Cup
Wiz Khalifa Lyrics


Shout out to California, that's what I'm smoking on
Pittsburgh in this bitch, Memphis

Throwed everything slow, Taylor's and some hoes
VIP smoking dope, blowing on some O's
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
They like when you brought a zone when you finna go
My paper's so long and bitch I'm finna blow
Big wads in my hands at all times
Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine
Please don't lose your mind 'cause I'm Juicy J
Throw, and I get a nine, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard
Turn up on a drank, smokin' on some stank
I'm with your bitch now I'm diggin' in the paint
Ice game chilly ain't no nigga fuckin' with me
Get high till it kill me, smoke, sip, pop pilly

Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my

Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in
Get a raw paper put a lil' dank in
Don't got time for no mother fuckin' fake friends
Real Taylor's smoke good weed and drink gin
Now its hard to name a country that I ain't been
Party all night, party 'till the day end
Do a show get some racks, spend it all, get it back
I don't really give a fuck nigga
They bringing Don P soon as I hit the club nigga
If you ain't bout them peace signs I don't fuck withcha
Nigga, If I talk it, I live it
What you make a year I go to Chanel and spend it
Hand me that bombay, I'll show you what to do with some gin
Every time I blow a mil I bring two of them in
I already changed the game once I'm 'bout to do it again
Left in a Rolls just came through in a Benz

Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my

Couple pulls got me feelin' like a cartoon
I'm spaceship high, pass that Warren Moon
She turned up, saying that she rolling up that green Hulk
That bitch only come around when the weed spark
Home smokin' on some shit you ain't never had
Say it like you from the bay, baby girl you hella bad
I'm doped up, hard top off the old school
Gas station seven digits off the low fuel
Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash
She wanna beef ocho you don't get a pass
G shit huh 4800 though
Cali street weed I don't do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing four quarters
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
T-G-O-D by a landslide
Blue chucks, black skully on the left side

Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my


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Written by: Cameron Thomaz

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@devinmtate

I feel like 2011-2013ish was the best time of everybodies life especially people who were in high school at the time

@worty1236

so true so far

@noahschuler7281

2013-14

@hetohero2328

same but it was fun in elementary but now in high school its boring

@dennischan9721

damn skippi

@aaronfrazier7996

true as fuck!! man, those were the days. back when life was easy...

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@loganreynolds4301

I remember back in the day when we would just roll up and listen to this shit... good times lol 😆

@davidhertl9814

Wow I can’t believe we’re here

@tanyaradzwachristianmarimo8546

2022still

@ItsBiolaBruh

2022 and still bump this. I remember sitting around a big round table and smoking with all the homies and bumping this song. Didn’t have to worry about a thing back then

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