Lyrics:
on the bus go round and round keep pushing till the end don't loose your crown
Loss souls creep, he pussy bitch nigga don't temp me
His life it rest n peace
she’d marry me
I had land a-plenty
She said no I must be free
But you can tend my garden
As the rose raps round the briar
Fallow-diddle, fallow-diddle,
nowhere than go somewhere and be no one's
So marry me, sweet thing won't you marry me
Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen.
This old town's
and round
(These are the days of our lives)
But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
(These are the things we must go through day by day)
We
freezer
That's the kinda money me and mine go bet on FIFA
Bruddas acting like it's beef but they look sorta dumb
They don't pull up 'round here, I got
We go round, round, round, round
Everywhere that I go, people know me by the way I flow
I keep it moving in the right direction
and everyday you
Mario on
Ten said one marry O
New miracles, eleven's one in the mirror though
Merry go round like the sun do
Time starts with a one, ends with a one too
in love wit' a stripper, Quotin' the nigga T-Pain
Said I love dem' strippers, word to my nigga 2 Chainz
Got a leather Ferrari, Eddie Murphy pants
Ya
Im gonna marry you
One day
But before i give you the ring
I need to ask you one ting
Just be honest
Girl
With me
Cuz you mean the world
To me
If i go
them now
You a tough guy turn to a scary hoe now
Got one shot, two shots, airing them out
Your bitch did the gang like a marry go round
I bet you, you
for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls
2 Chainz, that's your best answer
Cup filled with
[Chorus]
2 Chainz, that's your best answer
Cup filled with pink, I'm supporting breast cancer
I might do that walk for the 5k
I get paid every time I
got no home training, I'm just tryna give em a lesson, uh
Only two ways, either dead or in jail, need to go pick a better a profession, uh
Drop top in
than go somewhere and be no one's
So marry me, sweet thing won't you marry me
Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen.
This old town's alright
Is you rollin? [x4]
Bitch I might be [x2]
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be [x4]
[Verse 1:]
East Atlanta slum man is where I
down, I'll make your world go round
[master p]
Tru niggaz make the world go round
Gangstas make the world go round (repeat 2x)
Chorus and fade
(Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
(2 Chainz) And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin',
with Wu Tang and 2 Chainz, Killer Mike and Gucci Mane
Rap shit, trap shit, you know I do it with no shame
Spit the illest yoke or flame, always go
givin' up)
Yeah, 2Chainz
Love me or love me not, link at the gamblin' spot
Aunt front me work, that was a hand-me-down
I bust a stunt, I'll make 'em
ain't broke, yo
I swear I used to move 'caine when
Benny was calling himself 2 chains
This was a few years before 2 Chainz
No disrespect to 2 Chainz
issue eh
And I go buy you brand new Benz latest issue eh
Cos everything that I say I do
Everything I do na times two
I go give you one million times two
O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none that goes by Carterhaugh
(Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
(2 Chainz) And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin',
(Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
(2 Chainz) And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin',
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