Land of the Freaks
2 Chainz
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Dat Boy Cassius Nonstop I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks Got so many cars, I'm like "what I need to be here for?" (Yeah) Got so much money, I'm like "what I'm gon' pretend for?" (Yeah) Hundred dollar bills with no motherfuckin' billfold (no) And you know I'm kickin' shit like a fuckin' field goal (no) Yeah, gold, all on my picket (damn) Yeah, gold, all on my wrist Yeah, gold, all on my grill Yeah, gold, all on my chest Yeah, I'm a misfit, dipshit, fishsticks, six whips Times two, I'm cold, swine flu, must I remind you? Bitch, tell her nigga, my bitch, she came with stilettos Nigga, my crew, we came with Barrettas Nigga, my car, it came with umbrellas Nigga, put that shit on acapella Head to toe in Donatella Nigga know my old school, a motherfuckin' Panamera (goddamn) Mind on me (no) So don't worry 'bout mine (don't worry 'bout mine) I smoke and get vibes (smoke and get vibes) Look at my eye (yeah) I can't decide how to describe (huh) Your nigga lookin' broke, I hope that shit a disguise, yeah I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks Freak on my Zodiac You must be heavy on Cognac I gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy-five, lil' bitch, I want me a quarterback I am indulging in oysters (oysters) I bought my shawty a cluster (cluster) I come and ride for a busta, car came with everything 'cept a butler, yeah She pidgeon-toed in them Christians Don't f*ck with Goofy niggas, that's Disney Always on my grizzly, table in the back, picnic (yeah) Alka-Seltzer Cold, your career steady fizzin' You gon' need four pair of Cartier's to see my vision Okay, deliverin' a dealership Go so much, need a membership My car knock knee like Kenny Smith And I'm signin' off No penmanship, yeah I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks
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Written by: Tauheed Epps, Evan Fountaine, Joshua Cross, GARY EVAN FOUNTAINE, JOSHUA THEODORE CROSS
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