Wiz Khalifa ☆ staying out all night

[Hook:]

I had so much champagne up in the club

And I ain’t come up here and I ain’t looking for love

I’mma leave all my problems out on the floor

I’mma drink so much that I can’t make it home

So would you take me home? (Yeah)

[Refrain:]

Now we rollin’ on, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Getting drunk, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Crashing a party, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Getting this money, stayin’ out all night

Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night

Leaving all my problems at the door

Pouring up, soon as you think it’s enough they bringin’ more

Hanging onto what niggas told me “get your paper up”

You work hard for what you got, they could never take it from you

All you need is a little patience, let me demonstrate

All my niggas in the game, we talkin’ ‘cause we been through it

Rolling weed in raw papers, taking shots, gin got me faded

If I get back to your spot, won’t know how I made it

Now I made my way in the game

So much money, don’t know how a nigga stayin’ the same

I’m too straight, I get high all day, I take it straight to the brain

I stay fly all week, like seven days on a plane

Came here to spend it not leave with it

Like KK rolled up, let my team hit it

So long babe, let’s sip ‘til it’s payday

That fuck shit don’t play

[Laughs]

[Hook]

Yeah, keep the good times rollin’ and the champagne pourin’

On the plane and I don’t know where I’m goin’

Make sure my team keep ballin’ and the hoes keep callin’

And the money keep fallin’ on the floor

Where you tryna go, only care about what’s in your drink

You tryna go hard, don’t think about tomorrow

Don’t care about what people think

You don’t care about waitin’ outside

You be with everybody up in the front

You yelin’ “ass up, face down” up in the club

And now we turning up (let’s party)

I’m in the club rolling weed like I’m Marley

Smoking dearly departed

That’s kill, too real, come to me get it started

The bottles be poppin’ like its 4th of July

We just pourin’ them shots, back shooting courts in the sky

Pouring some for the girls, and pouring more for my guys

Cause we made it my niggas, I just wanna thank my niggas

Hear niggas talking shit, but they ain’t my niggas

[Refrain]

[Hook]