Lyrics:
Got it on my own
No motherfuckin' gimmicks
Had to cover my face
Trying to take my image
Feeling like 2chainz
It's mine I spend it
2 hoes one me my
snatching the biscuit
Mans better listen
I ain't got to rock 2Chainz to show you I'm different
Thinkin' of wifing her
Thinkin' of dicing and slicing her
the stove in the kitchen.
You can tell a lot about a man
by where he sets up shop. It’s Dark and Hell is Hot.
But it gets cold in the mitten. That’s real
fall as I decay
Call me 2 Chainz 'cause it’s no lie
This is goodbye but I do explain
Imma demonstrate when I’m sky high
No Prison Break but I do escape
Ma tity boi comme 2chainz Top Boy j’suis comme Dushane
Stratégie
Jamais je vais me ranger Jamais je vais me ranger
Jamais je vais me ranger
too damn too damn, too damn
2 Chainz! I'm too damn fuck it
I'm like too damn fuck it
Young nigga just sold some pounds
Too damb cutless i'm too damn
ain't sippin on mud
No 2 Chainz, but I'm built different
Listen
Solid gold rope straight glisten
Diamonds on Mayweather, straight hittin
Counter
how my OG would sum it up
I been working all winter just to fuck the summer up
It's just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked though
If you
kill the plate with the cooks
I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
Love us or not,
the fuck up
I should go say that shit to Tech N9ne or to Jigga
Nobody said shit about 2 Chainz as long as he's been here, shit
No wonder you're mad, now
it, I do it, bitch I do it I do it
I said I do it, I do it, bitch I do it I do it
2 Chainz!
Told them off the rip I was ambitious
Got 2 or 3 cars full
West side to the top, don't stop
And Snoop got a star, boulevard, that’s hard
I was dope, 2 Chainz, good hope
And the one night stand
Got me feelin’
life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don’t really know what yall bout, I’m bout that life
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
I’m going in, I don’t need a pen
Every
the summer up
It's just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked though
If you don't like what I'm doing, n**** f*** y'all
Thank God for the first n****
that you're used to
2 Chainz so you know it's true
I'm up top and I love the view
I'm cooking I'm cooking I'm cooking stew
Hop out peka boo
Time to run
On my Kentucky fried, my Popeyes
My Kennedy's, my Prince's
Anybody dat know me said I'm all about my bidness
I'm feeling like I'm 2 Chainz
When I'm ridin'
motherfucker
I know they wanna be me, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
(2 Chainz)
Hello, hello, I'm mean,
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
oh (2 Chainz)
Oh woah oh, oh oh, get me something else
You walked away, you were never given
The pain and shame that went on for so long
Those nights
service
All a nigga want is some of that lip service
2 Chainz in these chains in this bitch, ho
Let me rephrase it
2 Chainz in your bitch ho, bustin'
and waiting for sunlight to finish
You prolli waiting to live in the vision
I'm making for us like I been in the kitchen
You know I been in the kitchen
You know
Like 2 Chainz, nigga
I'm different, I'm different
I'm different, I'm different
Shit different, lit different
Drip different, sip different
Cook Thugless, we bout to blow this
State high beams by the mezzanine
Drop cold fire in the moat, that’s a recipe
Molt hot glock curb smoke so
sinus, b****es might
Choke, I'm giving them the heimlich, I'm a
Pimp in my own f***ing rhyming, you my side b****
Ugh, Two chainz, two pinky rings
I
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