Lyrics:
call me 2-chainz
Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain
I'm a wild boy, been that way for a while boy
All I kill is beats and pussy,
they get some men, then turn into a bitch (alright)
It's like the bathroom out of order, we ain't takin' your shit
All I gotta say is 2 Chainz, was
like me uh
Chance of that is unlikely
2 Chainz in my white T
I wipe her down and I pipe her down
I give my girl money to go out of town
You give
like me uh
Chance of that is unlikely
2 Chainz in my white T
I wipe her down and I pipe her down
I give my girl money to go out of town
You give
you're callin' me (Yah! 2 Chainz)
You the type of person eat your salad 'fore your soup (woah)
You the type of person, don't want no crib but want
tinted, can't nobody see you
I just wanna get you naked
Out of all the pussy you're my favorite, oh
Smoke that shit by the oh
Fucked her so good she
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
silence em
You added up
If he take away from me
I am divided em
Multiply that by the fact that I have been given nothin
This is not up for discussion
I am
it, I do it, bitch I do it I do it
I said I do it, I do it, bitch I do it I do it
2 Chainz!
Told them off the rip I was ambitious
Got 2 or 3 cars full
at your head
Like them fucking clippers
Like you fucking shaving
It’s getting lonely at the top
I’m tryin’ to make some babies
I need that gas by the ounce
told you all
about, remember? By the way, it was Nassau Bahamas and not Jersey where the Traveller's rest was, see!
So, there we were, standing
Here nigga for real
The feet big on the whip like Jurassic Park
The car tall
To get in you need a running start
An i been getting dough since a running
out
Had to do it for the town and the trap niggas
Me and 2 Chainz, its over for you rap niggas
And nothin' says butter like Parkay
And nothin' make
keep coming in
This shit I cannot ignore
Balmain from my head to the floor
This shit you cannot ignore
2 Chainz! This right here Christian Dior
You
She gave me 2 Chainz, and said this because you different
Rock with me for one night,
killing 'em shawty
Gotta boss up like Rick Ross, blow gelato like Young Dolph
Get 2 Chainz, Gucci duffle bag
Check ya Swag, been killing 'em shawty
If you
And I can't wait to see you shine
(2 Chainz, yeah)
Sippin' on Tequila (Oh)
Workin' on this feature (Oh)
All my verses fever (Oh)
Restaurant, no Pita,
're hypnotizing, so
You're so
Prez, where you been? Prez, where you been?
Prez, where you been? Prez, where you been? (hypnotizing, so)
Let me tell you 'bout
Yeah, yeah
2 Chainz
If I ain't at the party
Then it ain't started
This is trend setting
You n****s is trend following
I don't care if she's modelling
here
With my hand pulled behind my back
One hand on the steering wheel
2 Chainz with the ponytail, got the bodyguard concealed
Ill meaning
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
school daze
Got the church rapping that's a new praise
I know He will deliver that's a due praise
And it's all true word to Two Chainz
So down to earth I'm
(Okay) Free Tunechi, Yeah
2 Chainz! Hey, Hey, Hey
I got a bad bitch, she more than cute
And bitch I'm balling, I'm talking more than hoops
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