Starstruck Lyrics - Flight School - Wiz Khalifa

This your boy Wiz Khalifa man 

And I'm a talk my shit, yeah, bitch 

I hope ya'll niggas is used to hearing my voice by now, 

And if not, get used to it 

I woke up from a California dream again, 

Next to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet again 

You call her a groupie hoe? 

Ask me I say she a fan 

Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and when 

I be on that 747 flying frequent shit 

You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to land 

And get home in the daytime, way about the PM 

Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be sleeping in 

And they ask me if I'm lonely 

I ain't long as my money good cause she my one and only 

Critics got they face up in my business gettin nosy 

But I'm just out here putting on for anyone who knows me 

No, I ain't in my position getting comfy 

Drinking bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz 

I stay with me some backup, in case you run up on me 

He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga holy 

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They call me the 501 Don 

Mr. know he got a pear of 501's on 

My marijuana strong and these hoes ain't shit but probably calls 

Dog I met her at the club, we was fucked up wildin 

Made it to my crib we was both drunk, driving 

Now you on some lame shit, claiming you're my main bitch 

Do us both a fav, don't text, don't call me, darling 

I was made to ball it's like Spaulding rolling 

They say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic 

Hotter than New Orleans, or a geoge foreman grill, 

And Chevy eyes caught like Jalil 

I'll is what I go so I need sudafed, 

Big dog nigga all ya'll poodle fed 

Money in the wall all through the vent 

Still got time to blow