Lyrics:
the 'Titty Boi', 2 Chainz (whoo)
Now the beef cookin' like Gordon Ramsay (Ramsay)
We should be somewhere that's hot and sandy (sandy)
Used to post up in New
up
Now we all in
I was workin' at the shop
Kickflippin' down the block
Handcuffed by the cops
Now we all in
Two brothers and my pops
Mom kickin' it
(save you now)
All black, everything
This is not a game
This that fufu-fufu-fa, this that fire flame
Itchin' for some attention, so now you
leave with 2 chains
Gottem' dreading, NO LIE, like '2 Chainz'
Now they watching on the TL, my A game
No matter how I'm speaking
Really have a meaning
twist it to 2 Chainz
Rims, vroom, vroom! give it a full spin
Look at her poom poom, hit it and n switch lanes
Yep, what kinda drugs I induced in
For me
with that
Too true like 2 Chainz
Blue Blood like he both gangs
Where, where
Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were,
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
intentions (yeah)
I just can't get my palms to stop itchin'
Water on me like I live with the fishes (fishes)
I done ordered every color in tennis
Got
What's your addiction
Is it money, is it girls, is it weed
I've been afflicted
By not one, not two, but all three
And she's got the same thing
About
should stress
Anvil rest up on my chest
We gon' see what’s comin' next
Know that there be two sides
Livin' by the moon sign
We be movin' smooth now
I've
I go hard by any means that's jus the way I was raised
I promise its deeper than money I been getting paid
Won't catch crying in that chair I ain't
One-eight-seven, two-eleven,
I'm 'bout it 'bout it see yo I'm down to do whatever
Show me money
I'm smooth I'm street smart
But I don't play by the rules,
rang
Love the ass, still a titty boy I'm two chainz
9/11 that was two plane,
So forgive me while I bolt I look like Usain, bang
Still the hottest I'm
cocaine lots of gain without the pain
Unrestrained, though you know I have more chains than 2Chainz
I'm swinging high like Peter Parker with a little Mary
I was hustlin'
Run up on me, gun bussin'
Uh, that's your best friend? That's my main thing
Uh, she give me tit-Titi Boi, 2 Chainz
Uh, get
on the opp block; trying not to cause another shooting spree
ARP, two two three back a nigga up don't try to play with me
Hopping out rides; walk that boy down
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
And they following me
Two hundred bands under the floor of kitchen
A little more up in the walls and the ceiling
Even family and friends started switching
And they followin' me
Two hundred bands under the floor of the kitchen
A little more up in the walls and the ceilin'
Even family and friends started
"Tutej" i bys mial pewnosc ze prawde Ci mowie jak Migos czy 2chainz
Nie chodzi o trapy wraki a braki straty by brak ich byl jednym z takich
Braci chce
SINCE THA ROSE ON 4 IN DA BLUFF
NIGGA REMEMBER WE WAS HEAVY IN THA DRO IN DA DUFF
KILLAZ IS ITCHIN TA BUST ON NIGGAZ WHO IZ MENTIONNEN US
CHORUS
THIS IS
in
If Bug's ridin' I'ma stick by him
(Bow, bow)
If Trap slidin' got the stick by him
(Ay, ay) yC's drivin', lil' Bug bindin'
Spin it, spin it, keep
It's a gun on me
You better have two hundred shots and one
Chop if you come for me
In the crib by myself
Hundred racks keep me company
Bitch, if your
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