Soulmate

Lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Taylor Gang or Die FFC Crowd Cloud Heavy Hustle Rostrum Records Yeah, me Big money, small money Short money, tall money [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Soon after we locked eyes I had a vision of me inside I stimulate your mind and give your body everything that it wants Private school her whole life Got an infatuation with being bad You take her out to shop To spend it all cause she don't see those tags I get deep inside her soul though If she was a guitar I'd treat her like a solo And put my fingers through your hair And last night was amazing I can honestly say that you the best I ever had And you don't remember cause you weren't even there But your soul was [Interlude: Wiz Khalifa] Keep goin Just, just catch it with the next one Ayy Ayy, ayy Ayy We don't make love, I touch your soul, girl [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] She don't party where the rest go You need to be able to let your hair down so you can feel good Here you can buy your own drinks, drive your own car, purchase the Louis bags on your own Her parents money long but since she grown she'd rather spend yours I get deep inside her soul though Go into the drag and beat it like I'm bolo Until you think it's too much And even though now you figuring out how or what we shouldn't have did To your friends you'll admit that we had fun, okay [Interlude: Wiz Khalifa] Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy [Bridge: John Record] Let's ride to the gate so you can meet the man Call me Peter Pan, I'ma take you to Never—Neverland When you're all dried up, here's an ocean to wet the sand Of course I'ma see what's good with your physical [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] I'm relighting in the dark to her lock I got the key And niggas down to get a copy Damn How does it feel this great when your not even here? And you climax with the thought of me That mean we gotta be