More songs by Wiz Khalifa
Description
Producer: Akachi
Producer: Lukovic
Writer: Cameron Thomaz
Writer: Patrick Juteh Geegbae
Writer: Oliver Cronin
Lyrics and translation
Original
(Bah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (bah-bah)
What?
(Bah-bah) big joint, I'm rollin' up
Hunchos, I'm foldin' up
Bad bitch, she in the cut
No, sir, I never cuff
No sleep, she's stayin' up
Grow weed, don't weigh it up
See what y'all rollin' up
Y'all fools ain't roll enough (bah)
Bomb weed only in my lungs
I'm Bob Marley out where I'm from
Don't borrow mine, you should have your own
I been servin' packs since niggas had flip phones
Bend it over, shake it on a pothead
Got bread plus I'm gorgeous, so they drop dead
Not fuckin' with her lately, told her, "Stop beggin'"
She stopped fuckin' with her man 'cause he don't got dreads
Tried to stop rollin' joints so big
But I can't help it
Bring your own, I don't share joints
If you want a pack, I can sell this
She don't wanna share, homegirl, she's selfish
She let me put my Meta glasses on and film it
And I can tell you that her ass off, I felt it
She tellin' me that money make her cum, I'm 'bout that
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (uh-uh, uh, uh)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
I can borrow against my stocks, you know I gettin' rich, uh
Got a million of credit, your boy came up with a ticket, uh (bah)
Threw about 25 thousand just to say a nigga did it, yeah
Then I made it back times two, 50 Cent ambition, yeah (bah)
You's a busy bitch, uh, come and bust it open, uh
You won't give me a kiss, uh-huh, don't know why you're frontin', uh (bah)
You wanna settle down, baby, I know that you're tryin'
I wanna be your man, but, baby, I'm just always lyin'
State your price, uh-huh, she pick it up, oh-yeah
Just a beat, uh-huh, then break back up, uh-huh
I started this stuff, that shit you got, it don't compare
I taught you once, don't ever say I didn't care (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
English translation
(Bah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (bah-bah)
What?
(Bah-bah) big joint, I'm rollin' up
Hunchos, I'm foldin' up
Bad bitch, she in the cut
No, sir, I never cuff
No sleep, she's stayin' up
Grow weed, don't weigh it up
See what y'all rollin' up
Y'all fools ain't roll enough (bah)
Bomb weed only in my lungs
I'm Bob Marley out where I'm from
Don't borrow mine, you should have your own
I been servin' packs since niggas had flip phones
Bend it over, shake it on a pothead
Got bread plus I'm gorgeous, so they drop dead
Not fuckin' with her lately, told her, "Stop beggin'"
She stopped fuckin' with her man 'cause he don't got dreads
Tried to stop rollin' joints so big
But I can't help it
Bring your own, I don't share joints
If you want a pack, I can sell this
She don't wanna share, homegirl, she's selfish
She let me put my Meta glasses on and film it
And I can tell you that her ass off, I felt it
She tellin' me that money make her cum, I'm 'bout that
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (uh-uh, uh, uh)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
I can borrow against my stocks, you know I gettin' rich, uh
Got a million of credit, your boy came up with a ticket, uh (bah)
Threw about 25 thousand just to say a nigga did it, yeah
Then I made it back times two, 50 Cent ambition, yeah (bah)
You's a busy bitch, uh, come and bust it open, uh
You won't give me a kiss, uh-huh, don't know why you're frontin', uh (bah)
You wanna settle down, baby, I know that you're tryin'
I wanna be your man, but, baby, I'm just always lyin'
State your price, uh-huh, she pick it up, oh-yeah
Just a beat, uh-huh, then break back up, uh-huh
I started this stuff, that shit you got, it don't compare
I taught you once, don't ever say I didn't care (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)
It's been a minute, it's been a minute
It's been a minute, it's been a minute (bah-bah)
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it
It's been a minute since she had a real nigga in it (bah-bah)