Playlist 2 Chainz

2 chainz - feds watching

[Intro: Pharrell & 2 Chainz]
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow tomorrow
Ain?t no such thing as tomorrow
The way we living today, talkin? right now

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Dreads hang on designer
Everything Mr. Comme de Garcon, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man these shoes I got on these are the hardest I?ve done seen
It look clean when you pour it, I remix it make it dirty
If she got good head and text me I text back and tell her hurry
It?s that category five when I walk up in the strip club
Throw it high, make you and George Washington head butt
OG?s never fed us, now young niggas fed up
Ballin? so hard I deserve an and-1
Baking Soda market and I?m gettin? it obviously
You a bitch, you a ho, that?s just my philosophy
And I?m known to kick it like the captain of a soccer team
Billie Jean red leather same color red lobster
And she?ll brain wash ya hair dog
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching

[Hook x2: 2 Chainz]
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
Drop toppin?, head bobbin?

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Grams to Grammy?s, two guns yosemite
Niggas put their glock on your ass, fuck that Heather B
Pumpin? that amphetamines, all this D I?m pedalin
I be somewhere settlin?, somewhere that you never been
To the top you never been, you might need a respirator
Money on the rise like I?m counting on a elevator
You gon? need a detonator swimming with them barracudas
Put that rocket on that ma?fucka prosecutor
This Armani, this Givenchy, I parachute you
I?m so fly I jumped out the air weang Gucci (Tell ?em!)
I?m raw talkin? California rolls
Smokin? California weed with California hoes (Truu!)
Sendin? flicks to my partners in the state pen
I just got some pants made out off snake skin
See them shades you got on call Ray-Bans
And the shades I got on costs eight bands

[Hook x2]

2 chainz - i m different

[Hook]
I'm different, yeah I'm different (3x)
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing(4x)
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different(3x)
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing...

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Pull to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it's a bad habit
Bitch shit down, you got a bad atti'
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back it, look back it
Then put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high...attic
I am so high like an...addict

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
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 put it straight in the belly
When it go in the belly, it ain't shit you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along

I paid a 1,000 dollars for my sneakers
Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it's going down, so get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck

[Hook]

2 chainz - watch out

(Verse 1)
Yo, okay
All my ni**as with me
All my ni**as with it
All my ni**as balling
All my ni**as athletic
All my ni**as A1
All got street cred
All my ni**as balling
All my ni**as athletic
Pulled up in the phantom
Pulled off with a dancer
Got a pocket full of money
Kinda hard to keep my pants up
Ni**a tryna run them bands up
F**k a bi**h with my hands up
Lil Que f**ked the Xans up
Kinda hard to understand her
Duffle bags in the Escalade
Call the bi**h there a bread truck
Got the bi**h going retarded
Call uber for a spare truck
All these ni**as never scared us
All these ni**as never ran up
Bi**h tryna put the head on me
Ni**as tryna put the feds on me
Ni**as tryna take meds on me
Everything for the players only
Ni**as sunny like Arizona
Gunshots just for saying something
Spraying s**t like aerosol
You a foul and that?s a fair ball
Ni**a can?t reach the goal
Keep shooting that there air ball

(Chorus)
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
You getting mad
I?m getting rich
You getting mad
And I?m getting rich
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Hey, watch out lil bi**h
You getting mad
I?m getting rich
You getting mad
Bi**h, I?m getting rich

(Verse 2)
Watch out lil ho
My partners still smoke on parole
They say that I?m crazy
I used to talk to a stove
I tell it to lock, shit I tell it a lot
Go to the dealership, fishtail off the lot
You know I?m coming straight up the block
You know I?m coming straight out the top
Shawty said she want 5 million
Cause I told her to leave and call her a thot
S**t, you can like it or not, damn
I?m coming straight out the pot, yam
Still got some eq in my stock, man
Ni**a I ain?t gotta lie
Ni**a I ain?t gotta try
You waving that thing in the sky
We waving that thing at your body
We waving that thing at your eye
Look at the watch on my wrist
Yeah I don?t mind watching my wrist
Told that lil bi**h I?ll pass
Ni**a watch the assist, swish
I run the track like the marathon
You ni**as softer than silicone
You know what it?s like when the feeling gone
I know what it?s like when the ceiling gone
I had a sit down with Farrakhan
Turn the White House to the Terror Dome
I used to serve with th? on
I used to serve with my necklace on, bi**h

(Repeat Chorus)

2 chainz - like me

It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love.
You're not just another bird
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me

They ain't never seen a nigga like me uh
She ain't never seen a nigga like me uh
Chance of that is unlikely
2 Chainz in my white tee
I wipe her down and I pipe her down
I give my girl money to go out of town
You give your girl money to go to Niketown
And I one-night her, you must like her
Kill niggas with one-liners, all I need is one lighter
Counting so much money, I got arthritis
So cold I frostbite 'em, no Pig Latin but I hog-tied 'em
If she gets this business then I (make her fall in love)
With a nigga like me I'm killing this beat
Skeet skeet skeet skeet, skeet on my sheets
On top, from the back, I thundercat like (HOE!)
My girl got a big purse with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
Moet by the fireplace, this is how desire taste
And I'm 'bout to buy a case (leggo)

It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love.
You're not just another bird
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me

Tell 'em... yeah
Album coming this summer
Def Jam... TRUUUU!

2 chainz - murder

[2 chainz - hook:]
Murder, murder, this right here that murder
Pulled the car out the garage, they screaming bloody murder
Murder, murder chalk line around your daughter
3 Cell phones and I still don't ever call her

[2 chainz - verse 1:]
Murder, murder, smoking on that murder
If a girl out with me, just know she murder
Murder, murder, take her ass like burglar
Then I put her on the loud and feed her turkey burgers
Murder, murder, this is bloody murder
All this ice all over me, I should wear a thermos
Murder, murder, hit you with the burner
Hit you with the burner, hit you with the burner

[hook]

[2 chainz - verse 2:]
Murder, murder, yea I'm killing niggas beats
When I'm out of town and on the stage it's rest in peace
Murder, murder somebody call my lawyer
They said I was killing tennessee when I was down in florida
Murder, murder, my shoes none than a quarter
Rapping with the murder team nobody wanna record us
Murder, murder listen to the chorus
Niggas wanna know how I get it when I get
Don't worry, just know it's murder

[hook]

[kreayshawn - verse 3]
This right here is murderous
I'm mama kreay the gangsterous
From the east to the west it gets dangerous
When you get that dough on display and shit
Bitches will be hating this
But my mind still climbs for greater-ness
That money that I'm playing with
Put a whole in your head with no blame for it
Saying it
I'm kaying
Come back to the block and I'm spraying it
Delaying, I'm stopping it
Put a end to your life, I'm blocking it
Your career bitch, you was never on
I heard 2 chainz blocked you off his phone
Bitch don't call him if you ain't 'bout to ho
Bitch don't call him if you ain't 'bout the doe

Hello...
Hello...
Hello...
Hello...

[hook]

2 chainz - yao ming

[David Banner]
Hello it's Mr. David Banner, your bitch eater
I suggest that you don't kiss or hug her and don't eat her
I Run Dmc's in this bitch in my adidas
I was chose to expose when you chose as a leader
Yes I'm fresh like a rose picked from the garden of Eden
I'm stepped out the rose my game rose like Easter
I got a couple bitches that's painted like Mona Lisa
Now I fuck 'em at my leisure and I never touch my visa
So ghetto, my kicks so retro, got nuts like a rhino, call them
Mark Echo
You know I ain't braggin', I'm just sayin'
I know y'all said it too, cuz y'all niggas playin'
Bitch

[Chorus]
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)
Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)

[2 Chainz]
Lets make a toast to the breadwinner
I am so damn hot on the scale winter
Life a bitch, I'll dance with her
All up in the sand with her
Try to get up in the bed with her
And put my third leg in her
Oh I've been pumpin' pussy like gas, nigga
Got my fo'fo', you'll get 8 like math nigga
Still use a shoe box for my stash nigga
Money so tall you gone need a drug round with ya
Self esteem high like 26
You can catch me gettin high with like 20 bitches
Takein' plenty pictures, yea you know I'm camera ready
I'm about to wax that ass I got my camera ready

[Chorus]
Look at my daddy (x4)
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)
Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)

[Lil Wayne]
Ok, traffic on Mars, smokin in a spaceship
Bright red flag stickin out like fake lips
I'm forever young, forever Young Mula
Bitch, cash money is an army, oorah
Tunechi be what they call me
I'm everything but sorry
Get a bad ass high yellow bitch to come and ride my horse
I named it Charlie
No cream in my coffee, don't bleed on my carpet
I falls in love with all these hoes,
but its money over bitches regardless
I'm so high I won't come down, boy my pack be dumb loud
Waiting for one of these niggas to cross the line,
like a touchdown
I gotchu, I'm Piru, bitch I'm out there by you
Blade on the Ak, cut your ass like high school
David banner on the beat, bitch, dig it like a deep ditch
I got the world in my hands I'm about to make a fist
Ha, I stand tall as Yao Ming!!
Blocka pow pow ping? must be New Orleans!!

[Chorus]
Look at my daddy (x4)
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)
And bitch I'm tall as Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)
Yao Ming
Look at my daddy (x4)

2 chainz - kesha

I am in love, with what we are, not what we should be, and
I am in love (yeah), with what we are (yeah), not what we should be, and
(I love your ass) I am in love,
(I love your ass) with what we are (yeah) not what we should be
(2 chaainnzz)

I love your ass naw for real I love your ass
You done got a little thick but I like to hug your ass
Yea your momma don't like me don't giva damn
What I do remain like a ceiling fan
I'm cool and I like to spend on ya
When you with me you don't really need employment
When you with me you really need another
When you with me you don't really need a rubber
We make love like chemist when we penetrating,
when I first met you girl I was intimidated,
you all sophisticated and you educated
and you know I like to run I'm a paper chaser
You a bad bitch girl you a bad bitch
and what we have now is more than the average,
so before we get married I'm a tell you this,
your my wife before and after it

I am in love, with what we are, not what we should be, and
I am in love, with what we are,
not what we should (yeah) be (yeah), and

Start chest to chest then I make you touch your ankles
my hair naughty you act naughty and I might spank you,
star spangled banner yea I pledge allegiance (allegiance)
Two chains on and they are animic (are animic), I like red pussy when that body brown (brown), and yea on that loud not that bobby brown (brown)
Put her face in the pillow she won't make a sound
(shh) every time I take a shot I'm tryna make it count (yeah)
And if she get sad I might buy a bag (bag)
and if she get mad I might buy a jag (jag)
put a ring around it I can't wait to make'er down (nope)
glad we had a little girl so it can trinkle down (yeah)
Woke up this morning I feel good as fuck (fuck)
If your girl with me you know she good as fuck (fuck)
And I can't even lie that pussy good as fuck (fuck)
First I pick her up then take her home and pick her up (uuhh)

I am in love, with what we are, not what we should be, and
I am in love, with what we are, not what we should be, and

2 chainz - spend it

"Spend It"
(feat. TIP)

I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it

[Hook:]
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it

[Bridge:]
I'm smoking on exotic my girl ain't got no stomach
Every time we have sex she always ask me for a hundred
I asked her if she worked it, she asked me do I want it
I said when I went to school bitch money wasn't a subject

[Hook:]
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it

[Verse 1:]
I'm riding round my side of town
Boxin gloves, I beat the trap
I had a coke, I had a smile
I had a code for every style, crocodile the gator type
I'm allergic to the hater type, I'll take your wife, give her back
Nine months after that, similac
Similar to sam's mama's baby's daddy maybe
When we had sex I was in the Mercedes
And I ain't crazy but if that's my baby
Then we gonna have to name the lil' baby Mercedes
The money that I'm makin I don't see it like I'm blind
I rather spend money baby I don't spend time
My pocket's on full and so is my gas tank
And all my cars got gas in the ash tray

[Hook:]
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it

[Verse 2:]
Photo-ready, my polo out the cleaners
I'm the perfect definition of something you've never seen
Maserati, Kawasaki, bought my girl a Beemer
The jewelry I got on is matching with the tequila
Patron margaritas, double for my diva's
I bring all my guns to work Gilbert Arenus
Plus I'm killin' features and I'm killin shows
I should have sex in a coffin 'cause I'm killin these hoes
Filling these goals, climbing up the ladder
Shoot your ass down you know I rep Atlanta, southside
I'm ridin around stuntin, smoking loud in public
Talking loud in public yeah my entourage is bucking

[Hook:]
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, I'm riding round I'm gettin it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
I'm riding round I'm gettin it

2 chainz - birthday song

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah
Birthday, it?s your birthday
If I die bury me inside that Louie store

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty
Scrr Scrr, Wrists moving, cookin? to it
I?m in the kitchen, yams everywhere
Just made a jugg I got bands everywhere
You the realest nigga breathin? if I hold my breath
Referee, with the whistle, hold his tech
Extendo clip, extendo roll
When your girl leave me she need a hair salon
Hair weave killer, goin? on a trapathon
See I done have more bars than Pakistan
bomb, bomb, and a bomb
She ?, I?m ballin? you in will call
When I die, bury me inside the jewelry store
When I die, bury me inside the Truey store
True to my religion, true everything I?m too different
So when I die, bury me next to 2 bitches

[Hook]
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Ah, Yeezy Yeezy how you doing huh?
It?s my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh?
She holding out, she ain?t givin? to the needy huh?
You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V on
Ya?ll been together ten years, you deserve a menaj
?Specially if you put that BMW in the garage
?Specially if you paid a couple payments on her mamma crib
Weren?t you at niece?s graduation? Man, I hate those kids
Last birthday, she got you a new sweater
Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her, ?Do better?
She said, ?How ?bout I get you jewelry from the Weston??
How ?bout she hit the West End and get her best friend?
I?m jokin?, I?m just serious, I asked her
Don?t be actin? like no actress, if we preachin? then we practice
Don?t be reachin?, don?t be touchin? shit
We in Kanye West?s benz, cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian

[Hook]
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz (Kanye West)]
It?s your birthday, it?s your birthday
Bad bitches contest, you in first place
You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitches contest, you in first place
I show up with a check to your work place
(Then hand the valet the keys to the Mercy)
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
(What I?m seein? from the back I can?t front on)
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
When I die, bury me inside the booty club
Get it good, get it good, get it get it good
I might switch it up and get you good

[Hook]
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl

[Outro: 2 Chainz (Kanye West)]
Deuce and Ye
We like Snoop and Dre
And this your birthday, baby?
You deserve a coupe today
(You in first place, you in first place)
(Bad bitches contest you in first place!)

2 chainz - mainstream ratchet

[Intro]
Last night I fucked a supermodel
Got head on the way home
She left her other friends at the club
Got home, and I fucked her with my J's on

[Hook]
And that's ratchet huh?
Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards bruh
(Woah bring it back)

[Verse 1]
Take your bitch like I'm the dog catcher
Take your ass to the mall after
Spa day, shawty
Kill that pussy, pallbearer
You from that RuPaul era
I'm from that hell nah era
Real niggas say true
Real niggas ain't you
I ride around with that yapper on me
Gun clad with my Glock up on me
Surround your ass with so many shots
You'll be claustrophobic
Crib so big a dinosaur can run through that shit
I'm a shark, and you a tuna fish
My paper up, got your girl with her ankles up
Gangster boy

[Bridge]
She got her T-shirt and her panties on
She trying to smell my cologne
I can fuck her anywhere I want
I even fuck her on the floor

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I'm on top like a toupée
You on the side like a toothache
Box your ass, suitcase
I'm real, you ain't
Calamari, crab cakes
My closet the size of your dad's place
You lookin' at a star
I wish that they could add space
I'm getting money, fast pace
My hoes gay and my cash straight
He can't ball, castrate
She the opposite of last place
Do it, bust it open, slow it down, Robitussin
My girl got a big ass
Your girl got back pockets touching

[Bridge]
I want it all, I want everything
Balls out, I let 'em hang
Window shopping for a wedding ring
Went on a double date with Molly and Mary Jane

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
If you pat your weave that's ratchet
My last album was classic
Shawty on my dica
Backwards spells acid
She pop a P like a zany
She'll use no hands and no panties
She rock like nose candy
You fuck with me, ain't no plan B
I'm a D boy with a degree
I sold dope in my momma's home
My girl pussy deep (deep)
So right there is my comfort zone
Born alone, die alone
Mud in my styrofoam
She got on top of me like a stage
I said use my dick as a microphone

2 chainz - ko

"K.O."
(feat. Big Sean)

When I woke up this morning
All I could think about was you
Cause when I went to sleep last night
All I could think about was you
Adam and Eve don't eat that fruit
'Best believe I'm a eat that Boo
Cause I'm the nigga that told them niggas
That told them niggas, 'Bout you
Chuck the duce, while I'm ridin' through
Tityboi I might sign a boob
Your nigga hatin', tell your nigga that's hatin'
That if he gettin some paper I might sign him too
'Best believe I'm just slidin' through
Put your panties to the side let me slide through
I can see you niggas from a side view
I'm in and out the Pussy, drive through
White coupe, with the white rims
I like to crack the top and let the light in
You know she dark skin her friend light skin
Put us together, and it's Ice cream
Sandwiches she can't manage it
I know her man Is sick, she can't handle it
She need some time alone I told her call my phone
And when she call my phone I did answer it

[Hook:]
K.o
I'm gonna smoke till you niggas can't smoke no more
Roll till your bitches can't roll no more
K.o
I'm gonna pour it till you niggas can't pour no more
Blow till your bitches can't blow no more
K.o

[Big Sean:]
B-I-G
Okay I'm in motion I'm rollin' and smoking
And smoking and rollin' like I'm locomotion
I'm walking outside and I'm causing commotion
Got perp and champagne that's a real nigga potion
I'm burnin' bread toastin' and joking
Cause I went from veiws
of my moms house to views of the ocean
Niggas talk shit, But that's free promotion
I'm living my life like the end is approaching
Man fuck these niggas with a passion
I'm gettin' paid from the cradle to the casket
My Grandma said boy you need to read a bible chapter
Till I bought her ass a house
bigger than the Pastor's, Hallelujah
Your now fucking with a bad bitch connoisseur
My ex-girl said man the fame caught up to ya
Baby you don't still think about me, wet dream about me
I swear you use to couldn't wait to k.o

[Hook:]
K.o
I'm gonna smoke till you niggas can't smoke no more
Roll till your bitches can't roll no more
K.o
I'm gonna pour it till you niggas can't pour no more
Blow till your bitches can't blow no more
K.o

2 chainz - in town

(Mike Posner)
Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today

(Mike Posner)
I know you love me
And I know you doubt
Cuz we always end up fucking
Every time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)

(2 Chainz)
Baby I just landed, you gon pick me up
Heard you like to squirt, I might lick it up
Conspicuous, I speed it up
And I slow it down like I'm on Robitussin
I'm known for crushing, your know for blushing
Oh what was that
You blowing kisses, I throw em back, pull into that culdesac
Back then no chauffeur, back seat like a sofa
One leg on my shoulder, one leg and it's over

(Mike Posner)
I know you love me
And I know you doubt
Cuz we always end up fucking
Every time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)

(2 Chainz)
Met her once and you missed me, girl you crazy
No makeup on, your still pretty lady
And you beautiful, inside and outside
I don't know if I should buy my wife a house, or make you my house wife
You call me, I come through
You pass out, I come too
Dippin it like fondue, spinach dip, cheese stick
Appetizers, entrees, it's you in that lingerie
As far as race, youse first place, I'm only on time for one date

(Mike Posner)
I know you love me
And I know you doubt
Cuz we always end up fucking
Every time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)

(Mike Posner)
Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today

"No autotune was used in the making of this recording,
Thank you for listening"

2 chainz - fork

(Intro)

(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold

(Verso 1)
I got Medusa on my sneakers
My dick up like "nice to meet ya"
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
Then we aim at your people
I be higher than a eagle
When I'm sipping on that codeine
Free my nigga Segel
Ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
And I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls
Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
I'm all that and then some, my trap house is my income

(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold

(Verso 2)
I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean
I gotta keep my kitchen clean
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze
Got to weigh me on a triple beam
D-boy in parenthesis
All gold in my Mr. T's
2 Chainz, two pinky rings
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze (Baow!)
Climax! Make your main ho my side-chick
I'm so high, your whore get hijacked
And my vision is pyrex
I do it big like a
Killed they ass with the [iPad eyepatch?]
I got bad bitches on my side
I done fucked around and got sidetracked
My first night, I spent five stacks
Next night I forgot to count
I'm so hot; who gon' put the fire out?
I'm the fireman, I put fire out
Got a pole in my basement
Tipped your girl like [?] now
Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out

(Ponte)
My wrist deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, wrist? "
My stove deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, stove? "
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold
So much money on me, it won't even fold!

(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold

2 chainz - extra

(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money

(Verso 1: 2 Chainz)
12 gauge shotty
I don't like nothing but hoes and tattoos on my body
I got extra, you want some
Fucked your girl on accident, that's a hit and run
Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case

(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Okay, Southside I gotta own this
snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?

(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money

(Verso 2: 2 Chainz)
I just put on the run, 100 piece for a show
I just had a threesome for three weeks in a row (yeah)
Last name Chainz, first name Two
I'm Tru 2, you know I do it, I get head 'fore I screw it
first thing I do
Yeah you know I'm stuntin, cus I'm gettin to the money
Put it in a tenant, put in a tenant
Hit her with the morning dick, ooh, I ain't pissed yet
Yeah I rep the A they only thing I flunk is a piss test

(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Southside, I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?

(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money

(Verso 3: Rich Homie Quan)
I'm Rich, like Homie
I got yo bitch, from my homie, (2 Chainz what it do?)
That living room, full of that paper
Used to have a little room thats a house and an acre
Call her in the kitchen room, and she fucking with the bacon
Chopper lift ya to the moon, fuck y'all thinking?
If I get her in the room she gon' suck my babies
Tryna work her moves, she tryna move the baby
If you owe me money real soon, then you better pay me
Me and 2 Chainz, get it like shoe strings, strapped like laces
And I'm too clean, riding in a car A
Richhomie, no new team, boy I'm gonna start like Macy's
Boy I thank god I made it, got a couple broads in Decauter
I'm in the fast lane driving in the car going crazy
And I got your main dame, yeah the one you call you lady
[?] a million dollars, most important thing saving
And if you wanna book me here my agent
I got eight pounds in an old car on old net
from the skate town on the

(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Southside, I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?

(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money

2 chainz - y all ain t got nothin on me

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Ya!
Cory what's happenin'?
Ymcmb

Okay now mama had a nigga
Nigga had some problems
Then it's zero zero zero comma, a piranha
Wa-water whip, anything in my circumference
Got that work, dancing like it's fucking Bently Fonzworth
Concert, monster, my feet too long for Converse
Louis V all over me, I'mma need a brown hearse
Encore, dead fresh, hair weave on my head rest
Supercalifragilistic, I'mma need a spell check
Fuck around and get you dog shot, I'm a damn vet
How you have an Ak and get killed by a Fail Tech
Duhh, I be going dumb
She 21 with Chinese eyes I call her Soo Yung
Pockets on croissant
Bread over anything
I'm busting like I'm getting me some head at a shooting range
2 Chainz!

[Hook: Cory Gunz]
Tell them niggas I won't stop stunting
Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting
Y'all ain't got nothing on me
Tell them niggas I won't stop stunting
Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting
Y'all ain't got nothing on me
I said, tell them niggas I won't stop stunting
Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting
Y'all ain't got nothing on me
I'm the fast talking pimp of the year, the year

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]
2 Chainz I got you

Yo, look what my flow bout
Make a niggas head spin til his eyes fall out
My team the machine, niggas not gon doubt
What I mean is all my Autobots roll out
Never gave a fuck about a cop or scout
Get ya little cub chopped, then I flop on the couch
And just watch like y'all, when I hop on the bounce
Kill the booth, hear the blood, can't stop Cor now
Sip drink, I don't bottle pop, pour it out
For my niggas on lock, on the block or the ground
Moving more tops than a hot whore house
Couldn't fuck with me then, who can stop Cor now?
Smoke like a blunt, other shot call style
Call pigs, you a chicken, put the Glock on the cow
Paper describes, you ain't got no nouns
Young Money Cash Money until I go down
When the Mills ring you is not all loud
You don't wanna take a last shot throw the towel
Pound for Pound, we the Pound for Pound
Pull up on my nigga Bow, Nigga y'all go Wow
Didn't know then nigga y'all know now
2 Chainz got the crowd on loud
We do things, Stop ho how?
How could I ever let her knock cor now?
Flex from the X nigga to the A-Town
This dedicated to the niggas stayin' down

2 chainz