Mike Will Made It - Whole Thang lyrics

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] My palace is tall as scrapers cause all this paper So much green these solid acres can call it neighbors I'm copping two of everything like Noah's Ark I'm copping two of everything cuz I'm going hard Spending money with no regards, pulling up with my top back Can't find the sh** that I want no more, don't have a need cuz I got that These n***as talking millions dog but they don't see them often I'm fresh to d**h, I k**ed the club, my section needs some coffins My hotel we going after this club close My hotel, you get high if you come close Rolling that weed up and Mike Will work that beat up Getting drunk, getting stoned, if ya want you can meet us [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] No talk, no discussion Pull up to the club, 911 now that's stunting And I ball so hard, I should play the whole game Want the power and respect get a check, spend the whole thang Spend the whole thang We ain't smoking on no half, smoke the whole thang Pull up to the club, 911 now that's stunting Won the power of respect, get the cheque, spend the whole thang [Verse 2: Juicy J] Spend it, hol' up, spend it, spend it, spend it, hol' up, hol' up, spend it Spend it, spend it, spend it, spinach louder than an engine Take a cruise to Costa Rica, with my chica, let's go fishing, hol' up 50 on Venus, and Serena don't watch tennis, hol' up That's the business, half naked models t**ng in my kitchen Fixing dinner, dinner and I'm finna, finna jump up in her Bout the time, the time she finish sweatin, she gon' be, she gon' be thinner Whats her, whats her name, name I don't remember, remember f** it, it don't really matter, no way We ain't got much to say, in her mouth like Colgate Ho I'm repping Taylor Gang, b**h I smell like money Plus marijuana, peep the aroma [Hook] [Verse 3: Juicy J] Damn it I'm stunting, b**h I got money Car ain't got no key, I just press the bu*ton Juicy the name, all these hoes love me My b**h got plenty a**, and got no stomach Feed the b**h dick, she say I taste yummy b**h call me broke, she just being funny So much cash can't fit in my trunk I'm rich I can have any b**h that I want These haters got Three 6 all in the Ipod Flood out the club b**h you gone need a lifeguard Brand new Bugatti, 280 on the dash In the strip club break bandz on that a** All you broke n***as put your pockets in the cash Throwing us a hunnid, broke b**h take a cab Ain't getting money my n***a that's sad Jack boy run up on me, I'm gonna blast I got more game than EA Sports Getting money all to be a sport Disappear me and yo b**h in the back seat of my 4 on 4 Porsche Dressed like I'm stepping in a photo shoot You n***as all squared like a photo booth Show y'all n***as how to get this bread Cuz some of y'all n***as ain't got no clue [Hook]