Shame
By Wiz Khalifa
2009
3:38
Official Music Video
Shame by Wiz Khalifa
Lyrics & Translation
English
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Pockets bulky like Pop-eye
And I'm pimp all the hoes call me Papa
Gucci, Chuck Tays, I don't fuck with no Prada
Fresh off the plane and I'm smoking like High Times
It's better to be a star
NY – I'm copping them weed jars
LA – my hoes got medical weed cards
And my swag through the roof
I hit the mall a boutique and tear it down
See what I got on you want to wear it now
Think I'ma trick on her, but she get nothin'
Married to my money so bitch think I'm taken
She keep beggin' me to creep
I heard your song I can do better in my sleep
All my niggas rumble, some better with the heat
Better keep the peace (might wanna do that)
There's ink everywhere you see
And I only smoke good weed
Only wear designer man
If I fuck with baby girl, gotta be a 9 or 10 (swag)
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Last night I made a bitch forget all about her man
The reason for them guts in your garbage can
I roll expensive spliffs
She fuckin' me for free, but for you she's one expensive bitch
Keep blowin' up my sidekick, know I'm at the studio
Another couple thousand, every time I do a show
That meaning I'm really eating
And everyday of my life is like the weekend (swag)
I wake up to good weed and new clothes
Go to sleep with more money and bad hoes
One of my three phones buzzin' through my sleep
I know you heard of my name
I'm buzzin' all through the streets (Yeah)
And I be with bosses
Get your shit together nigga or count your losses
And in case you ain't get the portrait
I'm a make it clear: motherfucker it's star year (swag)
Yeah man, it shouldn't be no surprise for y'all niggas
Swisher sweet flickin'
Chavo Chasing, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Shame by Wiz Khalifa
Shame* (original Wiz Khalifa)
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Pockets bulky like Pop-eye
And I'm pimp all the hoes call me Papa
Gucci, Chuck Tays, I don't fuck with no Prada
Fresh off the plane and I'm smoking like High Times
It's better to be a star
NY – I'm copping them weed jars
LA – my hoes got medical weed cards
And my swag through the roof
I hit the mall a boutique and tear it down
See what I got on you want to wear it now
Think I'ma trick on her, but she get nothin'
Married to my money so bitch think I'm taken
She keep beggin' me to creep
I heard your song I can do better in my sleep
All my niggas rumble, some better with the heat
Better keep the peace (might wanna do that)
There's ink everywhere you see
And I only smoke good weed
Only wear designer man
If I fuck with baby girl, gotta be a 9 or 10 (swag)
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Last night I made a bitch forget all about her man
The reason for them guts in your garbage can
I roll expensive spliffs
She fuckin' me for free, but for you she's one expensive bitch
Keep blowin' up my sidekick, know I'm at the studio
Another couple thousand, every time I do a show
That meaning I'm really eating
And everyday of my life is like the weekend (swag)
I wake up to good weed and new clothes
Go to sleep with more money and bad hoes
One of my three phones buzzin' through my sleep
I know you heard of my name
I'm buzzin' all through the streets (Yeah)
And I be with bosses
Get your shit together nigga or count your losses
And in case you ain't get the portrait
I'm a make it clear: motherfucker it's star year (swag)
Yeah man, it shouldn't be no surprise for y'all niggas
Swisher sweet flickin'
Chavo Chasing, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swol' while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask who run it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke – they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame
Shame (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Tengo un par de dulces enrollados y otra O entera en una Ziploc
Ven los bolsillos hinchados mientras la luz golpea las piedras del reloj de pulsera
No hay que preguntar quién lo maneja, hombre, es fácil, nena, saben mi nombre
Todo el dinero que gastamos en humo de hierba – dicen, hermano, es una vergüenza
Chico, sabes que es una vergüenza
Bolsillos abultados como Popeye
Y soy proxeneta, todas las putas me llaman Papá
Gucci, Chuck Tays, no me meto con Prada
Recién bajado del avión y fumando como High Times
Es mejor ser una estrella
NY – estoy comprando esos frascos de hierba
LA – mis putas tienen tarjetas de marihuana medicinal
Y mi estilo por las nubes
Voy al centro comercial, a una boutique y la arraso
Ves lo que llevo puesto y quieres usarlo ahora
Creo que la voy a engañar, pero ella no consigue nada
Casado con mi dinero, así que perra, cree que estoy ocupado
Ella sigue rogándome que me arrastre
Escuché tu canción, puedo hacerlo mejor dormido
Todos mis negros pelean, algunos mejores con el arma
Mejor mantén la paz (quizás quieras hacer eso)
Hay tinta por todas partes, ya ves
Y solo fumo buena hierba
Solo visto de diseñador, hombre
Si me acuesto con una chica, tiene que ser un 9 o 10 (estilo)
Tengo un par de dulces enrollados y otra O entera en una Ziploc
Ven los bolsillos hinchados mientras la luz golpea las piedras del reloj de pulsera
No hay que preguntar quién lo maneja, hombre, es fácil, nena, saben mi nombre
Todo el dinero que gastamos en humo de hierba – dicen, hermano, es una vergüenza
Chico, sabes que es una vergüenza
Anoche hice que una perra se olvidara por completo de su hombre
La razón de esas tripas en tu cubo de basura
Enrollo porros caros
Ella me folla gratis, pero para ti es una perra cara
Sigue llamando a mi móvil, sabes que estoy en el estudio
Otros miles, cada vez que hago un show
Eso significa que estoy comiendo de verdad
Y cada día de mi vida es como el fin de semana (estilo)
Me despierto con buena hierba y ropa nueva
Me duermo con más dinero y putas malas
Uno de mis tres teléfonos zumbando mientras duermo
Sé que has oído hablar de mi nombre
Estoy zumbando por todas las calles (Sí)
Y estoy con los jefes
Organiza tu mierda, negro, o cuenta tus pérdidas
Y en caso de que no hayas captado el retrato
Lo voy a dejar claro: hijo de puta, es el año de la estrella (estilo)
Sí, hombre, no debería ser una sorpresa para ustedes, negros
Swisher sweet encendiéndose
Persiguiendo Chavo, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle
Tengo un par de dulces enrollados y otra O entera en una Ziploc
Ven los bolsillos hinchados mientras la luz golpea las piedras del reloj de pulsera
No hay que preguntar quién lo maneja, hombre, es fácil, nena, saben mi nombre
Todo el dinero que gastamos en humo de hierba – dicen, hermano, es una vergüenza
Chico, sabes que es una vergüenza
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