Lyrics:
skills skills to pay the bills
Yeah yeah skills to pay the bills
What skills? Money money
What skills? Makin' ah money money
What skills Makin' makin
do seven days a week
They say money and Drugs Makes the world go round
So I'll sell you what you want by the ounce or the pound
If its money to be made
stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin', I've been
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
You can hear the microphone tearin' rippin'
Niggas hear this song and be like "yeah he spittin'"
Niggas cop 2 Chainz n swear they different
Most these
shit
One by one, knock him off for the opp list
I'm high as fuck, Off this perk in the cockpit
I bet she put it in my hand or my pocket We makin
Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my
dreamed about the wealth
I dozed off into a spell
I got interrupted by the bells (Ding)
Money dreams money dreams
Starlyfe the winning team (Gang)
We gone
Chainz
Parking lot of the Blue Flame
Only place I recruit dames
Big body from New Orleans, takin' up two lanes (Thick!)
Still 'bout the bread like
Ay
We on a mission
Tryna get the money
What we been missing
They been asking for more
Well shit they got it
We be taking no breaks
We making progress
listened,
I'm always on this money makin' mission,
Sold a car an a truck in Oakland fo that Lex,
Jock loaned me five an I was rollin' that bitch.
pancakes with extra syrup
Whatever y'all put up, I double that
Stapleton is where I hustle at, 2-12 is where I bubble at
Yeah, I'm talkin' money-wise, you
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
pound nigga
Oh shit nigga, what's good ho?
Your bitch givin' me head, countin' money though
2 chainz, three dames
Rollin' with my niggas cause we gang
Shouldn't talk the talk, you can't walk the walk
It's The Hoodfellaz, what the fuck y'all thought?
Now if you want this money baby
Then I guess you in
a pro, I be too much for you to cope
[Chorus: x2]
We steady countin' our money, on a mission to ball
All the things we dream we want to see before
owe you an apology
Icy white, two bricks on my feet nigga
[?] makin' money while I sleep nigga
Cop the [?] and cop the [?] stylin'
My Air Force 1's you
two times
Working on my work, get back to you in due time
Yeah, the tok is tickin' and my fingers always itchin
I be thinkin' bout the money, I be
nigga in it
Neva catch him slippin
Money Makin mission
Money Makin spadey
Strapped with green and lady
Ticket crazy
Once they hear the numbers
They go
listened,
I'm always on this money makin' mission,
Sold a car an a truck in Oakland fo that Lex,
Jock loaned me five an I was rollin' that bitch.
more mics (hey I need two more mics)
I took my ringtone money and bought two more bikes
I took my liquor money (yeah)
And bought another crib (yeah)
I
scrilla cat, I'm on a paper chase, I'm 'bout that money makin'
Y'all better recognize No Limit motherfucker
We runnin' this shit from the Westside
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
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
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