This Is Your Moment

[Chorus: JP Cali Smoov] This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment It's your time to shine Better not blow it [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Bitch ain't shit, free I ain't them niggas, they ain't me We just don't do it the same It ain't the gang then we don't ride to it I got to ride to the crib Getting high, we both roll our own Grab the vape, hit the bong Teach you how to stuff a cone No boss bitch, I do this on my own Three cellular phones A bad bitch, naw she ain't regular Ain't the game nigga, you a competitor I get to this bread instead of trying to chill Or kick it with lame niggas They only around you cause you famous But me I'm the king of the underground Getting rich with my brothers If I ain't with my son then I'm burning one [Chorus: JP Cali Smoov (Wiz Khalifa)] This is your moment (Bitch) This is your moment (Man what up?) This is your moment (Tell that bitch don't miss her blessing she better get some dressing) It's your time to shine (Sauce) Better not blow it (Hahaha) This is your moment [Verse 2: DJ Quik] Who know the city better than me huh? Who get the pussy wetter than me huh? What it is, what's it gonna be? As long as you know I get 'em gone by the morning I put you in perfect situations so you can just be you Nothing awkward or uncomfy like them other niggas do I like them party girls, so keep them tough old broads Cause I'm a gentleman, sometimes I don't fuck hard I'm ditching funky hoes, the ones you gotta impress Then audition those in a bra and a dress If what I'm saying is embarrassing to you, then blush bitch Fuck taking your time, you better rush [Chorus: JP Cali Smoov] This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment It's your time to shine Better not blow it This is your moment [Verse 3: Problem] Understand you got chosen by a real one Big dick boss to take care of all these little ones Got it out the mud, stay cleaner than my Nikes And no, I'm not alone, I came with twenty just like me Baby I'm a dog, don't like me Way too hyphy, just one night me Give it to you nightly, your BD will wanna fight me Then I gotta beat him up, after that I beat it up Roll a fat J and watch the homegirl eat it up Like a parfait, I know you wanna leave with us Hey, I'm in love with myself One kiss from the Chach, will have you cumming on yourself, bitch [Chorus: JP Cali Smoov] This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment It's your time to shine Better not blow it This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment It's your time to shine Better not blow it This is your moment [Verse 4: Buddy] I tell her, I tell her And she know we rock, yeah, yeah tell her Excuse the street nigga that I happen to be Is this your main rolling weed in my passenger seat? I know Quik got a hit when he sample a beat To make the first nigga with a platinum plaque from the beach I'm back in the streets, trapping on the phone with a freak Tell a hoe to sell her soul to spend a moment with me It's gotta be smooth, out the rover turn the zone to a key Spent my life on the grind for y'all to notice it's me [Chorus: JP Cali Smoov] This is your moment This is your moment This is your moment It's your time to shine Better not blow it This is your moment