
    Need to fuck around, get ya own shit
    Get ya own cars, get ya own clothes
    Get ya own smoke, get ya own bitch
    Yeah, you aint reppin’ my gang, get ya own clique

    [Chorus x2]

    [Verse 3]
    Go hard, make sure you do whatever it is that you gotta do
    Thats your job
    And niggas gonna hate but thats no prob’
    So hey fuck ‘em don’t need nothing from ‘em
    Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don’t mean nothing
    It’s straight from Cali
    Thats whats in my joint
    Thats what I’m puffin’
    OG and been one since I was young enough that know that everybody was gonna know me
    Most niggas don’t see
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