Wiz Khalifa — Walking On The Moon

[Intro:The Police] Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Private planes on my jet way A hundred joints in my ashtray A couple grand to get dressed, behave My money come in a fast way Thirty grand is on champagne And that's because im thirsty Ball cause that's what works for me Fuck niggas take it personally Uh I drink Bombay I smoke purple weed Uh You're money all day Man i be gone for weeks Im talking south of France Over seas, kush get rolled that good cologne Getting stoned Smoking with the owners, if i'm in the club I'm getting payed to show up, that's... Gangster, little nigga that's... Real gangster, bitch you looking at a... Real Taylor, paper in my pocket, not to spend That's to roll my pot with, Uh Uh [Outro:The Police] Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away No way And if it's the price I pay Some say Tomorrow's another day You stay I may as well play