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
that rowboat
My groupie chicks and my Xbox
Told them hoes I ain't for the games
My punchlines be so hot
The devil tweeted my Twitter name
2 Chainz, like
Whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever
2 Chainz
Watch me break down bales
Residue on scales
Yeah, I had the girls sick
2 Chainz!
I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight
Yeah, I call
2 Chainz!
I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight
Yeah, I call
ass up when she
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, yeah
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, yeah
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (2 Chainz)
If you a bad
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
All I give is good dick nothing else really
That’s on my name
Crazy Rich Asians
Tagalog & Chainz
Yeah
Opps get the smoke
5.0 swim good I’m Fresh Off
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
her dance
These chicks clappin', and they ain't using hands (2 Chainz!)
2 Chainz, four bracelets
Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation (True!)
If
smelling like they dinner rolls
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
But we take penitentiary chances like it's nothing
We came from nothing but nothing
Freebase from top of the oven
Get money my type of discussion
Wish I had a lover like Charli in my room
Wish I was Blond like Frank O
Wish I was ginger like Hampto, hanging 2-chainz to my ankles
Beam me up Scotty
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
Gyal, yuh bad
From the car to the crib (yeah)
'Cause tonight I need some entertainment (2 Chainz)
Bad man, live band, hair down my back, nigga (oh)
almost famous (Yeah)
F*ck all them haters, you're a gold gold rush girl
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
You can have the ho
Got her in my phone, no
Blowin on that gas no 2 Chainz
G Money on the track just let my beat bang
My swagger thru the roof so let my beat bang
When I step in the booth just let my
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money's the motivation, money's the conversation
You on vacation, We gettin paid so
We on paycation, I did it for the fam
/ get a little fame
Good head plus i love her frame
She da 1 had 2 give her wedding ring
Pictures with a queen by the pool like gucci mane
Gotta watch
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
to the scene with my ceiling missin'!
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I
foreign whips)
I just might pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop out with like a hundred some bitches
(yeah, 2 Chainz)
I might pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop out with a 30
the membrane
2 Chainz, but today I got on three chainz
When the heat is on we burn hotter than fire
People will burn up on, we burn hotter than fire
Turn
2 Chainz!
I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight
Yeah, I call
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