Wiz Khalifa – Crime Bud and Women Lyrics

Crime Bud and Women

Wiz Khalifa

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"Crime Bud and Women." - Wiz Khalifa

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 06:31 pm

Album: Kush + Orange Juice 2

Track No: 03

Uh, joint in my hand, the other one on the wheel
If she don't do it, guarantee another one will
I'm into getting money, I love the way it feel
We order up them bottles and drink them before they spill
I'm getting all them dollars, a few weeks, another mill'
Don't got a lot of time, so I spend that with my children
20K a lot, well, like fuck it, I'll pay the bill
80/20, my way, now we can make a deal
Make the deal
To make it this far, you got to hone in on your skills
No hotel this time, we want the villa
Been them ****, we the winning team
Still wanna smoke weed, get my money up and just chill (Just chill)
Bring a couple chicks over, so we can feel
So we can feel
Ain't no fantasy, it's all real
Taylor Gang in the house, bring them thousand-dollar meals
What can I say?
I choose the life of a G over a square all day (All day)
Lot of crime, bud, and women
There's nothing left to do if you stay away (Stay away)
They outside, I stay out the way
Stay out the way
Stay on my job, money always shakes
I would never change my player ways
And keep something put up just in case
Just in case
Got what it takes
To go and get that new house by the lake
I go hard for my family's sake
My son and my daughter gon' be proud when they hear my old tapes
My kush making clouds by the fireplace, getting baked
Maybe tomorrow, have a jet-ski race
Might crack a couple bottles on a beach day
Multimillion-dollar calls 'bout release dates
This one ain't for swimming, dog, these are deep waves
Never rush nothing, went through each phase (Each phase)
Heard my music, I'm the reason for your kush cravings
Hold it down, they call me the anchor
Say she wild and can't anybody tame her
Now she wanna be a gangster (Gangster)
Rolling weed, it's been a week since we seen the neighbors
Damn, it feels good to be a Taylor
Be a Taylor
What can I say?
I choose the life of a G over a square all day (All day)
Lot of crime, bud, and women
There's nothing left to do if you stay away (Stay away)
They outside, I stay out the way
Stay out the way
Stay on my job, money always shakes
I would never change my player ways
And keep something put up just in case
Just in case
And that's the only way it could be
You gon' be broke, not me
Money in my pocket, new clothes on my back
I'm like that, Jack

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Ronald Nathan LaTour & Dominique Sanders.

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