Flowers
Wiz Khalifa Lyrics


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Yeah, play me something aight
I don't want no, uh, no
Oh oh oh oh

We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't

Keeping it G and sticking to the plan
Of getting rich and burying all my money in the desert sand
Wasn't no stroke of luck, I played my hand
Man I've been up here for hours, fingers tired from rolling every gram
And now my cheese ain't just American cause I get overseas money
Everywhere I go, somebody scream for me
Looking out the window, my hotel room in Vegas
Thinking how the fuck could you hate this
Half of these people ain't real niggas shapeshift
That's why I'm smoking O.G. til I'm weightless
Yeah and my homies are Taylor Gang
We rolling up papers and yeah of course they gon' hate
But fuck what they say cause we gon' stay the same
Higher than hell, flyer than Delta
Niggas try and fail, I think it's time you fired everyone hired to help you
Getting all this bread, wanna know why, I could tell you
Other than that

We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't

Yeah OG got first seasons of BAPE, BBC
Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free
Either way I go one hundred percent, all game
Forty eight minutes, no bench sitting at all man
Y'all may have thought stoners would fall off schedule
But we ahead of you due to these medical power laws
Preserve jars open, herb in the bars I'm quoting
And the times I ain't on hemp pages, I wrote it
For your speakers to smoke it
Now pan on them lenses and focus on the dopest
In the Mitchell and Ness Marino, see how far back I've been quoted
And they hoe suckas know that from Spitta they styles stolen
I ain't mad though, I'm glad though
Thought I'd feel a little bit different being a dad yo, yeah bro
Wiz smoked out the BET Awards, I wrapped up my Jet Life tour
That's why them bitches roll that weed for us, nigga

We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't

They wanna roll like me
Cause I'm living life like it's no police or I'm overseas
I'm watching no smoking signs, just rolling weed
Cause it's the motherfucking life when you roll with G's, boi
Dissing these bitches, you entertained
You tell her you love her too, I tell her she's out her brain
I'm on the road to the millies, I started on Penny lane
Now the band wagon is packed, you might could hop on the train
At the top, so now her top all off
Never pay hoes, I only pay cops off
And tell these niggas they gotta take that disguise off
I'm from Detroit we eat you little hoes alive with hot sauce
Fucking bitch, I might come a little tardy, though
Fatty rolled, Chris Farley smoke
You niggas rolling up Barley, bro, I'm all-green as the safari's go
You bitches already know

We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go
When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
Smell us everywhere that we go




When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
And them bitches ain't coming if they can't

Overall Meaning

The song "Flowers" by Wiz Khalifa featuring Curren$y & Big Sean is a celebration of weed smoking and partying. The lyrics talk about the pleasure of smelling weed smoke everywhere they go and not caring about what others say about their drug use. The song also highlights the success of these rappers, who have made a lot of money from their music careers.


The first verse emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself, being true to the plan of getting rich, and burying all the money in the desert sand. The second verse talks about the rappers' success and experiences with fans screaming for them everywhere they go. The third verse includes a play on words with "smoke" and "focus," indicating that the weed helps them to focus on their craft and create amazing music.


Overall, "Flowers" is a carefree song that celebrates the use of marijuana and the success of these rappers.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, play me something aight
Please play me a good song


I don't want no, uh, no
I don't want anything mediocre


Oh oh oh oh


We in the party, burning up that weed smoke
We're at a party smoking a lot of weed


Smell us everywhere that we go
Our scent of weed follows us wherever we go


When niggas try to tell us, we like "Hold up, roll up"
When people tell us to stop smoking weed, we tell them to wait and we roll another joint


And them bitches ain't coming if they can't
Women won't hang out with us if they don't smoke weed


Keeping it G and sticking to the plan
We're staying true to ourselves and our goals


Of getting rich and burying all my money in the desert sand
Our plan is to get rich and hide our money in the desert


Wasn't no stroke of luck, I played my hand
I didn't get lucky, I worked hard to get where I am


Man I've been up here for hours, fingers tired from rolling every gram
I've been rolling a lot of weed for hours and my fingers are tired


And now my cheese ain't just American cause I get overseas money
I'm making money internationally, not just in the US


Everywhere I go, somebody scream for me
People are always excited to see me wherever I go


Looking out the window, my hotel room in Vegas
I'm in a hotel room in Las Vegas looking out the window


Thinking how the fuck could you hate this
Wondering why anyone would hate my lifestyle


Half of these people ain't real niggas shapeshift
Many people are fake and change their personalities


That's why I'm smoking O.G. til I'm weightless
I'm smoking a lot of highly potent weed


Yeah and my homies are Taylor Gang
My friends and I belong to the Taylor Gang


We rolling up papers and yeah of course they gon' hate
We're smoking weed and people will hate on us for it


But fuck what they say cause we gon' stay the same
We don't care about people's opinions and we'll stay true to ourselves


Higher than hell, flyer than Delta
We're very high and feeling good


Niggas try and fail, I think it's time you fired everyone hired to help you
People are failing and they need to get rid of their ineffective employees


Getting all this bread, wanna know why, I could tell you
I'm making a lot of money and I can explain why


Other than that


Yeah OG got first seasons of BAPE, BBC
I have exclusive clothing from BAPE and BBC


Make cake from CDs, mixtape shit for free
I make music and give it away for free


Either way I go one hundred percent, all game
I give everything I have to whatever I'm doing


Forty eight minutes, no bench sitting at all man
I never take a break and I'm always working


Y'all may have thought stoners would fall off schedule
People might assume that stoners are unproductive


But we ahead of you due to these medical power laws
We're productive because of the benefits of medical marijuana


Preserve jars open, herb in the bars I'm quoting
I have jars of weed open and I'm quoting lyrics about smoking weed


And the times I ain't on hemp pages, I wrote it
When I'm not reading about weed, I'm writing about it


For your speakers to smoke it
I wrote this for people to enjoy and get high to


Now pan on them lenses and focus on the dopest
Pay attention to what's cool and interesting


In the Mitchell and Ness Marino, see how far back I've been quoted
I'm wearing a vintage football jersey and I've been around for a long time


And they hoe suckas know that from Spitta they styles stolen
People have copied my style


I ain't mad though, I'm glad though
I'm not upset, I'm actually happy


Thought I'd feel a little bit different being a dad yo, yeah bro
I thought fatherhood would feel different, but it doesn't


Wiz smoked out the BET Awards, I wrapped up my Jet Life tour
Wiz smoked weed at an awards show, I finished my tour


That's why them bitches roll that weed for us, nigga
Women smoke weed with us because we're famous


They wanna roll like me
People want to smoke weed like I do


Cause I'm living life like it's no police or I'm overseas
I'm living freely and without restrictions


I'm watching no smoking signs, just rolling weed
I'm ignoring the no smoking signs and rolling weed anyway


Cause it's the motherfucking life when you roll with G's, boi
It's a great life when you hang out with gangsta's


Dissing these bitches, you entertained
You're entertained by insulting women


You tell her you love her too, I tell her she's out her brain
You say you love her, I say she's crazy


I'm on the road to the millies, I started on Penny lane
I'm on my way to making millions, I started with nothing


Now the band wagon is packed, you might could hop on the train
Now everyone is following us and you can join too


At the top, so now her top all off
At the top of my success, women are taking their tops off


Never pay hoes, I only pay cops off
I don't pay for sex, I only pay off the police


And tell these niggas they gotta take that disguise off
Tell people to stop pretending to be something they're not


I'm from Detroit we eat you little hoes alive with hot sauce
I'm from Detroit and we're tough and we'll take anyone down


Fucking bitch, I might come a little tardy, though
I might be late because I'm having sex


Fatty rolled, Chris Farley smoke
We're smoking a big joint and getting really high like Chris Farley


You niggas rolling up Barley, bro, I'm all-green as the safari's go
You're smoking mediocre weed, I'm smoking high-quality weed


You bitches already know
Women already know what we're about




Lyrics © DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Written by: BRUCE W FRANKLIN, ERIC WAGNER, RICK J WARTELL

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@espantapajaross

Introducción: Wiz Khalifa]
Sí, tócame algo bien
No quiero no, um, no
Oh-oh-ohh, ohh

[Gancho: Wiz Khalifa]
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden

[Versículo 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Manteniéndolo G y siguiendo el plan
De hacerme rico y enterrar todo mi dinero en la arena del desierto
No fue un golpe de suerte, jugué mi mano
Hombre, he estado aquí durante horas, dedos cansados ​​de rodar cada gramo
Y ahora mi queso no es solo americano, porque obtengo dinero en el extranjero
Dondequiera que vaya, alguien grita por mí
Mirando por la ventana, mi habitación de hotel en Las Vegas
Pensando, "¿Cómo diablos pudiste odiar esto?"
La mitad de estas personas no son verdaderos cambios de forma
Por eso estoy fumando O.G. hasta que sea ingrávido, sí
Y mis amigos son Taylor Gang
Enrollamos papeles y sí, por supuesto que van a odiar
Pero al diablo con lo que dicen porque vamos a permanecer igual
Más alto que el infierno, volador que Delta
Niggas intenta y falla, cree que es hora de que despidas a todos los contratados para ayudarte
Obteniendo todo este pan, quiero saber por qué, podría decirte
Aparte de eso, si

[Gancho: Wiz Khalifa]
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden

[Versículo 2: Curren $ y]
Sí, O.G. obtuvo las primeras temporadas de BAPE, BBC
Hacer pasteles con CD, mezclar canciones gratis
De cualquier manera, voy al 100% todo el juego
48 minutos, sin banco sentado, melena
Es posible que todos hayan pensado que los fumetas se saldrían del horario
Pero estamos por delante de ti debido a estas leyes de poder médico
Conserva los frascos abiertos, hierba en los bares que estoy citando
Y las veces que no lo estoy, en páginas de cáñamo, lo escribí
Para que tus parlantes lo fumen
Ahora desplázate sobre las lentes y concéntrate en la
En Mitchell y Ness Marino, mira cuánto tiempo atrás me han citado
Y ellos saben que a Spitta les roban los estilos
Aunque no estoy enojado, aunque me alegro
Pensé que me sentiría un poco diferente siendo papá, sí hermano
Wiz se fumó los premios BET, terminé mi gira Jet Life
Es por eso que esas perras enrollan esa hierba por nosotros, negro

[Gancho: Wiz Khalifa]
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden

[Versículo 3: Big Sean]
Ellos quieren rodar como yo
Porque estoy viviendo la vida como si no hubiera policía o estuviera en el extranjero
Estoy viendo señales de no fumar, simplemente enrollando hierba
Porque es la maldita vida cuando te mueves con G (boi)
Discriminando a estas perras, te entretuviste
Le dices que también la amas, yo le digo que está fuera de su cabeza
Estoy en el camino a los Millies, comencé en Penny Lane
Ahora que el carro está lleno, podrías subirte al tren
En la cima, así que ahora su cima está fuera
Nunca pago putas, solo pago a policías
Y dile a estos negros que tienen que quitarse ese disfraz
Soy de Detroit, te comemos pequeñas azadas vivas con salsa picante
Maldita perra, aunque podría llegar un poco tarde
Grasa enrollada, Chris Farley fuma
Niggas enrollando Barley bro, estoy completamente verde mientras el safari se va
Ustedes perras ya lo saben

[Gancho: Wiz Khalifa]
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden
Estamos en la fiesta quemando ese humo de hierba
Huelo donde quiera que vayamos
Cuando los negros intentan decirnos, nos gusta "Espera, enrolla"
Y esas perras no vendrán si no pueden



All comments from YouTube:

@donb1518

The 5 songs these 3 did together are forever classics. They should've kept this going.

@psmith9375

You are completely right ✅️ still in 2023!

@mikaltayloryahawadahmaccab2318

🛸💯🎯🏌🏿‍♂️

@allieraquelYT

Right?! They are the perfect trio! 😌

@Moeskibaby404

Maaaannnnnn

@sk83rl00k1nb0y

My buddy was trying to firgure out the song we always we use to listen to smoking and playing MW2 in my room while getting baked as juniors in high school and I found it.. moment of silence for how simple and great times were as a youngin, 2011-2012 times were so different wish I could travel back😭💯🔥❤

@slowdownx3919

feels for a lot of old classics frfr im just happy we all got to expirence shit like like and just having good old memories. stay up

@Devante516

How does it feel to be 30 g. We made it through the 2010s

@jakecraigfisherman

anyone else still bumping this forgotten gem in 2019??!

@itz_akuma

You already know.

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