Lyrics:
I roll
Yeah nigga I do this fuckin' shit
Count money, get my hair braided by your bitch
She drivin' me around town, nigga
Where I'm at nigga? Dog
what I'm finna do I say get into you
One leg up followed by the other
Get a little head then I find a rubber
We don't talk on the phone - we Tiger
ain't worried I got it
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Trina]
I believe in having sex, bitch I'm Miss America
I do want I wanna do, and I fuck him in my Panamera
Uh
ever have no home
Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
Back when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz!)
I was trappin' off at least like three phones
Talk
ever have no home
Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
Back when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz!)
I was trappin' off at least like three phones
Talk
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
bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain, you niggas too lame
Kickin' flavor like I'm Lu Kang from the south, but I ain't 2 Chainz
Hear that money talkin',
a skit by myself cause they might tell on me
The homie in the feds he got a century
We was cool when I was little but that don't mean shit to me
Signed
Back when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz)
I was trappin' off at least like three phones (hoo)
Me and Yams made the plan
Then I paid myself and I gave
by stitch, ain't this a bitch
Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I
wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopin' that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me
myself
I told a bad bitch I could do bad by myself
Oh my momma used to drive a Buick Skylark
Now she get the keys to my Bugatti
Fuck it i'll walk
That's me
[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
don't stop"
*repeat x2*
"Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks"
"??? are jumpin out of shoes and socks"
Verse One: Dray, Books
Higgity-hey
You know that I'm texting
Like I'm really sipping
You'll know that I'm different
You'll know that I feel like 2 Chainz
Bad bitch you know four brains
Honorable honorable
Honorable honorable C-Note
2 Chainz!
I ain't never been a minute man
Pour a deuce in a minute maid
Trap house filled with
vacate all women and children
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 2x)]
Special delivery
I want that
Special delivery
I need
Special delivery
Can I have
Cause I be out all times at night
Doing shit I know I shouldn't plus I don't be ridin right
Smokin' lye, no stash box for me to put the skit
Two
speed
2 copos do “BK” formam 1 “double cup”
Põe suco de uva, senti um “glow up”
Chego com os dois pés na porta sem ressentimento
Falou de chá-mate
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
(Excuse me, sonny, do you know where I can find some booty?)
(Why your face so ugly?)
Hold up, bitch (hey)
Bad as hell and she thick (hold up)
back sixty
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
Uh-huh, I love to get
back sixty
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
Uh-huh, I love to get
the game I play 2 win
Live on Nawfside in a bando in a BANDEMIC makin' bands
I done seen all kinda shit, I been blocced by many hoes
Niggas be hatin
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