Lyrics:
the two-step or no loose change
You don't know about no 2 Chainz or no Kool-Aid, you don't know!
And even though Barack was half as black
You hated president
the summer
Black girlfriend like 'Really, 2 Chainz for the summer?'
But I done blew change on a few things that was dumber
That's why it's cash rules like
ass with success, they won't like that (Yah)
Kill they ass with success, they won't like that
Kill they ass with success (2 Chainz)
God bless
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
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
[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
[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
to the money
The money getting to me
2 Chainz! Hot damb hoe, here we go again
The bag wei a gram, money all in my opinion
Yeah we getting rich
And we the shit
a check
Balmain my britches while I throw up my set
Dab on a nigga, tell him, "No disrespect"
And a nigga still havin' by the chains on my neck
Flippa
leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James ho
I'm bill dropping Ms. Pacman, this pill popping-ass ho
I'm popping too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All
sent up to heaven
Everything happens for a reason so I'm good with my blessins
I can't trust a bitch if she two faced
I tell no lies like im 2 Chainz
Five dollars to hold them
The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars
Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling
Inorganic
How you the king rockstar with a loose string?
Or loose change, old Donnie Brasco when the blues came
I went 2 Chainz when the group changed
Duffle
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
on Dusse
Bitch tryna drown me I'm swimming
And I'm not 2 Chainz, but I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it
I just got a new Mulsanne, and I'm 'bout to park
Everyday I find myself dreaming
Everyday I find my
Everyday I find myself dreaming
Drinking by my window every night
Feeling kinda fucked
They
feel like...
I just moved in, ay, ay, got a new view in my Duplex
Ay, I look real cool in my J Crew suit vest
Ay, ain't got Two Chainz but remain too
I'm walkin' out the door
(Aye aye, skrrt skrrt)
Aye I'ma need me a new thing, he ain't believe his boo thing
Show me the 'Titty Boi', 2 Chainz
Now
the 'Titty Boi', 2 Chainz (whoo)
Now the beef cookin' like Gordon Ramsay (Ramsay)
We should be somewhere that's hot and sandy (sandy)
Used to post up in New
up
Now we all in
I was workin' at the shop
Kickflippin' down the block
Handcuffed by the cops
Now we all in
Two brothers and my pops
Mom kickin' it
leave with 2 chains
Gottem' dreading, NO LIE, like '2 Chainz'
Now they watching on the TL, my A game
No matter how I'm speaking
Really have a meaning
twist it to 2 Chainz
Rims, vroom, vroom! give it a full spin
Look at her poom poom, hit it and n switch lanes
Yep, what kinda drugs I induced in
For me
whole no Pac-Man
(woah)
Whole life is right in front of me but stress cloudin' up my vision
Cursed by what I should've done can't remember why I didn't
with that
Too true like 2 Chainz
Blue Blood like he both gangs
Where, where
Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were,
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