Hideout (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

Hideout (feat. Wiz Khalifa) Lyrics

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[Wiz Khalifa]
We’re high or drunk
There’s no police
Fuck man

Ride out
Glide out
Take yo’ bitch to my hideout
Then she see we getting, high about
I got, joint rollers
I got, weed crushers
I got, joint papers
I got, big crushes on these
Lil bitches in these
Big money
I don’t, talk funny
I just, head to the bank
Yo bitch love me
Getting all this bread

[Alex Veach]
Rollin’ into Roma
With a fine suitcase
Take you to my hideout
Whatever you please

Now we came from out of the back
We never had the key
You know you about to be, honestly
Always indebted to me
We been professors to thee
Promise me
Come and see
We give you everything nice
Whipped with sugar and spice
Delicate ice
Play it up high like the price
There’s a brave new world out there
Just look up with your eyes
Came to terms with all these things
Now all things nice
Indecision was my way
Yeah made my mind
Up is where my view is at
Head in the sky

Rollin’ into Roma
With a fine suitcase
Take you to my hideout
Whatever you please, girl

Thanks to all who here
Appreciate these nights
Everyone came out
Lets see how hard we vibe
Pop the champ
Shit, pop balloons
Let’s roll the dice
We go hard at this chateau
We live the life
All the queens be round the table
Rest their feet and flash they stash load
Shoot the shit and keep the cash flow
Up and running like they Van Gogh
All this paper we just piled up
Make for one hell of a night
Now enjoy
Let’s get it right
Push your problems to the side

Rollin’ into Roma
With a fine suitcase
Take you to my hideout
Whatever you please, girl

One night
Not enough for me
Too many bite my style
Three girls, yeah tan and pretty
Four homies by my side
‘Round the world we got it right
Take a hit, just pass and light
Grab that money
From the sky
Raise your glass up
Splashin’ wine

Rollin’ into Roma
With a fine suitcase
Take you to my hideout
Whatever you please

Now you know there’s no goodbye
‘Cause we gon’ do this every night
We in the time of our lives
Yeah let’s take it city wide
Bag them hunnies in Dubai
Take on twenty at a time
Makin’ money all the while
Paris next then take Hawaii
Then we skirt off to Mumbai
Keep the loop so you don’t pry
Give you snippets don’t ask why
Confidential keep it mine

Rollin’ into Roma
With a fine suitcase
Take you to my hideout
Whatever you please