Lyrics:
makin' money
They jealous you makin' more
Watch the people around you
Is they givin' or takin' more
Greedy niggas I got no patience for
If I made the beat
necks
I don't fuck with groupies but I have group sex
2 Chainz name ringing like a telephone
And all I eat is beats, and yellowbones
Pockets so
going with the Verse
All these chains on a nigga need two necks
I don't fuck with groupies but
I have group sex
2 Chainz name ringing like a telephone
on a motherfuckin' paperchase
Verse 2:
You see my nice Mom smokin', money slopin' 'tween my fo
with open arms when my option is to my mission it's a paperchase
So
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm
stayin' healthy, now I'm makin' music
I'm gon' strive to success and I'ma try my best
I'm fourteen and already thinkin' about death
Damn, I was raised by
it by myself I don't need nobody help Work (x2)
Makin Money makin sense y'all just counterfeit not legit I'm just statin facts keep it lit turn
to roll bankroll fold
Nigga makin' his money, daily double
It's the reason why you're countin' stacks
If a psycho [unverified], gonna break lose
Nigga test
to challenge competition, you lack the nerve
I'm your destruction and come prior to ya, you gotta accept
And I be makin cash money, you a demo cassette
With
As I met 2 Chainz a few minutes ago
As I gazed into his face, I felt that I was in the presence of royalty
There's a certain power presence that he
ain't makin no money, ya'll ain't makin no money
Ya'll ain't really doin nothin, ya'll ain't thuggin, ya'll stuntin
Ya'll ain't makin no money, ya'll
like me
See, it’s Tity 2 Chainz, it’s airplane swag
That’s when you get the rims before the tag
The cash before the bag
The mouth before the glass
We
phone line money is the mission and we don't waste no time
24/7 all we know is that its go time gettin straight to it like it aint no mo time
Steppin in
call me Tity
And all the fans call me 2 Chainz
Riding a sedan through the city
Parallel park in front of blue flame, me and my boo thang
You wanna see my
he uh gonna
Pounds coming by galore , money all the floor
Running it up go get sum more
Heavy hitter coming right out the door
Talk about it bout
drive by, when I drive by, I kill these niggas
My style line is makin' me money
Hey, why, oh, why? Oh, why, already?
Gotta let 'em know, let 'em know
as Wu-Tang, yeah)
I'm the new Tity 2 Chainz, yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm the new Tity 2 Chainz, yeah)
Got her whippin' the Mulsanne (yeah, yeah)
She done re'd up
Got a big gold chain with a big gold lank
I love makin money baby put it in my face
And I got an Asian bitch so I call her low mien
I’ve been makin
the HIIIGHWAY making money the FLYYYY WAY
But there's got to be a BETT ER WAYY!
A better way better way YEAH AHHHH
I'ma baller I'ma twenty inch crawler
the days
how we used to roll bankroll fold
Nigga makin' his money, daily double
It's the reason why you're countin' stacks
If a psycho ?; gonna break
to makin' beats, I'm the MVP
I'm the main motherfucker, you're an NPC
Got 'em full of envy, the boy from M.D
Destroyed what I see, deploy, then I be
my eyes
Got different vision
I'm Bringing the heat bitch
Something like Hells kitchen
Like 2 Chainz Said Bitch I'm different
I'm out on a mission yup
brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on her mind
But I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Any time she see him
Shorty had her own money
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