Wiz Khalifa – Vanity Fair Lyrics

Vanity Fair By Wiz Khalifa

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So she ran up on me and she was like “Damn, I miss you”
I had to tell the young lady
“You can’t miss what you still have
See, can’t nobody take your spot
You don’t miss me, you just missing’ out”
Ha-ha-ha

Uh, I got you open off the words I spit
They tired of the rest, they need some gangster s---
Say I’m the best once the weed get lit
Don’t leave your girl around me cause she might get hit
I rock Celine and all types of s---
At night, we in the studio, where mics get ripped
Doing my thing like a titan
These n-----’ mouth hurt from all the biting
N----- soft, I ain’t nothing like ’em, don’t need ’em
Say they my man but I don’t believe ’em
I’m getting tanned with a Puertorican
Dropping new s--- for my fans
Rings on the fingers, we them champs
Pull up to the party, high as f---, I roll up in advance
I already know you n----- fake, never trust you again
Keep a lil’ McQueen in my cup, Taylor cuff in my pants
‘Nother red carpet, if they hit you up when I land

G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta

It’s Only Weed Bro
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Relax
It’s only weed