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lirik lagu 2 chainz - all 2 chainz 1-110 songs

1. 7 rings (remix) 4:00

[intro: ariana grande]
yeah

[verse 1: ariana grande]
breakfast at tiffany’s, bottles of bubbles
girl’ wit’ tattoos who like getting in trouble
lashes and diamonds, atm machines
buy myself all of my favorite things (yee)
been through some bad sh~t, i should be a sad b~tch
who would have thought it turn me to a savage?
rather be tied up wit’ calls and not strings
write my own checks like i write what i sing, yeah (my wrist)

[pre~chorus 1: ariana grande]
stop watching
my neck
is flossy
make big
deposits
my gloss
is popping
you like
my hair?
gee, thanks
just bought it
i see it
i like it
i want it
i got it (yep)
i want it
[chorus: ariana grande]
i got it
i want it
i got it
i want it
i got it
i want it
i got it
you like
my hair?
gee, thanks
just bought it
i see it
i like it
i want it
i got it (yep)

[verse 2: ariana grande]
wearing a ring, but ain’t gon’ be no “mrs.”
bought matching diamonds for six of my b~tches
i’d rather spoil all my friends wit’ my riches
think retail therapy my nеw addiction
whoever said money can’t solvе your problems
must not have had enough money da solve ’em
they say, “which one?” i said, “nah, i want all of ’em”
happiness is the same price as red bottoms (my smile)
[pre~chorus 2: ariana grande]
is beaming (yeah)
my neck
is gleaming (is gleaming)
the way
it shine, i know
you’ve seen it (you’ve seen it)
i bought a crib
just fo’ (just fo’)
the closet (closet)
both his
and hers
i want it
i got it (yep)
i want it

[chorus: ariana grande & 2 chainz]
i got it
i want it
i got it
i want it
i got it
i want it
i got it (yeah)
you like
my hair?
gee, thanks (this who they waiting on)
just bought it
i see it
i like it
i want it (2 chainz)
i got it (yep, my)
[verse 3: 2 chainz & ariana grande]
ideas are priceless, i know i’m the nicest
i knew you would like this
i must be psychic
i’m from the streets, baby, i’m nothing like them (true)
she’s sweet in the day, but freaky when night come (tell ’em)
it’s mine
invest it (uh)
i spend it
on necklace (uh)
i got
the cash
if i don’t get credit (uh)
and i’m well respected so she feel protected
so, scratch all the exes (ex)
it’s next like contestants (whoo)
it’s blessings, no stressing, i’m flexing
got one car parked right in the entrance
got one car parked right at the exit
see, you didn’t expect this, you think like a robot
i put bands in your face like botox (yeah, i want it, yeah)

[chorus: ariana grande & 2 chainz]
i got it
i want it
i got it (oh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i want it
i got it (uh)
i want it
i got it (baby)
you like
my hair?
gee, thanks
just bought it (oh, yeah~ee)
i see it
i like it
i want it
i got it (yeah, my—yep—receipts be looking like phone numbers)

[verse 4: ariana grande]
if it ain’t money, then wrong number
black card is my bidness card
the way it be setting the tone for me
i don’t mean a brag, but i be like, “put it in the bag”, yeah
when you see them racks, they stack up like my ass, yeah, shoot
go from the store to the booth
make it all back in one loop
gimme the loot
never mind, i got the juice
nothing but net when we shoot
look at my neck
look at my jet
ain’t got enough money da pay me in respect
ain’t no budget when i’m on the set
if i like it, then that’s what i get, yeah (i want it)

[chorus: ariana grande]
i got it
i want it
i got it (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i want it
i got it
i want it
i got it (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you like
my hair?
gee, thanks
just bought it (just bought it)
i see it
i like it
i want it
i got it (yep)

2. f~cking problem 3:54

[chorus 1: 2 chainz, 2 chainz & drake, drake, a$ap rocky, & ~a$ap rocky & drake~]
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that’s my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
if finding somebody real (yeah) is your f~cking problem
~bring~ yo’ (ya) ~girls to the crib, maybe we can solve (solve)~ it
ayy

[verse 1: a$ap rocky]
hold up, b~tches, simmer down (uh)
taking h~lla long, biatch, give it to me now (uh)
make that thang pop like a semi or a .9 (.9)
ooh, baby like it raw with the shimmy~shimmy~yah, huh? (huh?)
a$ap (yeah)
get like me (uh)
never met a motherf~cker fresh like me (yeah)
all these motherf~ckers wanna dress like me (uh)
but the chrome to ya dome make ya sweat like keith (keith)
’cause i’m the n~gga
the n~gga, n~gga
like, “how ya figure?” (yeah, yeah)
getting figures and f~cking b~tches
she rolling swishers
brought her b~tches, i brought my n~ggas (uh)
they getting bent up (uh) off the liquor
she love my licorice, i let her l!ck it (l!ck it, alright, l!ck it, l!ck it, l!ck it)
they say money make a n~gga act n~ggerish (uh, n~ggerish)
but least a n~gga, n~gga rich (rich)
i be f~cking broads like i be f~cking bored
turn a dyk~ b~tch out, have her f~cking boys
beast (beast, hahahahaha)

[chorus 1: 2 chainz, 2 chainz & drake, drake, a$ap rocky & drake, & ~a$ap rocky~]
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that’s my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
if finding somebody real is your f~cking problem
bring yo’ (~ya~) girls to the crib, maybe we can (ooh) solve (solve) it
ayy

[verse 2: drake]
i know ya love it when this beat is on
make you think about all of the n~ggas you’ve been leading on
made me think about all of the rappers i’ve been feeding on
got a feeling that’s the same dudes that we speaking on, oh, word?
ain’t heard my album? who ya sleeping on?
you should print the lyrics out and have a f~cking read~along
ain’t no f~cking sing~along ‘less ya brought the weed along
then ju—okay, i got it
then just drop down and get cha eagle on
or we can stare up at the stars and put the beatles on
all that sh~t you talking ’bout is not up for discussion
i will pay da make it bigger, ion’t pay for no reduction
if it’s coming from a n~gga ion’t know, then ion’t trust it
if ya coming for my head, then, muh’f~cker, get da busting
yes, lord, ion’t really say this of~mmm
but this long~d~ck n~gga ain’t for the long talking
i’m beast

[chorus 2: 2 chainz, 2 chainz & drake, drake, a$ap rocky & drake, & ~a$ap rocky~]
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
i love bad b~tches, that’s my f~cking problem (problem)
and, yeah, i like da f~ck, i got a f~cking problem (true)
if finding somebody real is your f~cking problem
bring yo’ (~ya~) girls to the crib, maybe we can solve (solve) it

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
uh
yeah, hoe, this the finale
my pep talk turn into a pep rally
say she from the hood, but she live inside the valley now
vacay’ed in atlanta, then she going back da cali (mmm)
got cha girl on my line, world on my line
the irony, i f~ck ’em at the same d~mn time
she eyeing me like a n~gga don’t exist
girl
i know ya want thee dih
girl
i’m kendrick lamar (mmm)
aka benz is to me just a car (mmm)
that mean yo’ friends~es need be up to par
see, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow (mmm)
k!ll ’em all, dead bodies in the hallway
don’t get involved, listen what the crystal ball say:
“halle
berry
halle—
‘lujah
holla
back
i’ll
do ya”
beast

3. mercy 5:30

[intro: fuzzy jones]
well— (well—)
it is a weeping~and~a~moaning
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it is a weeping~and~a~mourning
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it is a when~it~comes~to~my~sound
which~is~the~champion sound
believe, believe

[chorus 1: yb (chicago), fuzzy jones, & big sean]
o~o~o~o~o~okay
lamborghini mercy
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o~o~o~okay), she tryna jerk me (believe)
lamborghini mercy
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o~o~o~okay), she tryna jerk me
lamborghini mercy (swerve)
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—swerve)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o~o~o~okay), she tryna jerk me (believe, woah)
lamborghini mercy
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—boy)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’ (boy)
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o—), she tryna jerk me (okay)

[verse 1: big sean, kanye west, big sean & kanye west, & yb (chicago)]
drop it to the flo’
make that ass shake (shake, shake)
woah, make the ground move: that’s an ass~quake
built a house up on that ass: that’s an ass~state
roll~roll~roll my weed on it: that’s an ass~tray, say, ye
say, ye, don’t we do this e’ry day~day? (heh?)
i work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (heh?)
finally got paid, now, i need shade and a vacay
and n~ggas still hating
so much hate, i need a ak (ak)
now we out in pari’?
yeah, i’m perriering
white girls politic and that’s that sarah pelin
get~get~get~get~getting hot
californicating
i give her that d
’cause that’s where i was born and raised in (o~o~o~o~o~okay)

[chorus 2: yb (chicago), big sean, & fuzzy jones]
lamborghini mercy (swerve)
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—swerve)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’ (swerve)
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o~o~o~okay), she tryna jerk me (believe, swerve)
lamborghini mercy (swerve)
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—swerve)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’ (swerve)
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o—well—), she tryna jerk me (it is a—swerve)

[post~chorus 1: fuzzy jones & (big sean)]
weeping~and~a~moaning (swerve)
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it (swerve) is a weeping~and~a~mourning (swerve)
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it (swerve) is a when~it~comes~to~my~sound (swerve)
which~is~the~champion sound (swerve)
believe, believe (swerve)
believe, believe (swerve)

[verse 2: pusha t & (yb (chicago))]
yuck
it’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game, hoe
i’m red leather, this cocaine, i’m rick james, hoe
i’m bill~dropping, ms. pac~man, this pill~popping~ass hoe
i’m popping too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
all she want is some heel money
all she need is some bill money
he take his time, he counts it out
i weighs it up
that’s real money
check the neck
check the wrist
them heads turning: that’s exorcist
my audemar’ like mardi gra’
that’s swiss time, and that’s excellence
two~door
preference
roof gone, george jefferson
that white frost on that pound cake
so yo’ duncan hines is irrelevant, whoo
lambo’
murcièlago
she go wherever i go
wherever we go (o~o~o~o~o~okay), we do it pr~nto, it’s like—

[post~chorus 2: fuzzy jones & (big sean)]
weeping~and~a~moaning (swerve)
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it (swerve) is a weeping~and~a~mourning (swerve)
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it (swerve) is a when~it~comes~to~my~sound (swerve)
which~is~the~champion sound (swerve)
believe, believe (swerve)
believe, well, it (swerve) is a

[bridge: fuzzy jones]
weeping~and~a~moaning
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th in the dancehall
and who no have t~~th gwan rub ‘pon them gum’
cuh when it comes to my sound
which is the champion sound
the bugle has blown fi many time’
and it still have one more time left
cuh the amount of stripe weh deh ‘pon our shoulder

[verse 3: kanye west & (2 chainz)]
let the suicide doors up
i threw suicides on the tour bus
i threw suicides on the private jet
you know what that mean, i’m fly da death
i step in def jam building, like, “i’m the sh~t”
tell ’em gimme 50~million or i’ma quit
most rappers’ taste level ain’t at my waist level
turn up the base ’til it’s up~in~yo’~face level
don’t do no press, but
i get the most press, kid
plus, yo, my b~tch make yo’ b~tch look like precious
something ’bout mary, she gone off that molly
now the whole party is melting like dalí
now everybody
is moving they body
don’t sell me
apartment, i’ll move in the lobby (yeah)
n~ggas is loitering just to feel important
you gon’ see lawyers and n~ggas in jordans (2 chainz, okay, now)

[verse 4: 2 chainz, big sean, & yb (chicago)]
catch up da my campaign
coupe the color of mayonnaise
i’m drunk and high at the same time
drinking champagne on the airplane (tell ’em)
spit rounds like a gun range (bah)
beat it up like rampage
hunnid bands
cut cha girl, now your girl need a band~aid? (d~mn)
grade a
a1
chain the color of akon
black diamonds, backpack rhyming
co~signed by louie vuitton (yep)
horsepower
horsepower, all this polo on, i got horsepower
pound of this cost 4,000
now i make it rain, she want more showers
rain (rain)
pouring (pouring)
all my cars is foreign (foreign)
all my broads is foreign (foreign)
money tall like jordan (o~o~o~o~o~okay)

[chorus 2: yb (chicago), big sean, & fuzzy jones]
lamborghini mercy (swerve)
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—swerve)
i’m in that two~seat lambo’ (swerve)
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o~o~o~okay), she tryna jerk me (believe, swerve)
lamborghini mercy (swerve)
yo’ chick, she so thirsty (i~i—swerve)
i’m (believe) in that two~seat lambo’ (believe, swerve)
wit’ cho’ girl (o~o~o—believe, well—), she tryna jerk me (believe, it is a—swerve)

[outro: fuzzy jones]
weeping~and~a~moaning
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it is a weeping~and~a~mourning
and~a~gnashing~of t~~th
it is a when~it~comes~to~my~sound
which~is~the~champion sound
believe, believe
believe, believe (‘eve, believe)

4. all me 4:32

[chorus 1: drake & 2 chainz]
got everything, i got everything
i cannot complain, i cannot
i don’t even know how much i really made, i forgot
it’s a lot
f~ck that, never mind what i got
n~gga, don’t watch that ’cause i—
came up, that’s all me
stay true, that’s all me (yeah)
no help, that’s all me
all me for real (for real)
came up, that’s all me (haha)
stay true, that’s all me (2 chainz)
no help (2 chainz), that’s all me
all me for real

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
money on my mind? you should think the same
j’s on (yeah)
pinky ring
d~gg~ng these hoes, i need quarantine
in the same league, but we~on’t ball the same
oh
she want all the fame (want all the fame)
i hear that sh~t all the time (all the time)
she said she love me
i said:
“baby girl, fall in line”, okay
made a
million
off a
dinner
fork
watch me
switch it up
walked in:
“ill n~gga alert
ill n~gga alert” (d~mn)
you need that work? i got that work, got b~tches in my condo (no)
just bought a shirt that cost a mercedes~benz car note (tell ’em)
from the a
to toronto, we let the metal go off
and my d~ck
so
hard, it make the metal detector go off
this that sauce
this that dressing
givenchy
n~gga, god bless you
if
having a bad b~tch was a crime, i’d be arrested (true, be arrested)

[chorus 1: drake]
got everything, i got everything
i cannot complain, i cannot
i don’t even know how much i really made, i forgot
it’s a lot
f~ck that, never mind what i got
n~gga, don’t watch that ’cause i—
came up, that’s all me
stay true, that’s all me
no help, that’s all me
all me for real (for real)
came up, that’s all me
stay true, that’s all me
no help, that’s all me
all me for (i) real

[verse 2: drake]
touched down in ’86
knew i was the man by the age of six
i even f~cked the girl who used to babysit
but that was years later on some crazy sh~t, i heard cha new sh~t
n~gga hated it
daman wayans, homie, don’t play that sh~t
i get paid a lot, chu get paid a bit
and my latest sh~t is like a greatest hits, godd~mn
ain’t no wishing over on this side
y’all~on’t f~ck with us? then we~on’t f~ck wit’ ch’all
it’s no different over on this side, godd~mn
should i listen a everybody or myself?
’cause myself just told myself:
“you’re the motherf~cking man, you~on’t need no help”
cashing checks
and i’m bigging up my chest
y’all keep talking ’bout who next, but i’m about as big as it gets
i swear y’all just wasting y’all breath
i’m the light~skinned keith sweat
i’ma make it last forever
it’s not cho’ turn ’cause i ain’t done yet
look, just understand that i’m on a roll like cottonelle
i was made for all of this sh~t
and i’m on the road, box office sales
i’m getting paid for all of this sh~t
ask you da please excuse my table manners
i was making room for the table dancers
’cause if we judging off your advances
then i just got paid like eight advances, godd~mn

[chorus 2: drake & (big sean)]
got everything, i got everything
i cannot complain, i cannot
i don’t even know how much i really made, i forgot
it’s a lot
f~ck that, never mind what i got
n~gga, don’t watch that ’cause i—
came up, that’s all me
stay true, that’s all me
no help, that’s all me
all me for real
came up, that’s all me
stay true (god), that’s all me

[verse 3: big sean & big sean]
hoe, shut the f~ck up
i got way too much on my mental
i learned from what i’ve been through
i’m finna do what i didn’t do
and still waking up like the rent’s due (god)
not complicated, it’s simple
i got s~xy ladies, a whole benz~full (skrrt)
and, to them hoes, i’m e’rything
e’rything but gentle
but i still take my time (time)
man, i guess i’m just old fashioned
wearing retro sh—, that’s old fashioned
n~gga, see what i’m saying, no closed caption
i paint pics, see the sh~t
good s~x, need a hit
keep a broad
on the flo’
year ’round like season tickets, i plead the fifth
drink a fifth
load the .9, leave ya split
in the half
smoke a half, need a zip
my new girl is on glee and sh~t
prolly making mo’ money than me and sh~t
i swear da god i got 99 problems, but a b~tch ain’t one (no)
i got 99 problems, getting rich ain’t one (no)
like i got trust issues
i’m sorry for the people i’ve pushed out
i’m the type da have a bulletproof condom
and still gotta pull out
but that’s just me, and i ain’t perfect
i ain’t a saint, but i am worth it
if it’s one thing, i am worth it
n~ggas still hating, but it ain’t working (ain’t working)
lil’ b~tch (b~tch)

5. no problem 5:06

[intro: haha davis & chance the rapper]
you don’t want zero problems, big fella
yep (yep)
i
if

[refrain: chance the rapper]
one more label try da stop me
it’s gon’ be some dread~head n~ggas in your lobby
huh, huh

[chorus 1: chance the rapper]
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me
bih
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh
haha
just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
there go chano riding through the streets, they be like, “there he go”
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me
bih
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh
haha
just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
there go chano riding through the streets, they be like, “there he go”

[verse 1: chance the rapper & (chance the rapper & lil wayne)]
ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hand’
counting benji’ while we meeting, make ’em shake my other hand
huh
milly rocking, scooping all the blessings out my lap
b~tch, i know you tried a cheat, you shoulda never took a nap
hey
f~ck wrong wit’ chu? what chu were thinking?
f~ck you thought it wa’?
you talk that talk that make a lame~a’ n~gga fall in love
not me, though
b~tch, you can keep those
bruh, i’m at cha head like craig did deebo
don’t tweak, bro
it’s never sweet, hoe
my shooters come for free, so (if)

[refrain: chance the rapper & lil wayne]
one more label try da stop me
it’s gon’ be some dread~head n~ggas in your lobby
huh, huh

[chorus 2: chance the rapper & 2 chainz]
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (you don’t)
bih
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh (yep)
haha
pull up (i) in the new (i) thing, i’m (i) like: (i)
you~(i)~on’t want (i) no problem (i), want no problem (i) wit’ me
bih (yep)
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh
haha (yeah)
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me
bih (yep)
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ (i) me, huh (i)
haha (i, i, i, i, i, i, 2 chainz)
they be like, “there he go” (you old—there he go)

[verse 2: 2 chainz & chance the rapper]
petey pablo, take your shirt off
wave ’round your head like a helicopter
i ain’t put enough weed in the blunt
all ya do is smoke tobacco
where the h~ll ya get that from?
yeezy said he ain’t made them
my nig’ chasing bounty hunters
and getting chased by their baby mamas (tell ’em)
my first tat was on my stomach
got a pocket full of money (money)
and a mind full of ideas
some of this sh~t may sound weird
inside of the maybach
look like it came out of ikea
run sh~t like diarrhea (true)
big yacht, no power steering (yeah, ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
aye, aye, captain (aye, aye, captain, ooh)
i’m high, captain (i’m high, captain, a~alright)
i’m so high (i’m so high)
me and god dapping (alright, ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
this i’ my blessing (yeah)
this i’ my passion
school of hard knocks
i took night classes

[chorus 3: 2 chainz & chance the rapper, chance the rapper, & 2 chainz]
you~on’t (don’t) want no problem, want no problem wit’ me
bih (yeah)
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ (yeah) me, huh (yep)
haha
pull up (i) in the new (i) thing, i’m (i) like: (i, i, i, i, i)
they be like, “there he go”

[verse 3: lil wayne & (chance the rapper)]
uh
i got problems bigger than thee boys
yeah
my deposits, they be on steroids
lord
free the carter, n~ggas need the carter
sacrificing everything, i feel like jesus carter
hold up
i got this sewed up
my soda poured up
my woes up
i’m flipping those bucks, they doing toe tucks
i rolled up
and let the smoke puff
i lay down, toes up
hold up
get too choked up when i think of old stuff
move on
put my goons on, they kidnap newborns
in the streets, my face a coupon
her p~ssy too warm
all these b~tches come da do harm
just bought a new charm
f~ck the watch, i buy a new arm, you lukewarm
i’m uncle luke with the hoes
pretty b~tches, centerfolds
tippy toes around my crib
in they robes, just they robes
half~a~milli’ in the safe, another in the pillowcase
codeine got me moving slower than a caterpillar race (ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
f~ck wrong wit’ chu? what chu were thinking?
what cha thought it was?
i just popped five percocets and only caught a buzz
and if that label try da stop me
there gon’ be some crazy weezy fans waiting in the lobby
mula, baby

[chorus 1: chance the rapper, lil wayne, & chance the rapper & lil wayne]
you~on’t want no problem, want (yeah) no problem wit’ me (you don’t want no problem)
bih (no)
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh (you don’t want no—)
haha (problem wit’ me)
just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
there go chano riding through (yeah) the streets, they be like, “there he go”
you~on’t (don’t) want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (problem wit’ me)
bih
you~on’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me, huh (problem wit’ me)
haha
just another day (they say so), had a pick up all the mayo (riding with the payo)
there go chano riding through the streets, they be like, “there he go” (ooh~ooh~ooh)

[outro: lil wayne, chance the rapper, & chance the rapper & lil wayne]
you don’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (ooh~ooh~ooh)
you don’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (ooh~ooh~ooh)
you don’t want no problem (they say so), want no problem wit’ me (riding with the payo)
you don’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (they be like, “there he go”, oh, no~oh~oh~oh~oh)
you don’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me (ooh, no~oh~oh~oh~oh)
you don’t want no problem, want no problem wit’ me
they say so, riding with the payo
they be like, “there he go”
there he go

6. birthday song 5:08

[intro: 2 chainz]
yeah (yeah)
birthday
it’s your birthday (if i die)
hah (bury me inside)
uh (the louie sto’)
uh

[chorus: 2 chainz]
they a’ me what i do and who i do it fo’ (yeah)
and how i come up with this sh~t up in the studio (yeah)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (true)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (tell ’em)
when i die
bury me inside the gucci sto’ (tell ’em)
when i die
bury me inside the louie sto’ (true)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (yeah)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (2 chainz, chainz)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
she got a big booty, so i call her “big booty” (booty)
skrrt, skrrt
wrists moving, cooking, getting to it (cooking)
i’m in the kitchen (i’m in the kitchen)
yams everywhere (yams)
ju’ made a juug (ju’ made a juug)
i got bands everywhere (bands)
you the reale’ n~gga breathing if i hold my breath (d~mn)
referee
with a whistle, brrt
hold this tech (bah)
extendo clip (extendo clip)
extendo roll (extendo roll)
when yo’ girl leave me, she need a hair salon (tell ’em)
h~hair weave k!ller going on a trapathon (yeah)
see, i done had mo’ bombs
than pakistan (boom)
dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb (bomb)
see, n~gga
i’m balling
you in will call (true)
when i die
bury me inside the jewelry sto’ (2 chainz)
when i die
bury me inside the truey sto’ (true)
true to my religion, two everything, i’m too different
so when i die
bury me
next to two b~tches (two b~tches)

[verse 2: kanye west]
ah, yeezy, yeezy, how you do it, huh?
it’s my birthday, i deserve da be greedy, huh?
she holding out, she ain’t giving to the needy, huh?
you go downstairs and fall asleep with the tv on
y’all been a ‘gether ten years, you deserve a ménage
‘specially if you put that bmw in a garage
‘specially if you paid a couple payments on her mama crib
went to her niece’s graduation, man, i hate those kids
last birthday, she got chu a new sweater
put it on, give her a kiss and tell her, “do better”
she said, “how ’bout i get chu jewelry from the west~end?”
how ’bout she hit the westin and get her best friend?
hah
i’m joking
i’m just serious
i asked her:
“don’t be acting
like no actress
if we preaching
then we practice
don’t be reaching
don’t be touching sh~t
we in kanye west’s benz
’cause i will turn you back to a pedestrian”
heh?

[chorus: 2 chainz & kanye west]
they a’ me what i do and who i do it fo’ (woah, yeah)
and how i come up with this sh~t up in the studio (woah, yeah)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (true)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (tell ’em)
when i die
bury me inside the gucci sto’ (tell ’em)
when i die
bury me inside the louie sto’ (true)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (yeah)
all i want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

[bridge: 2 chainz & 2 chainz & kanye west]
it’s your birthday (yeah)
it’s your birthday (uh)
bad b~tch contest, you in first place
you in first place
you in first place
bad b~tch contest, you in first place (tell ’em)

[verse 3: 2 chainz & kanye west]
i show up with a check
to ya workplace (uh)
then hand the valet the keys to the merces (d~mn)
tell the dj play yo’ song, this sh~t come on (uh, this sh~t come on)
what i’m seeing from the back? i can’t front on (get cha front on)
they ask me what i do and who i do it fo’ (uh)
when i die
bury me inside the booty club (true)
get it, girl, get it, girl, get it, get it, girl (get it)
i might switch it up
and get cha girl (uh)

[outro 1: 2 chainz]
deuce and ye (deuce and ye)
we like snoop and dre (and dre)
ain’t this your birthday, baby? (baby)
you deserve a coupe da day
woah (woah)

[instrumental]

[outro 2: kanye west]
you in first place
you in first place
bad b~tch contest, you in first place (place)

7. no lie 3:58

[intro: mike will made~it & 2 chainz]
ear drummers
mike will made~it (mike will made~it)
(yeah)
(true)
(2 chainz)
i am

[verse 1: 2 chainz & drake]
smoking on that gas (gas)
life should be on cinemax (cinemax)
movie (movie)
bought my boo bigger tits and a bigger ass (uh)
who he’s?
not i, i smoke strong, that popeye
louie v’s in my archives (archives)
black diamonds, apartheid (d~mn, ‘partheid)
bread up and my top down (down)
on the block with the block out (uh)
hit cha ass with that bla~kow
dope enough da go in yo’ nostril (yeah)
i take your girl and kidnap her (‘nap her)
feed her to my mattress (mattress)
a skeleton in my closet (closet)
it proll’ one dee dead~a’ rappers (tell ’em)
it proll’ one dee p~ssy~a’ n~ggas (n~gga)
don’t try me, i’ll pull that trigger (bah)
got cha car note in my cup (cup)
and your rent in my swisher (true)
that p~ss’ so good, i miss ya (miss ya)
head game’s so vicious (vicious)
and all i get is cheese (cheese)
like i’m taking pictures (uh, yeah)

[chorus: drake & (2 chainz)]
i say, “f~ck ya ‘less i’m wit’ cha”
if i take you out of the picture, i know real n~ggas won’t miss ya
no lie, no lie, no lie~i~e~i~e~i
no lie, no lie, no lie~i~e~i~e~i
real n~ggas say, “word (word)
ye’ ain’t never told no lie
ye’ ain’t never told no lie”
real n~ggas say, “word (word)
ye’ ain’t never told no lie
ye’ ain’t never told no lie”
real n~ggas say, “true (true)
ye’ ain’t never told no lie
ye’ ain’t never told no lie”
that’s a thing i don’t do
nah, i just do it for the n~ggas
that are tryna see a million ‘fore they die
what up?

[verse 2: drake & 2 chainz]
2 chainz & champagne, you want true? that’s true enough (yeah)
forbes list like e’ry year, my office i’ my tour bus (tell ’em)
she came through, she brought food, she got f~cked, she knew wassup
she think i’m the realest out, and i say, “d~mn, that makes two of us” (d~mn)
aw, that look like what’s her name (what’s her name?)
chances are it’s what’s her name (what’s her name?)
chances are if she was acting up, then i f~cked her once and never f~cked again (true)
she could have a grammy, i still treat her ass like a nominee
just need a know what that p~ssy like so one time is fine wit’ me (yeah)
young as an intern (intern)
but money like i built the sh~t
streets talking, they’ll confirm
go ask them who just k!lled the sh~t
stay keeping my cup full so i’m extra charged like a state tax
me and chainz go way back, we don’t talk sh~t, we just state facts
yes, lord (yes, lord)

[verse 3: 2 chainz & drake]
name a n~gga that want some’, i’ll out~rap his ass, out~trap his ass (uh)
put his ass in a plastic bag with he trash’~a’ (trash’~a’)
take him out (yeah, take him out)
bring ’em in, them whole things (them whole things)
2pac without a nose ring (a nose ring)
thug life (thug life)
one wife, a mistress, and a girlfriend
i did what they say i wouldn’t (tell ’em)
went where they say i couldn’t (true)
ysl belt buckle
y’all n~gga’ sure i’ looking (sure i’ looking)
y’all n~gga’ sure i’ lucky (sure i’ lucky)
two chains on my rugby
left hand on that steering wheel (steering wheel)
right hand on that p~ssy (yeah)
uh (uh)

[outro: 2 chainz]
(word)
(word)
(true)

8. i’m different 3:28

[intro: 2 chainz & yg]
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah)
2 chainz (2 chainz, mustard on the beat, hoe)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)
middle finger up to my competition
i’m different, yeah, i’m different (yeah)
i’m different, yeah, i’m different (yeah)
i’m different, yeah, i’m different (true)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
pull up to the scene, but my roof gone (roof gone)
when i leave the scene, bet cha boo gone (boo gone)
and i beat the p~ssy like a new song (boom)
2 chain’, but i got me a few on (tell ’em)
everything hot, skip lukewarm (uh)
tell shawty bust it open, uncle luke on
got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
ion’t feel good, but my trigger hap’ (bah)
bet the stripper hap’
bet they wish they had
and i wish a n~gga would like a kitchen cab’
and me and you are cut from a different fabric
i f~cked her so good, it’s a bad ha’ (d~mn)
b~tch, sit down, ya got a bad at’
gave her the wrong number and a bad addy (true)
you ain’t going nowhere like a bad nav’
ass so big, i told her, “look back at it” (woah)
look back at it (woah)
look back at it (woah)
then i put a fat rabbit on the craftmaitc
i am so high
attic
i am so high like a
addict

[chorus: 2 chainz]
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)
middle finger up to my competition
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different (yeah)
i’m different, yeah, i’m different (uh)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
2 chainz, got cha 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 her belly
when it go in the belly, it ain’t sh~t chu can tell me
uh (uh)
hair long (long)
money long (yeah)
me and broke n~ggas, we don’t get along (nah)
hair long (long)
money long (yeah)
me and broke n~ggas, we don’t get along (tell ’em)
i paid a thousand dollars for my sneakers
ye tol’ ya:
“a hunnid k for a feature”
“e~er
e~er”
sound of the bed (bed)
beat it up
beat it up
then i get some head (head)
well, i might get some head, then i beat it up
ion’t give a f~ck, switch it up
n~gga, live it up (up)
yeah, it’s going down, so, get~get up (up)
might valet~park a brinks truck
(uh)

[break: yg]
mustard on the beat, hoe (mustard on the beat, hoe)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing?)
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)
middle finger up to my competition
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
i’m different, yeah, i’m different
pull up to the scene wit’ my ceiling missing (ceiling missing)

9. beez in the trap 4:30

[intro: nicki minaj]
yo (yo)
man (man)
man (man)
uh (uh)

[chorus: nicki minaj]
b~tches ain’t sh~t
and they ain’t saying nothing
a hunnid motherf~ckers can’t tell me nothing
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
b~tches ain’t sh~t
and they ain’t saying nothing
a hunnid motherf~ckers can’t tell me nothing
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap (man, i’ve been did that)

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
man, i’ve been popped off
and if she ain’t tryna give it up, she get dropped off
let me bust that u~ie
b~tch, bust that open
might spend a couple thou’ just to bust that open
rip it off, no joking
like your name hulk hogan
n~ggas move weight in the south, but live in hoboken
b~tch, i spit that crack
like i’m in that trap
so if you need a hit
then i’m with that bat (bah)

[chorus: nicki minaj & (2 chainz)]
b~tches ain’t sh~t
and they ain’t saying nothing
a hunnid motherf~ckers can’t tell me nothing
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
b~tches ain’t sh~t
and they ain’t saying nothing
a hunnid motherf~ckers can’t tell me nothing (true)
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap (yeah)
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap (2 chainz, okay, now)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
nicki, nicki, nicki
put it in your kidney
got a new ls 450, ain’t no keys in this doohickey
if i weren’t rapping, i’d be trapping
if i weren’t trapping, i’d be pimping
if i weren’t pimping, i’d be getting it
period
i don’t smoke no bobby, but my denim be from ricky (ricky)
got cha girl on molly, and we smoking loud and drinking (drinking)
got my top back so you can see what i’ve been thinking (thinking)
i~if you know me, then you know i’ve been thinking franklin (franklin)
money (money)
thousands (thousands)
true religion trousers (tell ’em)
got a private home, started from them public houses (d~mn)
hair weave k!ller (k!ller)
causing her arousal (true)
audi a8
told ’em, “outtie 5,000”
uh (uh)

[bridge: nicki minaj]
d~mn
d~mn, what they say about me?
ion’t know, man, f~ck is on yo’ biscuit
if i get hit swinging on a big b~tch
ion’t know, man, i’m sh~tting on your whole life
d~mn
d~mn, what they say about me?
ion’t know, man, f~ck is on yo’ biscuit
if i get hit swinging on a big b~tch
ion’t know, man, i’m sh~tting on your whole life

[chorus: nicki minaj]
b~tches ain’t sh~t
and they ain’t saying nothing
a hunnid motherf~ckers can’t tell me nothing
i beez in the trap
bee~beez in the trap
i beez in the trap (uh)
bee~beez (yo) in the trap (man, i’m out in texas)

[verse 3: nicki minaj]
man, i’m out in a~town
then i’m up in chi~town
or miami shutting it down
it’s that new orleans
it’s la or the bay
it’s new york, philly
and the whole dmv
i’m a detroit player
man, it’s north south cack
ohio, pittsburgh
got st. louis on deck
it’s delaware, connecticut
it’s new jersey, got h~lla bricks
it’s queens, brooklyn, and, yeah, they wiling
bronx, harlem, and staten island

10. we own it (fast & furious) 3:48

[intro: wiz khalifa & 2 chainz]
it’s young khalifa, man (man)
2 chain’ (chain’)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
money’s the motivation, money’s the conversation
you on vacation, we getting paid, so
we on paycation, i did it for the fam
it’s whatev’ we had a do, it just who i am
yeah (yeah)
it’s the life i chose (it’s the life i chose)
gunshots in the dark, one eye closed (bah)
and we got it cooking like a one~eyed stove
you can catch me kissing my girl wit’ both eye’ closed (true), yeah
perfecting my passion, thanks for asking
couldn’t slow down, so we had a crash it
you used plastic, we ’bout cash
i see some people ahead that we gon’ pass, yeah (yeah)

[pre~chorus: wiz khalifa]
i never feared death or dying (whoop)
i only fear never trying (whoop)
i am whatever i am
only god can judge me now

[chorus: wiz khalifa & 2 chainz]
one (one)
shot
everything rides on to— (to—)
‘night
even if i got three (three)
strikes
i’ma go for it
this moment (‘ment)
we own it (yeah)
and (and)
i’m
not to be played with
be— (be—)
’cause
it can get dangerous
see (see)
these
people i ride with
this moment (uh)
we own it

[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
and the same ones that i ride wit’
be the same ones that i die wit’
put it all out on the line wit’
if ya looking for me, you can find wi’
in the new car or the crown wit’
my new broad, that’s a fine chick
ain’t no other squad i’m down wit’
ain’t no way around it
what cha say? tell me, what cha say?
working hard, repping for my dawgs
do this every day
taking off, looking out for all
making sure we ball
like the mob, all ya do is call
catch me if ya fall, young khalifa

[pre~chorus: wiz khalifa]
i never feared death or dying (whoop)
i only fear never trying (whoop, uh)
i am whatever i am
only god can judge me now

[chorus: wiz khalifa & 2 chainz]
one (one)
shot
everything rides on to— (to—)
‘night
even if i got three (three)
strikes
i’ma go for it
this moment (‘ment)
we own it (yeah)
and (and, i ride or die for mine)
i’m
not to be played with
be— (be—)
’cause
it can get dangerous
see (see, i ride or die for love)
these
people i ride with
this moment (yeah, here we go)
we own it (yeah)

[verse 3: 2 chainz & (wiz khalifa)]
this the biggest day of my life, we got big guns
been graduated from knives, it’s the
day in the life, and i’m ready da ride, got the
spirit, i’m feeling like a k!ller inside, uh
financial outbreak, i’m free, but i ain’t out yet
riding with the plug so i’m close to the outlet
at the red light, rims sitting offset
i look better on yo’ girl (uh) than her outfit

[verse 4: wiz khalifa]
stuck to the plan (plan)
always said that we would stand up, never ran (ran)
we the fam, and loyalty never change up (chup)
been down since day one, look at where we came from
jumping out on anybody who try da say some’
one thing about it: got a problem? i got the same one (one)
money rolls, we fold (fold)
plenty clubs we closed (closed)
follow the same code (code)
never turn our backs, our cars don’t even lose control (uh)

[outro: wiz khalifa & 2 chainz]
hahahahaha (hahahahaha)
uh (uh)
this moment (‘ment)
we own it
i ride or die for mine
i’m ride~or~die material
one life da live, so, here we go
this moment
we own it

11. rich as f~ck 3:44

[intro: lil wayne]
uh

[verse 1: lil wayne]
ak on my nightstand
right next to that bible
but i swear, with these 50 shots
i’ll shoot it out with five~o
pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers, no lipo
money talks, bullsh~t walks on a motherf~cking tightrope
and i make that p~ssy tap out
i knock that p~ssy out cold
n~gga, you get beat the cr~p out
but that’s just how the dice roll
these hoes want that hosepipe
so i give all these hoes pipe
she get on that d~ck and stay on
all night, like porch lights, let do it
f~ck talking
we out here, we balling
and i’m spraying at these rusty n~ggas like w—
‘d~40
we f~cked up, we truk’ed up, no if, ands, or but f~cks
b~tch n~ggas go
behind your back like nunchucks, and that’s f~cked up
but my hoes down, my cups up, my n~ggas down for whatever
thee b~tches think they’re too fly?
well
tell them hoes i pluck feathers
i’m tunechi
young tunechi
i wear trukfit
f~ck gucci
she blowing kisses at me with her p~ssy lips
smooches, and that’s 2 chainz

[chorus 1: 2 chainz, lil wayne, & 2 chainz & lil wayne]
look at chu (woah)
now, look at us
all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (yeah)
all my n~ggas live rich as f~ck (yeah)
all~all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (yeah)
look at chu (look at chu)
now, look at us (now, look at us)
all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (b~tch)
all my~all my n~ggas live rich as f~ck (you hoe~ass bi—)
all my~all~all my ni— (uh)
never

[verse 2: lil wayne]
talk to the cops, i don’t speak pig latin
i turned a penny to a motherf~cking janet jackson
tell the b~tches that be hating i ain’t got no worries
i just wanna hit~and~run like i ain’t got insurance
hoe
what’s your name? what’s your sign? zodiac k!ller
all rats gotta die, even master splinter
yeah
murder, 187
i be k!lling them b~tches, i hope all dogs go da heaven, and i got xanax
percocet, promethazine with codeine
call me mr. sandman
i’m selling all these hoes dreams
got a white girl with big titties
flat ass, tv screen
i keep a bad b~tch
call me the b.b. king
and ya know i got that mouth out her
then put the b~tch out like a house fire
i’m k!lling these hoes like michael myers
i eat that cat just like a lion
and i can’t trust none of these n~ggas
can’t trust none of these hoes
and i see yo’ girl
when i want
i got that hoe tivo’d
uh, got a red~ass b~tch with a red~ass p~ssy
n~gga try me, that’s a dead~ass p~ssy
since y’all motherf~ckers so blind to the fact
to tell you the truth, ion’t care who’s looking
all i know is i love my b~tch
and p~ssy feel just like heaven on earth
six~feet deep, d~ck~shoveling the dirt
r.i.p.:
rest in p~ssy
light that sh~t, then pass that sh~t
we gon’ get so smoked out
and then i went, got locked up
every night, i dreamt i broke out
one time for them p~ssy n~ggas
that’s that sh~t i don’t like
we eating over here, n~gga
f~ck around and have a food fight, and that’s 2 chainz

[chorus 2: 2 chainz, lil wayne, & 2 chainz & lil wayne]
look at chu (uh)
now, look at us (yeah)
all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (what?)
all my n~ggas live rich as f~ck (what?)
all~all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (yeah)
look at chu (ayy, f~ck all y’all b~tches, straight up)
now, look at us (any b~tch out there that ain’t never wanna give me no p~ssy)
all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck (f~ck you in your assh0l~, b~tch)
all my~all my n~ggas live rich as f~ck
all my~all~all my n~ggas look rich as f~ck

[outro: lil wayne]
and yo’ n~gga a hoe

12. sacrifices 5:08

[intro: drake]
wrote this sh~t

[verse 1: drake]
january 21
baby girl, i had a run
i’ll be back a couple months
kendall turned 21
was up the street wit’ 21
they could see me online
but they won’t see me on the ones
i got dubai plates
in the california state
i got her waiting at my place
i got no baby on the way
i’m talking baby like stunna
i’m talking baby like face
lost millions in the past
i’m talking maybe like eight
couple n~ggas from the city, wishing on a star, could they be like drake
sorry, no, not today
you gotta find your own way
big dawg from the 6ix
my sh~t be raw out the gate
ion’t need another take
40 got house on the lake
i ain’t know we had a lake
she complaining how i’m late
i ain’t know it was a date
n~ggas see me in person, first thing they say i’, “i know ya need a break”
h~ll nah, i feel great
ready now, why wait?
like a kiss from a rose, i could be the one da seal your whole fate
so be careful what cha think
think about what cha gon’ say
gotta deal with people straight
i got my 23’s laced
it’s a marathon, not a sprint, but i still gotta win the race
yeah (yeah)

[chorus: drake]
and i’m convinced
i make sacrifices, i’ve been balling ever since
we seeing so many blessing’, sh~t don’t make no sense
someone watching over us, so shout goes out da him
yeah (yeah)
i’m convinced (‘vinced)
i make sacrifices, i’ve been balling ever since
yeah, i did some wrong, i had no choice in my defense
someone watching over us, so shout goes out da—

[verse 2: 2 chainz & 2 chainz]
2 chainz, i’m a real one
few shows, that’s a mil’ run
when she bust it down, i said, “thanks for giving to me”, like a pilgrim
cold world’ll be chilling
earm~ffs on the children
used to trap out the hilton
got wood on the cartiers
that’s a face full of splinters
count a bankroll for dinner
this the wrong place da enter
phone s~x, yeah, for breakfast
all kinda women text us
met her at the super bowl
told her i’d stayed down the street from texas (whoo)
a~town, i stayed down
yeah, it’s all in the wrist (skrrt)
this one here out the fence
trap jumping like tha carter
mean it jumping like vince
moved on from the election
introduced her to the plug
can’t believe they tried a take the connection
ooh, girl, you a blessing
fine a’, be finessing
yeah, i love my fans, but i don’t wanna take pictures in the restroom
drench god with the 6 god
point guard and the two guard
pretty girls like trap music, so i woke up with my wood hard (wood hard)

[chorus: drake & young thug]
and i’m convinced
i make sacrifices, i’ve been balling ever since
we seeing so many blessing’, sh~t don’t make no sense
someone watching over us, so shout goes out da him
yeah (yeah)
i’m convinced (‘vinced)
i make sacrifices, i’ve been balling ever since
yeah, i did some wrong, i had no choice in my defense
someone watching over us, so shout goes out da— (i was stealing from a b~tch, slime)

[verse 3: young thug & young thug]
back when i wa’ 21 (facts)
my favorite gun was a sig (.9)
20 in the clip, head one (no c~cking)
growing up, i was a running back
you’d never made me ran once (godd~mn)
i got shot, sweat started running
that sh~t wa’ red like hunt (ketchup)
i’m kicking, pimping like i punt (beat it)
but, don’t cha think sh~t’s sweet?
i’m talking sweet, dear meat (ooh)
i’m talking suite, like he sleep (like he sleep)
we ain’t doing too much talking (nah)
i’m talmbout talking like a speech (election)
like the president, i k!ll ’em neat (scammers)
i’m talking neat like freak
i’m talking neat like fleek
i’m talking neat like a geek (yeah)
you come with beef, i eat a b
i’m talking bees, spelling b (sheesh)
double~r, that’s a rolls (skrrt)
paint it yellow like it’s dairy
i’m talking rose like derrick
i’m talking rolls like a belly (whoo)
like a new car, i got new keys
tryna score the bucket like a chevy seat (chevy seat)
then i heard they’ve been pulling all week (all week)
i’ma use her name, like, “who is he?”
you get it? haha
i said i’ma use a name, like, “who is he?”
got some gold on, leprechaun, sheesh
deep sleep short for deceased
big bezel on the patty (whoo)
i’m talking padi, i meant patek
don’t try da take it, i got guns
i’m talking guns, not pellets (pellet)
i watch the game from the floor (floor seats)
i’m talking wood, first mattress
i’m talking wood, pants down (pants down)
i’m talking woods like them clowns (you get it?)
i got my mink off a monkey
i’m talking monkey like jumanji (hrr)
all your diamonds partly sunny
i’m talking sunny like d. sunny (sunny delight)
my diamonds wet, it cost me money
i’m talking wet like it’s running (sank)
i’m talking wet like katrina (new orleans)
i’m talking wet like dasani
huh (i’m talking wet like dasani)

13. 3500 7:42

[intro: future & travis scott]
the bandana wrapped ’round your head
the bandana wrapped ’round your head
f~ck n~ggas, they scared (f~ck n~ggas, they scared)
ain’t n0body triller than me
ain’t n0body triller than scott
ain’t n0body trill, man, i’m taking they spot
yah (yah, ooh)
thee n~ggas is scared

[verse 1: travis scott]
(30’s in the city moving slow)
ladies, order up the champagne, a whole lot of it (yeah, only real n~ggas keep ya float)
paink!llers, ain’t got back pain, know ya gotta love it (yeah)
tings out in ny, they in my hallways, i got a lobby of ’em (only trill n~ggas i know)
up~and~down wit’ chase, monday nights, we made a hobby of it (alright, 30’s in the city moving slow)
still down with the same dawgs, man, they never loved us (only real n~ggas keep ya float)
gave my n~ggas all gold chains to remind me of it (‘mind me of it, yeah, only trill n~ggas i know)
we’re still holding that old thing, tryna rob me of it (oh, no)
one time for the trill b~tches that’ll let me touch it (score, 30’s in the city moving slow)
i’m papi though, they get it popping with me when i’m out in public (straight up)
flying through, i got a young ‘yoncé with a iggy on her (iggy on her, yeah, only trill n~ggas i know)
me and metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it (lot of it, whoo)
all these cups and d~mn, all these hoes, thee n~ggas up da something (oh)
touch down out in h~town, there, it might get ugly (whoo)
it’s trill, n~gga, where it’s trill n~ggas, a whole army of ’em (whoo, only trill n~ggas i know)
i run the check up, i’m a hot n~gga, don’t turn my ‘countant on me (yeah)
free rowdy, rowdy, free bobby, bobby, them the shmurda homies, good (d~mn) lord (good lord)
(good lord, ooh)

[chorus: travis scott]
30’s in the city moving slow
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
30’s in the city moving slow
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know

[verse 2: future & travis scott]
smoke wit’ me, drank wit’ me, lean like i’m clark
copping a wraith, then i throw it in park
you n~ggas some marks, and you ain’t got no heart
i know lil’ one gon’ come with that a and that r (only trill n~ggas i know)
i know lil’ one gon’ come with that a and that r
i’m coming, i’m dripping, i’m fiending (i’m coming, i’m dripping, i’m fiending)
i’m not from this planet
i was abandoned
trill n~ggas, real n~ggas, popping them pill n~ggas
stack up a mil’, n~gga, like it’s a lil’ n~gga
this for the one who gon’ load up that k for me
this for the ones that ran off and didn’t wait on me
this for the n~ggas ran off and didn’t wait on me
this for ya, b~tch, you ran off and didn’t wait on me (only trill n~ggas i know)
hood n~gga, f~ck all that red carpet sh~t
hood n~gga, i f~ck a red carpet b~tch
i put a rolls and a royce on my wrist
you can smell promethazine when i p~ss
i pray da god, he bring me actavis
ain’t n0body triller than metro, ain’t n0body triller than scooter
hop on the private, i do it
take all the mollies, i do it
the bentley put up wit’ no mileage, i do it
these styrofoams wit’ me legitimate
i’m proudly downing these percocets
we just wanna be stoners lately, i’ve been on, on, on
this money an option, this weed is a option, this lean is a option
yo’ b~tch is a option, her b~tch is a option
i send ’em through auctions (i send ’em through auctions)
you paying that price for that punani
this gold on my neck is a new grammy (lord)

[chorus: travis scott & 2 chainz]
30’s in the city moving slow
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
30’s in the city moving slow
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know (yeah)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know (2 chainz, my)

[verse 3: 2 chainz & travis scott]
bathtub the size of swimming pools
backstroke da my children room
maybach in the living room (ooh)
i spent racks on these tennis shoes (tell ’em)
n~ggas know what i’m finna do
time for me da put the mink up (i did)
forgiattos on the brinks truck
my favorite rapper drove a pink truck (k!ll)
i do sh~t that cha dreamed of
i wa’ born with a mean mug (d~mn)
i wa’ born wit’ some nappy hair
drinking breast milk out a lean cup
tity boi’s my alias (yeah)
real n~ggas my radius (yeah, only trill n~ggas i—)
trill n~ggas on the song wit’ me
if she bad as h~ll, i’ll pay the babysitter (i will)
in a black mercedes with her (err)
doing about 180 with her (err)
i wa’ born a hustler
a paraphernalia in my baby pictures
resident, all elegant (elegant)
leather sh~t in my front yard (swear)
tv by my swimming pool (swear)
got that built like a sports bar (ayy)
chevelle with the new motor (err)
got the bih like a sports car (yeah)
yeah, my name i’ tity boi (boom)
ion’t f~ck wit’ hoe’ that wear sports bras (nah)
crib bigger than ya ‘magination
call the trap house the gas station (i did)
call mama house the jag station (haha)
emoji
sad faces (haha, sh~t, god)
look at thee n~ggas (look)
i need a buy pocketbooks for these n~ggas (show)

[chorus: travis scott & 2 chainz]
30’s in the city moving slow (punk~a’ n~ggas)
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat (35~hunnid)
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (real sh~t only here, keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know (nah, for real)
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know (nah, for real)
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know (nah, for real)
only trill n~ggas i know (35)
only~(not me)~only~only trill n~ggas i know (boom, uh)
30’s in the city moving slow
30~30~35~hunnid for the coat
only~only~only real n~ggas keep ya float (keep ya float)
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know
only trill n~ggas i know
only~only~only trill n~ggas i know

[bridge: future & travis scott]
ain’t n0body triller than me
ain’t n0body triller than scott
ain’t n0body trill, man, i’m taking they spot
yah, we ride on a yacht (we ride on a yacht)
yeah, ain’t n0body triller than metro, ain’t n0body triller than scooter
ain’t n0body triller, we knew it, ain’t n0body triller, we knew it
pour up in h~town, them n~ggas don’t play ’round like jas and jr
(only real n~ggas keep it float)
say, “f~ck all the rumors”, say, “f~ck all the rumors” (only trill n~ggas i know)
say, “f~ck all the rumors”, say, “f~ck all the rumors” (only trill n~ggas i know)
say, “f~ck all the rumors”, say, “f~ck all the rumors”

[instrumental outro]

14. big bank 3:58

[verse 1: yg]
my b~tch drive an all~white range (white range)
couldn’t hit it if you n~ggas had aim (had aim)
lames can’t call, and you a lame (you a lame)
you had it, then you lost it, hall of shame (hall of shame)
i can buy a bentley, don’t talk to me (don’t talk to me)
for a show 150, don’t talk to me (don’t talk to me)
you ain’t never helped your mans, don’t talk to me (don’t talk to me)
you just follow all the trends, don’t talk to me (don’t talk to me)
ayy
i set the bar, i’m the f~cking bar (f~cking bar)
look in the sky, i’m a f~cking star (f~cking star)
i don’t fall in love ’cause i be loving hard (i be loving hard)
do e’rything like my shirt
extra large (extra large)
i don’t care, i’ll crash a ghost (ghost)
i got cribs in two states, i’ll be doing the most (i’ll be doing the most)
i got white folks’ money that i won’t blow (that i won’t blow)
and if you ask why, ’cause the white folks don’t (the white folks don’t)

[chorus 1: yg & (2 chainz)]
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
type of money, you gon’ need a safe
type of money, you gon’ need a bank
from the hood, it’s type of money, make ya stay awake
type of money, she gon’ let cha put it in your face
big bank take lil’ bank (yah)
bank
big bank take lil’ bank
bank

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
everything proper, no propaganda
tropicana goyard bandana
big sack, a lotta hoes like santa
threw a birthday party in a phantom
big sh~t like a dinosaur did it
and ya know tity shining like acrylic
yeah, i sold dope and had cornrows
i can see you n~gga’ hating with the door closed
now i’m looking for a glove with the sparkle on it
and my cbcd got chocolate on it
big bank take small~ass sh~t
bank account on some tall~ass sh~t
attitude on some “f~ck you too”
bankroll on, “what it do, boo?”
meet me at the room, let vibe
and if i ain’t did it yet, i’ll try

[chorus 2: yg & big sean & yg]
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
type of money, you gon’ need a safe
type of money, you gon’ need a bank
from the hood, it’s type of money, make ya stay awake
type of money, she gon’ let cha put it in your face
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank

[verse 3: big sean, yg, & big sean & labritney]
she (bank) said, “what cha gon’ do if i leave?”
i said, “b~tch, i’ma do me” (me)
b~i~g, b~tch, everything zoomed in (zoom)
big bag on me looking like i’m moving in (god)
got my foot in the door and we still here (here)
i’m a first generation millionaire
i (here) broke the curse in my family not having sh~t
i’m passionate like girls that’s after more than just cash and d~ck
feed me to the wolves, now i lead the pack and sh~t
chu (d~mn) boys all cap, i’m more colin kaepernick (cap)
i’m rare as affordable healthcare (oh, god)
or going da wealth from welfare (god, god)
i turn my w’s to m’s, yeah, i flip those (those)
i might buy her red bottoms with the crypto (‘to)
three coins, that’ll pay ya whole semester (swerve, swerve)
but cha gotta ride it better than a tesla

[chorus 1: yg, big sean, & nicki minaj]
big bank take lil’ bank
bank (lil’ b~tch)
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
type of money, you gon’ need a safe
type of money, you gon’ need a bank
from the hood, it’s type of money, make ya stay awake
type of money, she gon’ let cha put it in your face
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank (uh~oh)
bank

[verse 4: nicki minaj]
back again
back~to~back, maybach, stack the m’s
told ’em i met slim shady, bagged a em
once he go black, he’ll be back again
tell ’em hoes that it’s crunch time, abdomen
yes, i cop mad chanel and mad given’
she did it again, imagine them
’bout to make these bum b~tches mad again (haha, uh~oh)
back to them
i lead the pack so my back’s to them
yup, the queen’s back, what’s happening?
rerun, ’bout to make these b~tches rap again (rrr, uh)
diamond chain on my ankle
young money in the cut like a shank, though
tell t.i.p. rubber bands in my bankroll (mmm, roll)
show my ass like a stank hoe

[chorus 1: yg]
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
type of money, you gon’ need a safe
type of money, you gon’ need a bank
from the hood, it’s type of money, make ya stay awake
type of money, she gon’ let cha put it in your face
big bank take lil’ bank
bank
big bank take lil’ bank
bank

15. ali bomaye 6:14

[intro: the game & 2 chainz]
get my people out them chains, n~gga
i mean handcuffs
time da man up
put my hands up?
f~ck you saying, bruh?
’cause i’m a black man
in a phantom
or is it ’cause my windows tinted?
car cost 3~hunnid~thou’ and i blow indo in it (2 chainz)
you mad ’cause your daughter f~ck with me on spring break?
well (well)
i’ma f~ck her ’til (yeah) the springs break

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
roll another one ’cause i’m winning
in my fo’~do’, looking real photogenic
gentleman attire, in threads that won’t expire
i’m in a class of my own, my teacher got fired
money getting long, p~ssy rate, keep rising
versace outfit cost me 3,000
from the p houses, did it from the wee hours
selling that chicken, no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour
first, you get the power
then, you get respect
i’m getting so much money, i can buy your b~tch
take it how ya wanna
if you wanna take it
i like clubs where all the women working naked
fell in love with a waitress, what the f~ck i’m thinking?
b~bought that hoe a ring
it was for her pinky
uh
that’s pimping, that’s sl!ck
got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent, uh

[verse 2: the game, french montana, & 2 chainz]
f~ck y’all mad at me fo’? got a black card and a black phantom
with a white b~tch in idaho, i do the same thing in (montana)
got a thick b~tch in atlanta, got a redbone in the chi
got two chains, they two~tone, 2~hunnid racks, no lie (true)

[chorus 1: the game]
ali bomaye
ali bomaye
i’m ’bout da rumble in the jungle in these new kanye’s
ali bomaye
ali bomaye
my lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case

[verse 3: the game]
f~ck y’all mad at me fo’, ’cause my belt got two g’s on it?
her bag got two c’s on it? my daughter’s stroller got d’s on it?
woah (woah)
free big meech, free boosie, and c~murder
like new orleans, like baltimore, come da compton, you’ll see murders
and my ar see murders
that’s beef, n~gga, no burgers
i’m insane and you usain, n~gga better turn on them burners
got coke swimming in that glass jar, b~tch, go turn on them burners
got dope da sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail
you a b~tch n~gga, no female, i smack n~ggas, sprewell
i’m on the block like d12, i got the white, no d~12
like a lil’ n~gga in africa, i was born toting that k
and that’s real sh~t, no will smith and no nona gaye
but they yelling:

[chorus 2: the game & (jessica gomes)]
“ali bomaye
ali bomaye
thank god that a n~gga seen another day
ali bomaye
ali bomaye
got a chopper and a bottle (m~m~m~maybach music), f~ck it, let ’em spray”

[verse 4: rick ross]
i take my case to trial
hire the dream team
robbie kardashian, johnnie cochran, i seen things
i dream big
i think sharp
inhale smoke
hawaiian tree bark
humble yourself, you not a g, keep it one wit’ chaself
run a n~ggas for help, favors? i keep one on the shelf
i got rifles wit’ lasers
swing it just like the majors
hit chu right above navel
now you swimming in pavement
gold medals on my neck, i call it michael phelps
hoes settling for less, i call ’em bottom shelf
n~ggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all
on the road to the riches, b~tches not tagging along

[verse 5: the game]
unless it’s ass in a thong
hit that ass and i’m gone
disrespect my n~gga boss and i’m flashing the chrome
i’m waving the tec
tity spraying the mac
extendos in the back, gonna lap
i got a b~tch that look like laila ali sitting in my lap
got a call from skateboard, pick ’em up at lax
speaking skateboards, where tune at? f~ck with him
i’ll break a skateboard on a n~gga back, 2 chainz

[verse 6: 2 chainz]
skateboard on a n~gga track
no lie:
“no lie” already got a plaque
mama got a house
daughter got accounts
just to think a n~gga like me started with a ounce (bad b~tches and d~boys, we bring ’em out)
if them n~ggas p~ssy
we douche ’em
we clean ’em out
this the voice of ghetto intelligence if you got work
go da work, don’t work at cho’ residence

[verse 7: the game & 2 chainz]
for presidents
word to muhammad, that triple~beam is heaven~sent
riding through the jungles in that motherf~cking elephant
that’s a gray ghost (gray ghost)
with the ears on it
swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (tell ’em)
you know i got that work on the foreman grill (foreman grill)
weigh the motherf~ckers in, made another mil’ (made another mil’)
got a n~gga feeling like cassius clay
thrilla in manilla, n~gga want it, whip his ass today

[chorus 2: the game]
ali bomaye
ali bomaye
thank god that a n~gga seen another day
ali bomaye
ali bomaye
got a chopper and a bottle, f~ck it, let ’em spray

16. plug walk (remix) 6:38

[intro: gucci mane, rich the kid, & thelabcook]
it’s gucci
richie, haha
1017
rich forever
burr
ion’t even know how much my wrist cost, haha
ayy
ayy (thelabcook)
ayy

[chorus: rich the kid]
plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (huh? what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ b~tch)
50k, you can come and book a n~gga for a plug walk

[verse 1: rich the kid]
you can’t reach me (what?)
sp~ce coupe like e.t. (e.t.)
it’s the plug tryna call me (skrrt~skrrt)
i was up trapping early in the morning (plug)
ooh
on my wave like a durag (durag)
p~ssy n~gga calling for his boo back (p~ssy)
plug walk, gucci on my shoe racks (gucci)
walk up in the house (ta~ta~ta~ta, where the stove at? ’til i ran into the plug, ’til i ran into—)
’til i ran into the mud (to the mud)
i done ran into some racks, i done ran into your girl (to your girl)
why the plug show me love? (show me love)
i done came up from a dub (huh?)

[verse 2: rich the kid]
big ol’ bentley, it’s a sp~ceship (woah)
call me on my phone, ion’t say sh~t (what?)
i make money when i talk (when i talk)
i’m a boss, take a loss (i’m a what?)
i can introduce you to the plug (to the plug)
b~tch, this ain’t no henny in my cup (lil’ b~tch)
stayed down, now the racks up (racks up)
she gon’ let me f~ck, ass up (ass up, plug)
i stuck kis in the louie v (louie v)
f~ck 12, i’m a g, ain’t no stopping me (ain’t no stopping me)
and my wrist is on overseas (drip)
rich n~gga, you can’t talk to me (ayy, rich)

[chorus: rich the kid & gucci mane]
plug (heh) walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (richie, haha, huh? what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (no, pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (heh, ooh, heh, ooh, lil’ b~tch)
50k, you can come and book a n~gga for a plug walk

[verse 3: rich the kid]
20k, that ain’t sh~t da me (that ain’t sh~t da me)
get cha knocked off for some groceries (hah, what?)
might pull up to your show and spray the scenery (rrah)
like, “f~ck it, it’s gon’ have da be a tragedy” (a tragedy)
ooh, and tell my 50, get the strap (get the strap)
n~ggas hating ’cause i’m rich, i grab the mac (i grab the mac)
you can’t trust a b~tch, gon’ stab ya in your back (in your back)
i’m too rich to give a f~ck, and that’s a fact (rich, plug)
i’m too busy counting dividends (dividends)
she was talking sh~t about me, f~ck the b~tch again (i f~cked the b~tch again)
he ain’t count a million (million)
load the clip again (huh?)
racks on me, ’cause the plug, that my best friend

[chorus: rich the kid & gucci mane]
plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (huh? what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, heh, skrrt, skrrt)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (go, ooh, ooh, lil’ b~tch, fire, skrrt)
50k, you can come and book (go) a n~gga for a plug walk (get the pot in new york)

[verse 4: gucci mane]
let the fork do the talk (skrrt)
gucci mane, i murder man (rrah), i get cha lined in the chalk
million~dollar ap, gucci mane challenge
high~stepping in my louboutins, f~ck new balance (d~mn)
sun valley junior high, me and bp (heh)
selling chronic like it’s snoop dogg, that was ’93
blue coupe, red coupe, n~gga, i ain’t set tripping (no)
this sp~ce coupe, i drop the plug off like he george jetson (it’s gucci, burr)

[chorus: rich the kid & yg]
plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (huh? what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ b~tch, 4hunnid)
50k, you can come and book a n~gga for a plug walk (4hunnid)

[verse 5: yg]
red coupe, i suwoo that (suwoo)
paint the maybach red, had a do that (suwoo)
i’m the plug, got the whole hood strapped (strapped)
glock 9, a new freezer, gotta shoot that
blood walk (blood walk, on bloods, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance)
you new n~ggas just now learning how the bloods talk (bloods talk)
yg, you mad? h~ll yeah, that n~gga p~ssed off
but i’m up now, pass, touchdown
that’s a touchdown, score and buy a bustdown
balling ’til it’s final, you get put out in the first round
i’m a boss, wow, certain things i don’t touch now (blood walk)
and my plug sound like, “pinche cabrón, ándale with that dope, ándale with that dope” (ándale)
and my plug name is tito carrón, he be like, “ándale with that dope” (‘rriba), ye’ ain’t got it, then you vámonos

[chorus: rich the kid & yg, yg, rich the kid, & 2 chainz]
plug walk (tito, plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (huh? what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (lil’ b~tch off, ooh, ooh, lil’ b~tch, don dee dean that)
50k, you can come and book a n~gga for a plug walk (2 chain’)

[verse 6: 2 chainz & rich the kid]
got chips like a casino (chips)
had a try different angles like dorito (different angles)
i’m the godfather, n~gga, don vito (yeah)
this cheese nachos, n~gga, jalapeño (tell ’em)
me and my plug use sign language (uh)
i want five of ’em, i showed ’em five fingers (d~mn)
five cellphone’, n~gga, five ringers (five ringers)
i talk sh~t too, i’m bilingual (whoo)
i got a bi wit’ me tryna get by (get by)
she say she~on’t like n~ggas and neither do i (neither do i)
silicone valley with the trap sh~t (trap sh~t)
southside started all the cap sh~t (ayy, cap sh~t)

[chorus: rich the kid & 2 chainz]
plug walk (yeah, plug walk, plug, plug)
ion’t even understand how the f~ck my plug talk (¿qué pasa, huh? migo? hah, what? what?)
pick him up in a sp~ce coupe, ion’t let my plug walk (pull up in a sp~ce coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, sp~ce coupe, sp~ce coupe)
new freak, had a cut my other lil’ b~tch off (ooh, cut that b~tch, ooh, lil’ b~tch)
50k, you can come and book a n~gga for a plug walk

17. talk dirty 2:58

[intro: rie abe & jason derulo]
jason, hahaha
jason derulo
haha
get jazzy on ’em

[verse 1: jason derulo]
i’m that flight that cha get on
international
first~class seat on my lap, girl
riding comfortable (oh, yeah, hah)
’cause i know what the girl dem need
new york to haiti
i got lipstick stamps on my passport
you make it hard a leave

[pre~chorus: jason derulo]
been around the world, don’t speak the language (uh~huh)
but cha booty don’t need explaining (uh~huh)
all i really need a understand is (uh~huh)
when
you
talk dirty to me

[chorus 1: jason derulo]
talk dirty to me (what?)
talk dirty to me
talk dirty to me (what?)
get jazzy on ’em

[verse 2: jason derulo]
you know the words to my songs
no hablá ingles (oh)
our conversations ain’t long
but chu know what is
i know what the girl dem want
london to taiwan
i (taiwan) got lipstick stamps on my passport
i think i need a new one~uh~hone

[pre~chorus: jason derulo]
been around the world, don’t speak the language (uh~huh)
but cha booty don’t need explaining (oh, uh~huh)
all i really need a understand is (uh~huh)
when
you
talk dirty to me (whoo)

[chorus 2: jason derulo]
talk dirty to me (haha, what?)
talk dirty to me (talk, yeah)
talk dirty to me (ayy, what? uh, yeah, ooh)

[post~chorus: jason derulo & 2 chainz]
(uno)
met cha friend in rio
(dos)
she was all on me, oh
(tres)
we could ménage a three, though
(cuatro)
oh, yeah (2 chainz)

[verse 3: 2 chainz, jason derulo, & 2 chainz & jason derulo]
dos cadenas, close to g~nius
sold~out arenas, you can suck my p~n~s (ooh, d~mn)
gilbert arenas, guns on deck (deck)
chest~to~chest, tongue on neck (neck)
international oral s~x
every picture i take, i pose a threat (true, yeah)
bought a jet
what cha expect?
her p~ssy’s so good, i bought her a pet (oh, oh, oh, oh, tell ’em)
anyway, every day, i’m tryna get to it
got her saved in my phone under “big booty” (haha)
anyway, every day, i’m tryna get to it
got her saved in my phone under “big booty”

[chorus 1: jason derulo]
talk dirty to me (yeah, yeah)
talk dirty to me (talk to me, talk, ah, yeah, oh)
talk dirty to me (oh, yeah, oh)
get jazzy on ’em

[outro: rie abe]
what?
i don’t understand
hmm~mmm

18. champions 5:36

[intro: quavo]
(quavo)

[verse 1: quavo, desiigner, & travis scott]
lifestyle on camera (camera)
hunnid~thousand~dollar chandelier (chandelier)
they tried a turn me to an animal (animal)
but white people think i’m radical (radical)
supermodels think i’m handsome (handsome)
you might think i’m too aggressive (word, aggressive)
but, really, i think i’m too passive (ayy)
’til i pull out the chopper, start blasting (15~hunnid, baow)

[chorus 1: travis scott & desiigner]
all in singles (straight up)
throw it up
watch it fall and drop
’round and ’round they go (git, strapped, git, thrrah, strapped)
’round and ’round they go (git, git, git, git)

[verse 2: kanye west, desiigner, & gucci mane]
pray for me (why?)
i’m about da hit the ye b~tton (git, git)
i don’t wanna say nutting wrong (why?)
but it’d be wrong if i ain’t saying nutting (thrrah)
imagine if i ain’t saying nutting (git)
wouldn’t none thee n~ggas say nutting? (git, git)
i done lost and made money (why?)
now i’m making some’ they can’t take from me (thrrah), and i’m—
fresh out of debt in this muh’f~cker (why?)
and they still ain’t ready yet for a muh’f~cker (thrrah)
yeezy ’bout da go and put all his louie on (on)
i’m ’bout da go gucci in the gucci sto’ (thrrah, it’s gucci, sto’~o~o~o~o~o~o~o)

[verse 3: gucci mane & travis scott]
fresh out the feds in this motherf~cker (hah)
and they still ain’t ready yet for a muh’f~cker (no)
gucci mane and i’m ’bout da put my yeezys on (huh?)
now that gucci home, it’s over (yeah) for you gucci clones (15~hunnid)

[chorus 2: travis scott, desiigner, big sean, & quavo]
all in singles (straight up)
throw it up
watch it fall and drop
’round and ’round they go (strapped, strapped)
’round and ’round they go (git, git, i)
champions (oh)
we run the city
number one (oh)
they falling from the top
’round and ’round they go (oh, oh, oh, woah, ’round and ’round)
’round and ’round they go~oh~oh~oh (oh, oh, straight up, oh, look, ayy)

[verse 4: big sean, desiigner, big sean, & big sean & travis scott]
i say a prayer for my enemies (prayer)
they cannot slow down what’s meant for me (thrrah, straight up)
funny how they come around like i can’t see through they secret identities (thrrah)
lately, it’s all about zen in me (why?)
subtracting the negative energy (git)
f~ck with the family, turn yo’ ass to a memory (git, git, git)
my n~ggas keep it a century (thrrah, 1~hunnid)
i blow the check up, n~gga, detonation (git)
k!ll ’em one~by~one, final destination (git, thrrah, git)
top my destination (git)
i got guardian angels (why?) all around a n~gga, that’s deflecting satan (thrrah, god)
i’m a motherf~cking champion (git)
this right here the f~cking anthem (git, git)
i can’t dap ya without hand san’ (why?)
ion’t know where yo’ dirty~ass hands been (swerve, swerve, swerve, rah)
i wake up to like a hunnid texts (1~hunnid of ’em, git, thrrah, git, git)
championship team, but we can’t cut the net (okay)
she all up in my jersey looking underdressed (straight up, straight up, for sure, whoo)
i’m finna buy this b~tch a honda crx
wit’ 15~hunnid

[chorus 3: travis scott, desiigner, 2 chainz, & quavo]
all in singles (straight up)
throw it up
watch it fall and drop
’round and ’round they go (’round and ’round it go, yeah, ’round, strapped, and, strapped, ’round it go)
’round and ’round they go~oh~oh~oh (i’d rather be strapped and ride with the pole, 2 chainz, than a get down in a hole, uh, ayy)

[verse 5: 2 chainz, big sean, & travis scott]
i took a nap in the pulpit
i never like how a suit fit
i got a pocket full of money
it got me walking all slew~foot
i’m on my wave like a cruise ship
in that hoe mouth like a toothpick
anyone get in my way
nothing da say, i tote ’em choppers like pool sticks (bah)
i wear pajamas to ruth chris (oh)
couldn’t walk a mile in my new kicks (nah)
i’m coming from the apartments (yeah)
we never had our d~mn pool fixed (d~mn)
walk in the mall wit’ my new b~tch
tell her to get the whole rack
my new b~tch gon’ pull me a new b~tch
then pull me a new b~tch
see, that is a snowball effect
i got gold on my neck (gold)
looking like a super bowl on my neck (woah)
i got a mansion full of marble flows
it look like i could go bowl in this b~tch
versace logos on bowls in this b~tch
whoo
like i’m a serial k!ller
i put the real in gorilla
i did this sh~t for my n~ggas (n~ggas), yeah (15~hunnid, yeah)

[chorus 4: travis scott, desiigner, yo gotti, & quavo]
all in singles (straight up)
throw it up
watch it fall and drop
’round and ’round they go (’round and ’round it go, ’round and ’round it go)
’round and ’round they go~oh~oh~oh (i’d rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole)
champions (oh)
we run the city
number one (oh)
they falling from the top
’round and ’round they go (oh, oh, oh, ’round and ’round it go, go, ’round and ’round it go, no, no)
’round and ’round they go (oh, oh, oh, i’d rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole, i’m yo gotti, ayy)

[verse 6: yo gotti, desiigner, & gucci mane]
reach for my chain i’ suicide (oh)
the car i drive fit two inside
they mad at ye ’cause he all in the neighborhood (oh, oh, oh)
but he let them goons inside (why?)
let f~ck up the neighborhood (oh, why? oh, oh, why?)
let f~ck up the neighborhood (why? thrrah)
buy every house in this b~tch (oh, oh, oh, why?)
you know that the money good (why? thrrah)
my wrist in the kitchen go ’round and ’round (oh, oh, oh, whoo)
play with the kid, i’ma gun ya down (why?)
the roof on that wraith in the lost and found (oh, oh, oh, whoo)
official trap sh~t, let me slow it down (why?)
way more sh~t than a pamper (oh, why?)
all we rock is bandanas (git)
whips so nasty, no manners (oh)
i just got head in a phantom (go, thrrah)

[verse 7: gucci mane, desiigner, & travis scott]
she say she don’t want a chump (oh, oh, oh), baby want a champ
she say money make her cum (oh, oh, oh), gucci made her damp (gucci)
1017’s the squad (oh, oh, oh), gucci mane’s the stamp (heh)
and he don’t ever sleep, he’s a f~cking vamp’ (heh)
i heard cho’ b~tch ride on the bus, you don’t give a d~mn
my b~tch drive a lamb’, you should call her ma’am
i love my auntie jane, but f~ck uncle sam
i’m a walking money machine, check my instagram (thrrah, go)
n~ggas never test the kid, so i don’t have da cram
my city treat me like a king, i should wear a crown (hah)
and ion’t really f~ck around (no)
i gave my b~tch 2~mil’ ’cause she stuck around (wop, 15~hunnid)

[chorus 4: travis scott, desiigner, & quavo]
all in singles (straight up)
throw it up (oh, yeah)
watch it fall and drop
’round and ’round they go (’round and ’round it go, ’round and ’round it go)
’round and ’round they go~oh~oh~oh (i’d rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole)
champions
we run the city (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
number one
they falling from the top
’round and ’round they go (oh, oh, oh, ’round and ’round it go, ’round and ’round it go)
’round and ’round they go (oh, oh, oh, i’d rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole, ayy)

19. x 4:28

[part 1]

[pre~chorus: kendrick lamar]
somebody pop all day
hol’ up, somebody on they way
hol’ up, i wore the crown all day
hol’ up, somebody can’t relate (black panther)
hol’ up, stay down wit’ no faking, go up
top~down, i’ve been racing, go up
she wild and been dangerous, go up
my crown in rotation, yeah (yeah)

[part 2]

[chorus 1: kendrick lamar]
are you on ten yet? are you on ten yet? wait
are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? i live on ten
wait, but are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? hol’ up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up

[verse 1: saudi]
f~ck~up indawo (woah)
come tear this sh~t down (woah)
i see double cups (yonke indawo)
o’volovolo (yonke indawo)
got benjamin franklin phezulu komadiba (no h0m~)
soldier from the jungle
i keep the piece on me, i leave you puzzled
ngiphethe ucherry we ngamla, black card on her
money longer than hair on her
in her mouth like cavity
and i’m higher than her dad’s salary
saudi, are you on ten yet?
phuza i~lean, smoking, you know popping xanax
pop ixanny ngathi yitszeni
hit the msotra if you’re looking for me
somebody ngiph’ indw~ngu netissue, i’m dripping
somebody’s daughter finna swallow all these children
imali is my achilles’ heel, yeah
i race you to a 100~million

[pre~chorus: kendrick lamar]
somebody pop all day
hol’ up, somebody on they way
hol’ up, i wore the crown all day
hol’ up, somebody can’t relate
hol’ up, stay down wit’ no faking, go up
top~down, i’ve been racing, go up
she wild and been dangerous, go up
my crown in rotation, yeah (yeah)

[verse 2: schoolboy q]
are you on ten yet? (hol’ up, hol’ up)
do you have henn’ yet?
jewelry on windex (jewelry on windex)
whoop, 80 my rolex
might maybach the benz, two~door coming out
black on black again, i might gold the trim
i been built to win, i don’t exit here
too much flexing here, go~go gadget this
too much bread a get, i’ve been stretching up
ain’t no catching up, i don’t rest enough, uh
i don’t plan for luck, i keep working hard
who keep blessing us? uh
i’m on a ten and i need a ten
n~gga, done made him a m a week
n~gga, december been good a me
not even kendrick can humble me
n~gga too rich to go do the lease
tryna become a way bigger meech
n~gga, my tooth is like ten a piece
tde family, the genovese
her tits are c cup, her ass an a~plus
i got my grades up, i had no backup
now, run the check up, now, run the check up
and f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up (whoop)

[chorus 2: kendrick lamar]
are you on ten yet? are you on ten yet? wait
are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? i live on ten
wait, but are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? hol’ up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
somebody, somebody, somebody on ten

[part 3]

[verse: 2 chainz & kendrick lamar]
originality (ten), couple fatalities
candied my car and it’s sweet like a cavity (are you on ten yet?)
saying they after me, ain’t no one after me
baby mama used to work at the applebee’s (are you on ten yet?)
somebody call my phone, yeah
i’ma send their ass to voicemail (are you on ten yet?)
ion’t even check my voicemail (ten, ten, ten, ten)
big weight, i’ma need a horse scale
f12, berlinetta
i can wear shorts in the winter, uh
wore turtlenecks in the summer, uh
this here is not for beginners, yeah
digi~scale, fingernail
went da h~ll, came back, went da jail
left jail, went da benihana
kenny on the corner, got the swagger on me
yeah
different fabric on me
yeah
this for trappers only
yeah
married to the game
yeah
holy matrimony (yeah)
yeah
boots upside cho’ cranium
f~cked up someone’s stage again
from strip clubs to stadiums
i took my shot and made it in

[chorus: kendrick lamar]
are you on ten yet? are you on ten yet? wait
are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? i live on ten
wait, but are you on ten yet?
are you on ten yet? hol’ up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up
f~ck the place up, f~ck the place up (up)

20. chloraseptic (remix) 8:58

[intro: 2 chainz]
(2 chainz)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: 2 chainz & phresher]
take ’em da church
i’m talking the tabernacle
it’s the return of the body sn~tcher
walk in the spot, made my woman smack ya (whoo)
in a fruit fight, i aim at cha adam’s apple
pull up in the candy car, eating a candy bar
and my girl eating a candy apple
yeah (mmm)
i line their ass up (up)
i aim at their goozer (bah)
all of these stones on my neck, uh
they must have looked at medusa
pockets rasputia of course
i drove some rims to court
i f~cked some twins before
i had a benz before
this i’ the sin report
this i’ the murder, murder, pass the burner, em (uh)
your money shorter than an acronym (ayy)
big body when i’m backing in (whoo)
ladi~dadi, got a bunch of bodies
n~ggas faking, n~ggas human~trafficking (whoo)
i’m on the act’ again, uh (i’m on the act’ again)
this ain’t a accident, uh
king like akron
i run the trap again, you on the treadmill (treadmill)
never~never land, sh~t came with a ferris wheel (godd~mn)
ferris day off, baby, ar in the same car
most of y’all my sons, aw, look at little jr
f~12 same color kate moss, uh
i’m talking wristing the pot
i’m talking this and you not
i’m talking bricks and you not
i’m talking straight up and down
n~gga, like 6:00
this i’ the equinox
this what the people want
somebody at the door
i heard the speaker knock
uh (i’m at cha throat like chloraseptic, chloraseptic)

[chorus: phresher]
‘septic (yeah)
and you got strep, i’m too complex with (i’m too complex with)
‘plex with (yeah)
this sh~t i wrote is on some next sh~t (on some next sh~t)
next sh~t (yeah)
i’m at cha throat, i’m feeling reckless (i’m feeling reckless)
reckless, yeah (yeah)

[verse 2: phresher]
do me a favor, don’t do me no favors
thee b~tches got flavors
they all wanna smoke, but ain’t doing no labor
but they shopping at raleys, they stinging like tasers
act hollywood like they play for the lakers
they fly on the latest
crocs, alligators, say hi da my haters
pardon my neighbor
we eating that chicken, lobster, potatoes
you must be sniffing that yayo
if you don’t think i’m that n~gga
swagger on ten since a day old
it’s a~okay though, whipping up whip like it’s mayo
every track is a k.o., technical k.o
go off your head like i’m ayo
out of this world, talking nato
it’s ’cause of jail, hoe, don’t be an a~hole
’cause i got shooters that shoot when i say so (lay low)
wanna be in my shoes, you ain’t paid no dues (our shoes)
go, n~gga, you ain’t break no rules (h~ll yeah)
high school, n~ggas ate cho’ food (food)
might dumb it down a little, but i ain’t no fool (h~ll yeah)
n~ggas hate every day, b (yeah)
sh~t is o.c. lately (yeah)
gotta break ’em off with these dre beats (yeah)
or i might go crazy (h~ll yeah)
thee n~ggas too godd~mn lazy (too lazy)
don’t ever, ever, ever try da play me (da play me)
lil’ shawty now coming from bk (bk)
but i’m tryna come up like jay~z (like jay~z)
nothing but love for my idols (love for my idols)
i feel entitled to titles (to titles)
f~ck it, man, i want the title (i want the title)
submission, they going all viral (i’m at cha throat like chloraseptic, chloraseptic)

[verse 3: eminem, eminem & phresher, & phresher]
bin laden with a pen, bodying again
i begin slaughtering your men, prolly shoulda been
ali or the svengali embodiment of sin
like a saudi in the taliban plotting an event
in the lobby of the intercontinental with an obvious intent
and i would not even relent up on a little
like osama with a bomb under the bin and down the middle
of the pentagon and hit a kindergartner with a rental (stop)
back and forth
back and forth
like jack kevorkian’s ass to court
“rap mature, why can’t chu be like macklemore?” (huh?)
“why ya always gotta smack a wh0re?” (huh?)
it’s likely the psychiatric ward’s a last resort (huh?)
something’s gotta give, that’s for sure
yet, chu keep coming back for more
not as raw as i was, “‘walk on water’ sucks”
b~tch, suck my d~ck
y’all saw the tracklist and had a fit
‘fore ya heard it, so ya formed your verdict
while you sat wit’ cha arms crossed
did cha little reaction videos and talked over songs (chill)
nah, dawg, y’all saying i lost it?
your f~cking marbles are gone (wait, em)
but, nowadays, every flow, every cadence sound the same (skrrt)
brain’s a powder keg, i draw inspiration outta hate
real pain in the paper, i don’t trace
but if i look strange and outta place
it’s ’cause i’m an alien, that’s why
i write ’til the page is outta sp~ce (duh)
from 7 mile in novara
to “how can i be down?” all of us tryna pile in the car (yeah)
we shot for the stars (yeah)
’cause we only got so much time in this world (yeah)
so rewind it to your high school dance to the night before
if you think you’re promised tomorrow (yeah)
now i’m ’bout da fool again
this tune is sick, it’s luminous, the moon is lit
a freaking lunatic, a human computer chip
and i’m soon a stick a broom in the uterus of your hooters chick
if i was you, i wouldn’t do nothing stupid due to the mood i’m in
i’m losing it, you get chewed like a junior mint
show me who da rip, it’s time for you da get screwed
empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (whoo)
how many f~cking rappers did i go through?
dispel doubt, but cha won’t admit i smoked
and you was spellbound, h~llbound in my snowsuit
but, am i s’posed to sound like everything else out?
’cause i don’t get compared to it, only myself now
well, i can see the fair~weather fans and sales down
but the only way i care is if i let myself down
but, what the f~ck have i woke to?
time da eat the vocals and sh~t out pro tools
i know ya still want me da ill out, don’t cha?
hoping the old slim’s gonna spill out, open
fire on your whole camp with this spit, i roast ya
so, chill out, no, you
hoes couldn’t roast me with the sh~t i wrote chu
then i took a stand, went at tan~face and practically cut my motherf~cking fanbase in half and still outsold chu
you just called my sh~t trash?
thank god, i rap better when the odds are stacked
“revival’s wack, i don’t like the ‘zombie’ track
and when he’s talking that garbage psychotic cr~p
where’s your content at?
what’s with all the conscious rap?
p!nk, beyoncé this and kehlani that” (yeah)
i just add it to the fuel in my rocket pack
’til i’m ready da respond, then i’ma launch it at ’em
idiotic from the f~cking embryonic sac
to the body bag, i’ll be back
and when i am, i’ll be at cha f~cking throat like chloraseptic (chloraseptic)

[chorus: phresher & eminem]
‘septic (yeah)
and you got strep, i’m too complex with (i’m too complex with)
‘plex with (yeah)
this sh~t i wrote is on some next sh~t (on some next sh~t)
next sh~t (yeah)
i’m at cha throat, i’m feeling reckless (i’m feeling reckless)
reckless, yeah (yeah, and i’ll take a hundred of you, hundred of you)

[post~chorus: eminem & phresher]
hundred of you (baow~baow~baow~baow)
all at once like i had nothing da lose (nothing da lose)
what can i do?
my appetite for destruction is loose (destruction is loose)
destruction is loose
and all it wants is to have something da chew (something da chew)
something da chew, something da chew (something da chew)

[verse 4: eminem & phresher]
instinctive nature da bring the anguish (yeah)
to the english language
with this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper (haha)
this rap sh~t got me traveling place to place, you barely leave your house (house)
’cause you’re always stuck at cha pad (pad)
it’s stationary
yeah, that’s why when i brainstorm, gotta write it out (write it out)
simon cowell of rhyming foul, that’s why ya sound so shook
wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
hook it inside your mouth, go — “hrruh”
that’s what it’s like when the mic is out
’cause i’m tearing at cha flesh with it (flesh with it)
’til your larynx and neck are split (neck are split)
with these lyrics, weapons, expert with (expert with)
like hair extensions, extra clips (extra clips)
and you’re scared da effing death of it (death of it)
b~tch, you’re staring at a legend that (at a legend that)
in a pair of skechers, sweatshirt ripped (sweatshirt ripped)
and hoodie black, should be strapped
to a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, b~tch (record, b~tch)
finger so high in the air, i’ll bet cha senses flip (senses flip)
like a barometric pressure switch (pressure switch)
caring less who i offend with this (this)
i’m at cha neck like pez dispense (pez dispense)
go ‘head, spit cha flow, b~tch (i’m at cha throat like chloraseptic, chloraseptic)

[verse 5: eminem & phresher]
and still conjoined at
the hip with hop, still on point and poignant
sk!lled as floyd is
in this field, and still no filter, boy
i’ll put chu in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
you still ain’t in the building, boy
i will destroy sh~t, even as i build it
get the drill bit, pen is filled wit’ poison
which is the source, easy da still pinpoint it (like what?)
like a real thin joint, it (what?)
comes on quilted northern (and what?)
in a built~in toilet (yeah)
b~tch, i told cha i’m a dog (woof)
i wouldn’t heal with ointment
way i’m kicking these fairies’ tails
should write a children’s storybook (yeah, yeah, yeah)
million voices in my head
but still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment (off what?)
off the feel of going in (like?)
like your b~tch when she gives me brain
like she thinks i’m dumb (ugh)
grabs the crown of my d~ck and blows me da kingdom come (yeah)
’til i feel anointed
she makes iller noises
when she’s with me, must be from the windy city (huh)
pretty apparent (pretty apparent) she’s a milf when blowing me (blowing me)
’cause i conned her into, ripping the condom in two (whoo)
d~ck is a bargaining tool, now i’m getting blew like klonopins, rude jude
i go there, you wouldn’t
well, i still have a few views in common with you
just not youtube, ’cause (i’m at cha throat like chloraseptic, chloraseptic)

[verse 6: eminem & phresher]
you’re a has~been
that has been the case since back when
you last went and threw your hat in the race
you’ve been trash (b~tch), stick your raps in the trash bin
or end up in my next rhyme
you’re a f~ckboy, so next time
it’s gonna be heads flying like dez bryant
with a tec~9 against rex ryan (yeah)
now, watch me set it like correct time
all ya get is sloppy seconds like a timex, i
clock rejects into the next life
talking reckless, but it’s just my
strongest suit, but cha can get my colombian necktie
prostitute, just climb in the humvee and let’s ride
why ya hitching at night?
i put an end to your life, s~x crime
kidding aside, insidious vibe
girl, ya know ya got the prettiest eyes
but all you’re getting is bribed
any old lie da try da get cha inside
then we gon’ end up spending the night
and i’m skinning your hide like an indian tribe
what kind of nut drives a budweiser truck
finds a sl~t, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up
binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
but the m~ff diver must just like it rough
f~ck right in her v~g~n~, blood
flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh (music, please)
enthusiast of the roofie
goal is to get a floozy inside the jacuzzi
and have a loosey~goosey as cool c is with an uzi
but i am to rap what blue jeans mean to bruce springsteen
glued we be, i’m trutv, you’re too pg
i’m schoolly d, you’re spoonie gee
no diss there, just notice there
are no similarities that we share
besides the fact we breathe air
happily married a rap, and i’m glad that we buried
the hatchet and patched it up
now i’m back da ratchet up my attack
and i’m at cha motherf~cking throat like— (i’m at cha throat like chloraseptic, chloraseptic)

21. headband 3:42

[intro: yg & (b.o.b)]
mustard (yeah) on the beat, hoe (bandz)

[verse 1: b.o.b]
already got one rolled up in my left hand (in my left hand)
p~ssy on my mind, tighter than a headband (than a headband)
kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands (in my sweat glands)
this sh~t i’m on, better than the next strand (ayy)
than the next strand, better than the next strand (ayy)
she head down, booty popping in a handstand (bandz)
i shine bright, i’ll give your girl a slight tan (whoo)
i make that p~ssy whistle like the old spice man (~whistles~)
ion’t even understand why she’d ever want a man
if she ever throw it, i’d catch it like a cornerback (like a cornerback)
like a cornerback, that’s an interception (interception)
you think i give a f~ck? that’s a misconception

[refrain 1: b.o.b]
oh, what a night (yeah)
oh, what a night (yeah)
the roof is on fire (yeah)
so what? i’m high (yeah)
i said, oh, what a night (hey)
oh, what a night
yeah (hey), she a bad b~tch
all (whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh) jokes aside

[chorus: b.o.b]
hey
look at baby over there (over there)
wassup?
lil’ mama, come here (come here)
she started talking, but i really couldn’t hear (hah)
until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (oh~oh)
uh
like she do it in the mirror (do it in the mirror)
uh
like she do it in the mirror (oh~oh)
she broke it down, started moving like shakira (moving like shakira)
uh
like she do it in the mirror (i)

[post~chorus: b.o.b & 2 chainz]
chop one, chop two, chop that ass down (down)
chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
all i want chu da do is just drop that ass down (yeah)
drop, drop that ass down, uh
now (2 chainz), look back at it

[verse 2: 2 chainz & b.o.b]
whistling dixie
middle school, i was getting head on a ten~speed
gigolo bloodline
pimping hereditary
black on 28s, it remind me of february
day you can f~ck wit’ me?
that would be neveruary
dead~ass rapper shoulda came with a cemetery
i am so cold (i am so cold)
n~gga like ben & jerry
fill a n~gga, deal a n~gga, k!ll a n~gga, obituary (tell ’em)
my vision blurry
these b~tches flirting
i’ve been drinking all night, i think my kidney’s hurting (d~mn)
so i closed the curtains on the 62
her ass’ll knock your ass out, you better stick and move (true)
chain hang to my ding~a~ling (what?)
chain hang, chain hang to my ding~a~ling (yeah)
to do a threesome, you gotta intervene (intervene)
her legs, so s~xy (whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh) when i’m in~between

[post~chorus: b.o.b]
chop one, chop two, chop that ass down (down)
chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
all i want chu da do is just drop that ass down
drop, drop that ass down, uh
now, look back at it

[verse 3: b.o.b]
she do it like she do it in the mirror
be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears
she speed it up or slow it down like she’s switching gears
i’m looking for the baddest one here, i tell her, like:
“do that there (do that there)
do that there” (do that there)
you gotta stretch it out, girl, move that there
she bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that there
like, “hut one, hut two”, girl, who back there?
who back there?
i’m back there
i could take a step back and sip my cognac there
picture~perfect body, that’s a kodak there
now, make a n~gga feel welcome like a doormat’s there, i’m like:

[refrain 2: b.o.b]
“oh, what a night
oh, what a night”
the roof is on fire
so what? i’m high
i’m like, oh, what a night, oh, oh, what a night
that’s a bad b~tch
all jokes aside (whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh), there she go

22. good drank 3:44

[intro: quavo & 2 chainz]
yeah (uh)
alright (mmm~mmm~mmm~mmm)
i did it (mmm), hahaha
yeah

[verse 1: 2 chainz & quavo]
used to treat my mattress like the atm
yeah
bond number 9, that my favorite scent (uh~uh, yeah)
can’t forget the kush, i’m talking og (uh~uh, yeah)
rest in peace to pop, he was a og (uh~uh, oh, yeah)
285, i had that pack on me (uh~uh, uh)
i cannot forget i had that strap on me (uh~uh, yeah)
rest in peace to my n~gga doe (mmm~mmm, doe, troup)
all we ever wanna do i’ ball (mmm~mmm, ball)
that was the easy part (whoop, uh)
we playing that weezy hard (uh~uh, tell ’em)
we sit in the kitchen late, heh
we tryna make an escape (we tryna make an escape, yeah)
tryna make me a mil’ (uh)
so (mmm) i’ma keep me a plate (plate)
i (mmm) told ’em, “shawty can leave” (leave, woah)
so i’ma keep me a rake (rake, yeah)
so i’ma keep me a wraith (wraith, mmm)
my jewelry look like a lake (water, mmm)
today, i’m in the maybach (whoo, mmm~mmm)
and that car came wit’ some drapes (drapes? ooh)
you know i look like a safe (safe? mmm~mmm)
i put chu back in your place (place? mmm~mmm)
i look you right in your face (face? mmm~mmm)
sing to your b~tch like i’m drake (sing to your b~tch like i’m drake, woah)
yeah (yeah)

[chorus: quavo]
good drank (good)
big knots (big knots)
good drugs (drugs)
i put a four on the rocks (lean, yeah)
drop~top (skrrt, skrrt)
no hotbox (no)
12 tryna pull me over
pink slips to the cops
she said (12) the molly give her thizz face (uh)
put the d~ck in her rib cage (yeah, cage)
whips out, kunta kinte (uh)
diamonds clear like bombay (yeah, ‘bay)
take your babies, no harambe (uh)
play wit’ keys like doc dre (yeah)
3k like andré (uh)
and your girl, call her, come through (yeah, whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)

[interlude: gucci mane & quavo]
(it’s gucci, heh, whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
(burr, heh)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
your trunk in the front
well, check this out, my top in the trunk (heh)
you play wit’ my money
then check this out, cho’ pop in the trunk (heh)
3~mil’ on a month
but i just did 3 years on a bunk (huh?)
oh, you in a slump
i’m headed to oakland like kevin da runt (go, clean)
what is your point?
square with the stamp, f~ck kevin durant (heh)
lay on my trap
play wit’ my cap and i’ll knock off your hat
i’m (pow) taking the cheese and k!lling the rats
gucci mane, call me the cat with the racks
i’m swerving, but i’m in back of the ‘bach
i’m persian, man, i got hoe’ from iraq
i’m serving, i’ll pay a bird for that (bird)
he nervous, ain’t got no words for that
he hurt and want all of his purses back
he mixing the syrup with the percocets (lean)
she perfect, and she got perky breast
i just want some of that turkey neck
trap of the year, i’m from bouldercrest
you snitch of the year ’cause you told the best (wop, yeah)

[chorus: quavo]
good drank (good)
big knots (big knots)
good drugs (drugs)
i put a four on the rocks (lean, yeah)
drop~top (skrrt, skrrt)
no hotbox (no)
12 tryna pull me over
pink slips to the cops
she said (12) the molly give her thizz face (uh)
put the d~ck in her rib cage (yeah, cage)
whips out, kunta kinte (uh)
diamonds clear like bombay (yeah, ‘bay)
take your babies, no harambe (uh)
play wit’ keys like doc dre (yeah)
3k like andr�� (uh)
and your girl, call her, come through (yeah, whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)

[outro: 2 chainz, quavo, & 2 chainz]
(ayy, mike dean, whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
(this sh~t hard as f~ck, bruh, whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh)
(you a living legend, i appreciate that)
(ayy, guwop)
(i’m glad cha home, cuz)
(quavo)
(ya already know, man)
(you got next on thee n~gga’, double salute, man)
(true sh~t)
(2 chainz)
(hair weave k!ller)
(daniel son: the necklace don)
(“chapo jr.”)
(i mean, i can go on for days, heh)

23. cut her off 4:04

[intro: k camp & will a fool]
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off
(nah, nah, nah, nah)
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off
link up (will~will~william)
so, what cha saying, hoe?

[chorus 1: k camp]
you know i’m the man, hoe (whoop)
nutting but a bird, i’ma leave ya where ya stand, hoe (whoop)
heard cha got a man, hoe (whoop)
hope he understand, though
you ain’t nutting but a creeper baby, i’m just saying though, saying though
ayy
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (whoo, whoo, whoo, ayy, whoo, creeping on the low)

[verse 1: k camp]
hope your man don’t see her (see her?)
she’ll bust it down for some d~mn lime~a~ritas (ritas?)
chew me like some bubblegum, something like rasheeda (rasheeda?)
gotta get my partner some, she on me like adidas (‘didas?)
baby, you can’t hold back, stop flexing like you not (not)
your man tryna patrol that, i guess he is a cop (cop)
but he really can’t cuff if he busting at my spot (spot)
but i done had enough ’cause you making my sh~t hot
blowing up a n~gga phone, what i tell yo’ a’ ’bout that? (’bout that)
tryna hold something, hold my nuts, can you do that? (yeah)
catch me playing around with that mouth while he hit it from the back (baow)
and you can’t say nothing now ’cause we all been through with that, through with that, ayy (ayy)

[chorus 2: k camp & 2 chainz]
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (whoo, whoo, haha)
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (hahaha, what? link up)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe (ayy, ayy, ayy)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe (whoo, yeah, whoo, 2 chainz, you)

[verse 2: 2 chainz & k camp]
know that ain’t a real bag, b~tch, that’s a knockoff
when i get that work, i get da jugging like hot sauce
out~outdoor pool, lakefront (front)
h~hit it from the back
rearrange her lace front
stunting
tattoos on my neck and on my kidneys
if i don’t like that hoe, i turn her ass into a frisbee (tell ’em)
if i don’t like yo’ disc, i turn that hoe into a frisbee (yeah)
i throw it out on old nat
right by the wendy’s (d~mn)
three cellphones and all of ’em jumping (h~llo)
i can see your hoes and all of ’em nothing (true)
yeah, i’m a don, don cheadle, don cornelius
watch the dom spill
pockets fat as don cartagena, n~gga (ayy), done deal (done deal)

[chorus 3: k camp]
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (whoo, whoo, haha)
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (hahaha, what?)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe (ayy, ayy, ayy)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe (whoo, whoo)
baby, i’m ashamed

[verse 3: k camp]
why you acting this~a~way? (way)
if she ’bout that action, you can bring her this~a~way (way)
hit her on yo’ mattress, make you feel some type of way (way)
pass her to my migos, they gon’ bust it, andalé (yeah)
please don’t play them games ’cause i know that’s what cha like (like)
knock it out the frame, baby girl, it’s alright (alright)
yeah, that p~ssy bomb, i just call it dynamite (‘mite)
you ready? here i come, i can do this sh~t all night (do this sh~t all night)

[chorus 4: k camp]
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (whoo, whoo, haha)
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (hahaha, what?)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe (ayy, ayy, ayy)
so, what cha saying, hoe?
you know i’m the man, hoe
nutting but a bird, i’ma leave ya where ya stand, hoe
heard cha got a man, hoe
hope he understand, though
you ain’t nutting but a creeper baby, i’m just saying though, saying though
ayy
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (cut that b~tch off, cut that b~tch off)
it ain’t none’ da cut that b~tch off (whoo, whoo, whoo)

24. bandz a make her dance (remix) 5:40

[intro: mike will made~it & juicy j]
ear drummers
strippers (strippers)
mike will made~it (mike will made~it)
bands a make her dance
bands a make her dance
bands a make her dance
bands a make her dance
bands a make her dance
bands a make her dance

[chorus: juicy j]
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance)
all these chicks popping p~ssy
i’m just popping bands (bands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping (clap)
and they ain’t using hands (hands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance)
all these chicks popping p~ssy
i’m just popping bands (bands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping
and they ain’t using hands (hands)

[verse 1: juicy j]
short hair, like nia long
loose ones, she~on’t need a loan
start twerking when she hear her song
stripper pole her income
we get trippy and then some
so nasty when she rolling
she put that ass up in my hands
i remote control it (yeah, hoe)
she give me dome when the roof gone
after k.o.d., she leave with me
she got friends
bring three, i got drugs, i got drink (yeah, hoe)
bend it over, juicy j gon’ poke it like wet paint (yeah, hoe)
you say “no” da ratchet p~ssy, juicy j can’t (yeah, hoe)
racks everywhere, they showing racks, i’m throwing racks
in the vip
rubber on, i’m stretching that
rich n~ggas tipping?
broke n~ggas looking
and it ain’t a strip club if they ain’t showing p~ssy

[verse 2: juicy j]
down in atlanta (yeah)
’bout da hit up magic (yeah)
throw some money in the air, all the bad b~tches gon’ grab it (yeah, hoe)
straight off the floor
she gon’ need a couple of bags
like a broke atm
i’ma spill in all this cash
them n~ggas in the club (yeah)
don’t be spending sh~t
20 stacks in one night
i be on trippy sh~t
my cribs paid off
but i’m still paying rent
a couple of condos paid
she loving every cent
she make that ass clap
dancing like she on a d~ck
bring it back, i threw a stack
that’s one lucky b~tch
up and down, she’s going
she’s sliding on that pole
making money, stacking them honey
shawty, go

[chorus: juicy j & lil wayne]
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance)
all these chicks popping p~ssy
i’m just popping bands (bands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping (clap)
and they (baby) ain’t using hands (hands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (uh, dance)
all these chicks popping p~ssy
i’m just popping bands (juicy, i gotcha, bands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping
and they ain’t using hands (hands)

[verse 3: lil wayne]
uh (uh)
pop that p~ssy for a real n~gga
pull out my black card
that’s my lil’ n~gga
make a movie wit’ cho’ b~tch, steven spiel, n~gga
smoking on keysh (smoking on keysh)
cole, gimme chills, n~gga
what’s your real name?
and not cha stripper name
i make it rain on ya
like a windowpane
bands a make her dance
tunechi make her cum
hit it from the side like a motherf~cking bass drum
two hoes on one f~cking pole
two hoes on my f~cking pole
i don’t tip, i pay bills
b~tches call me buffalo
her stomach in and her ass out
i’m flyer than the ones they pass out
if money grow on trees, i branched out
i’m just waiting for my b~tch to cash out (cash out)

[chorus: juicy j, lil wayne, & 2 chainz]
bands a make her dance (haha, dance)
bands a make her dance (dance)
all these chicks popping p~ssy (i’m just waiting for my b~tch to cash out)
i’m just popping bands (bands)
bands a make her dance (dance)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping (young mula, clap)
and they (baby) ain’t using hands (hands)
bands a make her dance (dance, yeah)
bands a make her dance (dance, yeah)
all these chicks popping p~ssy
i’m just popping bands (bands, yeah)
bands a make her dance (dance, true)
bands a make her dance (dance, dance)
these chicks clapping
and they ain’t using hands (2 chainz, hands)

[verse 4: 2 chainz]
2 chainz (yeah)
fo’ bracelets (bracelets)
let me see that ass clap
standing ovation (true)
if yo’ girl don’t swallow kids, man, that hoe basic (buck)
got two b~tches wit’ me
take a shot of one hoe
using her friend for a chaser (tell ’em)
bands a make her bust it (bust it)
let me see you touch it (touch it)
money talk
ye’ ain’t got none
end of discussion (d~mn)
bands a make her do it (do it)
pocket full of money (money)
young n~gga getting head while the engine running (err)
let me see you wiggle, do it for a real n~gga (yeah)
i be laughing to the bank
all ya do is giggle (uh)
b~balling in my coupe (coupe)
c~call it sports car
drop the top and freak it, treat that b~tch just like a p~rnstar (p~rnstar)

25. feds watching 4:08

[intro: pharrell williams & 2 chainz]
uh~oh, uh, uh~oh
tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
tomorrow, tomorrow (yeah, tomorrow, tomorrow)
tomorrow (i’m talking right now), tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
tomorrow (i’m talking right now, yeah), tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow, ain’t no such thing as tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, uh)
tomorrow (the way we living da day), tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)
tomorrow (i’m talking right now), tomorrow (do~do)
do, do, do (2 chainz), do

[verse 1: 2 chainz & pharrell williams]
dreads hang on designer everything
mr. como des garçons, mr. alexander w~ng, mr. chain
pinky ring
flow insane
hoe insane (ooh, ooh)
man, these shoes i got on
these 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 her back and tell her, “hurry” (true)
this that category 5
when i walk up at the strip club (ooh, ooh)
throw it high
make you and george washington head b~tt
og’s never fed us
now young n~ggas fed up
balling so hard (hard)
i deserve a and~one (okay)
baking soda marketing, i’m getting it, ain’t i? obviously (ooh, ooh)
you a b~tch
you a hoe
that just my philosophy (yeah)
and i’m known a kick it like the captain of a soccer team
billie jean red leather, same color red lobster (red lobster)
and she brainwash ya
head doctor (ooh, ooh, uh)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (feds watching)

[chorus: 2 chainz & pharrell williams, 2 chainz, & pharrell williams]
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (yeah)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (yeah)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (ooh, ooh, tell ’em)
drop~top (drop~top)
head bopping (head bopping)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (yeah)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (true)
i’m be fresh as h~ll if the feds watching (ooh, ooh, yeah)
drop~top (drop~top)
head bopping (head bopping)

[verse 2: 2 chainz & pharrell williams]
grams to grammys, two guns yosemite
n~ggas put they glock on yo’ ass
f~ck that heather b
pumping that amphetamine
all this d i’m peddling (ooh, ooh)
i be somewhere settling, somewhere that chu have never been
to the top you’ve never been
you might need a respirator
money on the rise like i’m counting on an elevator
you gon’ need a detonator swimming with them barracudas (ooh, ooh, ‘cudas)
close the docket on that muh’f~cking prosecutor (bah)
this armani, this givenchy
i parachute you (yeah)
i’m so fly, i jump out the air wearing gucci (tell ’em)
i’m raw
talking california rolls (ooh, ooh, rolls)
smoking california weed wit’ california hoes (true)
sending fl!cks to my partners at the state pen
i just got some pants made out of snakeskin (yeah)
see, them shades you got on called raybans (ooh, ooh)
and the shades i got on cost 8 bands
(d~mn)

26. g.o.o.d. morning 3:08

[intro: andrea martin]
stuttering
give ’em the rest, and make ’em love again
in my best, i be the runner dem
and i have the man dem stuttering
e~ing

[chorus 1: andrea martin & 2 chainz]
i’m getting this n~gga in the morning (yes)
he gon’ think he been chiefing, just too long when (yes, oh~oh~oh)
he see me in the evening (yes, yeah)
wanna catch all these feelings (true, yes)
well, let me be the first to get mi~e~i~e~ine (yeah, oh, 2 chainz, okay, i’m)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
chilling in my camo
flipping through the channel (channel)
on my g.o.o.d. music sh~t, my logo’s a lambo’ (d~mn)
fo’ doughs of ammo (fo’ doughs of ammo)
this ammunition, i’m pinching
da make your body switch another position
and, listen, my weed loud (loud)
f~ck her and speed off (err)
tell ’em i bare arms, i’m cutting my sleeves off
letting my tats show
and i sag my pants
i’m letting my ass show, i’m hot as tabasco, i study
castro, yeah, my plug from cuba (true)
inside of the car is like a d~mn computer (tell ’em)
inside of the crib is like a d~mn museum
you ain’t seen these befo’, ya better get ’em on film
tryna take these fat pockets, man, your chances are slim
disrespect, ya stomp ’em out, man, give ’em a tim
you ain’t did what i did
see, i know i’ma win
and they~on’t have slow motion, so i did it again
woah (woah)

[chorus 1: andrea martin & 2 chainz]
i’m getting this n~gga in the morning (yes)
he gon’ think he been chiefing, just too long when (yes, oh~oh~oh)
he see me in the evening (yes)
wanna catch all these feelings (yes)
well, let me be the first to get mi~e~i~e~ine (yeah, oh, okay, i’m)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
sitting on the plane (plane)
flying over graves (graves)
i am so high, n~gga, i can talk da rain (d~mn)
my outfit’s insane (‘sane)
ain’t that evident?
my chain had another chain like it was preganant (true)
my favorite dish i’ turkey lasagna, uh (uh)
even my pajamas designer, uh (uh)
she got a fat ass
i make her rewind
backseat so big, i press recline (yeah)
got a dirty sprite in my cupholder
rappers like roadk!ll, they get run over (film)
they get done over
it’s just one soldier
this flow will make you fall like it’s october (uh)
me and your girl, n~gga opposite of sober (sober)
celine paris chain charm look like a cobra (uh)
young casanova (young casanova)
baby romeo (baby romeo)
i got my girl geeked, she look like she from tokyo (tokyo)

[chorus 2: andrea martin]
i’m getting this n~gga in the morning (yes)
he gon’ think he been chiefing, just too long when (yes, oh~oh~oh)
he see me in the evening (yes)
wanna catch all these feelings (yes)
well, let me be the first to get mi~e~i~e~ine
oh

27. deadz 4:36

[intro: migos & cardo got wings]
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble, cardo got wings)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble (n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble

[chorus: quavo]
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads

[verse 1: quavo]
fresh out (ayy, err)
outta the bed
outta the bed (baow, baow, err)
we heard what chu said
we heard what chu said (ayy, err)
if i wasn’t rapping, i’d be trapping up them bundles (trapping, err)
if i wasn’t trapping, i’d be wrapping up them condos (know i’m saying? err)
nah, for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know i’m saying? err)
nah, for real, no cap, i keep a sack like sapp and tucker (sacks, err)
if you think about running with that, then you in trouble (think about it)
if you think about running with that, then you in trouble (gone)

[refrain: migos & quavo]
you n~ggas in trouble (uh)
you n~ggas in trouble (ayy)
nah, for real (you n~ggas in trouble), no cap, my (ooh) long like anaconda (you n~ggas in trouble, uh)
you n~ggas in trouble (ayy)
you n~ggas in trouble (oh)
if you think about running with that (you n~ggas in trouble, you n~ggas in trouble), then you in trouble (yeah)

[chorus: quavo & 2 chainz]
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads (fresh out the bed, err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed (whoo~ooh~ooh~ooh)
uh, ooh
count up the deads (count up the deads, err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads (err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads (err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads (err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads (err)
uh, ooh
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh
count up the deads
uh, ooh (yeah)
fresh out the bed
uh, ooh (2 chainz)
count up the deads

[verse 2: 2 chainz & 2 chainz]
gang~bang, slang ‘caine, heroin, half~a~ton
purple haze, cam’ron
plays off a samsung, get the job done
if i go jog at night (yeah)
call it a mall run (whoo)
you know what i did last night (what?)
’cause i gave her all ones (tell ’em)
you n~ggas in trouble (trouble)
rock chain by the double (yep)
got dames by the double (yep)
do everything but cuddle (what?)
might buy a bowling alley
i got money out the gutter
fully automatic
and it don’t~don’t stutter (stutter, stutter)
rrah

[refrain: migos & quavo]
you n~ggas in trouble
you n~ggas in trouble
nah, for real (you n~ggas in trouble), no cap, my long like anaconda (you n~ggas in trouble)
you n~ggas in trouble
you n~ggas in trouble
if you think about running with that (you n~ggas in trouble, you n~ggas in trouble), then you in trouble

[verse 3: takeoff & (offset)]
hop out the bed and i’m counting them faces
i jump out the whip and them b~tches start fainting
no 20s or 50s, just benjamin franklins
block on lock, call me kurt angle
i keep the banger, my brother, my partner don’t f~ck wit’ no strangers, they tryna get famous
i put the hood on my back when thee n~ggas couldn’t do none’ but love it, but n~ggas still hating
no, they ain’t real, but thee n~ggas gon’ fake it
if they got a problem, my n~ggas gon’ straighten it
n~ggas debating, they hating, they plotting, they waiting, they want my ice, tell ’em come take it
have people tell me that i couldn’t make it
now i’m doing shows outta state in the nations
my mama told me i gotta stay humble
but don’t be too ready, you gotta have patience (dropping them bangers)

[verse 4: offset]
bangers, bangers (bangers)
double~cup stuff~full texas ranger (drank)
one in the chamber (chamber)
i shoot a hunnid~round clip like wilt chamberlain (brrt)
go to the top and i’m gon’ bring the gang in (gang)
b~tch
do anything da get famous
my (b~tch) wrist
cost me a brick and it’s frigid
i’m (white) rich
but i did not let it change me (uh)
statistics say that chu n~ggas ain’t gangsta

28. 4 am 4:16

[intro: 2 chainz & murda beatz]
yeah, yeah, yeah
m~m~m~murda
yeah, yeah
d~mn right, bro

[verse 1: 2 chainz, 2 chainz, & travis scott]
4 am, i’m just getting started (uh)
for my birthday, i threw me a surprise party (haha)
reminiscing ’bout the trap playing the first carter (tell ’em)
my life changed when i had my first daughter (yeah)
got my first quarter flipping 50~dollar slabs (true)
your n~gga looking at the bills, asking you for half (half)
cut from a different cloth (yuh)
take pride in results (alright)
any time she wanna dip, i’m providing the sauce (whoo)
you on side of the boss (tell ’em)
so you kinda the boss (tell ’em)
you keep playing wit’ me, i end up signing your boss (signing)
drop an ep on a n~gga, for the free~free on a n~gga
yeah, you zz on a n~gga (ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh), king like b.b. on you n~ggas, yeah (yeah)
rock wit’ champagne p
if it wasn’t for the struggle, then i wouldn’t be me
call me deuce or dos, anything but broke
got my aim from the scope
got the game by the throat (okay, d~mn, you)

[chorus: travis scott]
popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
you see, i never took you for the popping type (straight up)
d~mn, it’s 4 am, so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
hit the lights (yeah)
i’m way over top
pop it, fl!ck it
drop a pin, send a location (skrrt, skrrt)
i might pull up in that bullet~coupe sp~ceship (skrrt, skrrt)
drop off a bag of some dangerous (alright)
i might hit chu 4 am, see if you make it (yeah)

[verse 2: 2 chainz, 2 chainz, & travis scott]
i dropped collegrove out the sky
ooh, in a group with the best rapper that’s alive (yeah, yeah, ooh~ooh~ooh)
never turn my back on my slime (straight up, ooh)
i ain’t wanna f~ck the bih (straight up), but she wa’ fine
ooh~ooh~ooh
hol’ up, baby, let me take my time
ooh, hard a get some head and try da drive
ooh~ooh~ooh
jumping out the cake and that’s surprising
ooh, picking up the duffle bag like exercising
ooh, bought mama new house ’cause she deserve it
ooh, practice makes perfect, but n0body’s perfect
ooh~ooh~ooh
escobar is not open for service
ooh, send you to dr. miami for your surgery
ooh~ooh~ooh (okay, you)

[verse 3: 2 chainz & (travis scott)]
ooh, riccardo tisci on the crewneck
ooh, on a k!ller rapper spree and, n~gga, you next
ooh, they talking, chilling, watching netflix (straight up)
ooh, i used to trap and watch bootlegs
ooh, i’m on my wave like a durag
ooh, i see your boo, now, where yo’ crew at?
ooh, talking tequila for the pipe~up
ooh, i hope you got a clean v~g~n~ (straight up), yeah
drench god, drench god, really
representing, we the squad, really (oh, yeah)
tec got the rollie, now i get it
i used to sell drugs for a living
got me a job selling records
had a use my jeweler for a reference
might buy a charm with the extras
might use her legs for a necklace (okay, you)

29. bubble b~tt 3:48

[intro: 2 chainz]
(yeah)
(bounce)
(bounce)
(bounce)

[chorus: bruno mars & (2 chainz)]
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt (yeah)
turn around, stick it out (2 chainz), show the world cha got a—

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
drop it low
put it in the dirt (dirt)
s~x drive
put it in reverse (err)
k!lled they ass
put it in a he~rs~ (d~mn)
then i drove off and put it in the dirt (tell ’em)
drop it low
put it in the dirt (put it in the dirt)
take your top off, turn into a vert (yeah)
b~bubble b~tt
b~busted in her throat
smoking bubble kush
wearing a bubble coat (bubble coat)

[chorus: bruno mars]
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—

[verse 2: mystic]
wind, go down, turn and fl!ck it
a girl like me know how fi handle di wicket
one bat, two b~lls, swing it like cricket
pull me locks, slap my ass, make me show ya how me wicked
baby, baby, mek me tell ya ’bout the body, yah
make you vibrate like a nokia
when me whine and bruk off that buddy, yah
uh~huh, even kartel a happy, yah

[interlude: tyga]
okay

[verse 3: tyga]
open up your bubba gump, let me see your bumper
the booty so smooth, can’t believe it’s not b~tter
i go in from under, she wetter than a surfer
i ate the p~ssy fast, i’m about da start burping
i burp, burp and re~l!ck the bottom of the surface
i loaded my clip in and told her, “don’t get nervous”
i’m a bang bang chiddy bang, bang, bang k!ller
nipple tit cl~t l!cker, ball like a dribble
put chu in a pickle, nibble on my d~ckle
why ya tripping? i’m a crazy individual
never do minimum, drive benz, bentley too
d~mn, b~tch, talk much? i don’t want interviews (interviews)
i’m trying to get into you (into you)
then make you my enemy (enemy)
not playing, got the b~tch mad (hah)
me don’t like flat screen ass, i need a 3d

[chorus: bruno mars & (tyga)]
bubble b~tt (hah)
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt (hah)
bubble b~tt (hah)
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
bubble b~tt
bubble, bubble, bubble b~tt
turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—

30. watch out 3:28

[intro: 2 chainz]
yo (yo)
okay (okay)

[refrain: 2 chainz]
all my n~gga’ with me (all my n~gga’ with me)
all my n~gga’ with it (all my n~gga’ with it)
all my n~gga’ balling (all my n~gga’ balling)
all my n~ggas athletic
all my n~ggas a1
all got street cred
all my n~gga’ balling
all my n~ggas athletic

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
pulled up in a phantom (pulled up in a phantom)
pulled off with a dancer (pulled off with a dancer)
got a pocket full of money (got a pocket full of money)
kinda hard a keep my pants up
n~gga tryna run them bands up
f~ck a b~tch wit’ my hands up
lil’ quay, f~ck the xans up
kinda hard a understand her
duffle bags in the escalade
call the b~tch there a bread truck
got the bih going r~t~rded
call uber for a spare truck
all these n~ggas never scared us
all these n~ggas never ran up
b~tch tryna put the head on me
n~ggas tryna put the feds on me
n~ggas tryna take meds on me
everything for the players only
n~ggas sunny like arizona
gunshots just for saying something
spraying sh~t like aerosol
you a foul and that’s a fair ball
n~gga can’t reach the goals
keep shooting them d~mn air b~lls

[chorus: 2 chainz]
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
uh
watch out, lil’ b~tch (yeah)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
i’m getting rich (rich)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
and i’m getting rich (yeah)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (stiff arm)
hey, watch out, lil’ b~tch (hey, watch out, lil’ b~tch)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
i’m getting rich (rich)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
b~tch, i’m getting rich (yeah)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
watch out, lil’ hoe (watch out, lil’ hoe)
my partner still smoke on parole (true)
they say that i’m crazy (they say that i’m crazy)
i used to talk to a stove (i used to talk to a stove)
i tell it da lock (i tell it da lock)
sh~t, i tell it a lot (sh~t, i tell it a lot)
go to the dealership (go to the dealership)
fishtail off the lot (err)
you know i’m coming straight out the block
you know i’m coming straight of the top
shawty said she want five~million
’cause i told her da leave and called her a thot
sh~t, chu can like it or not (d~mn)
i’m coming straight out the pot (yam)
still got some act’ in my stock (man)
n~gga, i ain’t gotta lie (lie?)
n~gga, i ain’t gotta try (try?)
you waving that thing in the sky? (sky?)
we waving that thing at cho’ body (body)
we waving that thing at cho’ eye (eye)
look at the watch on my wrist (look at the watch on my wrist, skrrt)
got ’em all watching my wrist (got ’em all watching my wrist, skrrt)
told that lil’ b~tch, “i’ll pass” (skrrt)
n~gga, watch the assist (switch)
i run the trap like the marathon
you n~ggas 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 wit’ farrakhan
turn the white house to the terrordome
i used to serve at the chevron
i used to serve wit’ my necklace on
b~tch (b~tch)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (stiff arm, watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
uh
watch out, lil’ b~tch (yeah)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
i’m getting rich (rich)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
and i’m getting rich (yeah)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out, watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (watch out)
watch out, lil’ b~tch (stiff arm)
hey, watch out, lil’ b~tch (hey, watch out, lil’ b~tch)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
i’m getting rich (rich)
you getting mad (you getting mad)
b~tch, i’m getting rich (yeah)

31. it’s a vibe 3:32

[intro: 2 chainz & murda beatz]
yeah (yeah)
(hahahahahaha)
yeah (yeah)
ooh (m~m~m~murda, ooh)
(yeah)
(ahem)

[chorus: 2 chainz, 2 chainz & trey songz, trey songz, & 2 chainz & ty dolla $ign]
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
she wanna vibe, yeah (she wanna vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
yeah
uh (yeah, that’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
yeah
yeah (that’s a vibe)
oh, that’s a vibe (oh, that’s a vibe)
oh, it’s a vibe (oh, it’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
she wanna vibe, yeah (she wanna vibe)
that’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe, yeah)
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah)

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign]
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
she wanna vibe (she wanna vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
this sh~t vibe, yeah, yeah
late night (late night)
oh, it’s a vibe (oh, it’s a vibe)
let me slide (let me slide)
oh, it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
dim the lights (dim the lights)
oh, it’s a vibe, yeah (oh, it’s a vibe, yeah)
get high (get high)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
oh, it’s a vibe, yeah (oh, it’s a vibe, yeah)

[verse 2: trey songz, 2 chainz, & 2 chainz & trey songz]
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
don’t cha like? (don’t cha like?)
your p~ssy dripping
gushing, dripping down your thighs
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
get high (get high)
digging deep while i’m looking in your eyes
vibe is the realest (woah~oh~oh~oh~oh~oh)
i know you feel it (woah~oh~oh~oh~oh~oh, yah)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
different vibe (different vibe)
this my vibe, n~gga
all the b~tches like it (okay)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
so i got the ambiance just where i want it (yah)
and if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (true)
my ego is enormous like my crib in california (hmm)
if you ain’t got no heart
man, ya gonna need a donor
now i said i’m from the corner of the atl (yah)
where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (alright)
broke so many bales down that i’m sh~ll shocked (bah)
i held glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
got a vibe, make a yellow chick
turn her neck (alright)
got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
got a vibe, make an asian want hibachi (hibachi?)
got a vibe, make italian want versace (versace?)
carbon copies get declined, i’m the pioneer
beat that p~ssy up, i need riot gear
any volunteers?
gas in a ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
this one outta here, this is our year (this is our year)

[verse 4: jhené aiko]
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
oh, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
am i your type? (am i your type?)
p~ssy tight (p~ssy tight)
maybe i’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
bust it, bust it wide (bust it, bust it wide)
this the type of sh~t i like, yeah, yeah
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
oh, it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
yeah

32. crack 4:34

[intro: 2 chainz & 2 chainz]
(hey, jack)
(start that beat from the ti’nop)
(yeah)
(based on a t.r.u. story)
(uh)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
(started from the trap, now i rap, now i rap, yeah)
(no matter where i’m at, i got crack, i got crack)
(started from the trap, now i rap, now i rap, tell ’em)
(no matter where i’m at, i got crack, i got crack)
(i got cr’nack, yeah, i got cr’nack, i got cr’nack)
(got that cr’nack, yeah, i got cr’nack, i got cr’nack)
(started from the trap, now i rap, now i rap, yeah)
(no matter where i’m at, i got crack, i got crack)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
standing on them blocks, selling hi’nard (yeah)
i be going dumb, i be going r~t~rd (true)
wit’ no regard for no br’noad (br’noad)
pi’nark my car, b~tch, i’m from collipi’nark (tell ’em)
southside
outside, and i’m riding ’round, i get it
and i look around, they took my style
like, “muh’f~cker, you tripping” (tripping, uh)
let me slow it down ‘fore i get a ticket (skrrt)
n~gga want a verse from me, it’s gon’ cost a chicken (err)
rearview mirror
shake it like a stripper hoe (boom, stripper hoe)
car so big, it got a stripper pole (okay, stripper pole)
i’m balling
balling like a give and g’no (g’no)
all i talk is crack
i can get the rico (get the rico)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
shawty got some real good p’nuss (yeah)
if that sh~t stink, then she need a di’nush (di’nush)
no, i’m not a k!ller, but no p’nush (p’nush)
get f~cked, get slugged, bet cha won’t even get up (bah)
this us
2 guns in my adidas
i’m from the a and you a c~
you n~ggas can’t even see us (tell ’em)
ear m~ffs from neiman’s
marcus
i’m like, “come on, let’s start this” (d~mn)
keep it real, my deparment
versace my garment
yeah (yeah)
i don’t give a fi’nuck (i don’t give a fi’nuck, uh)
i don’t give a fi’nuck (i don’t give a fi’nuck)
make her suck my di’nick
’til that b~tch hiccup
and when she call my phi’none
i won’t even pick up
uh (uh)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
(started from the trap, now i rap, now i rap, yeah)
(no matter where i’m at, i got crack, i got crack)
(started from the trap, now i rap, now i rap, tell ’em)
(no matter where i’m at, i got crack, i got crack, crack)
(i got cr’nack, crack, yeah, i got cr’nack, i got cr’nack, yeah, crack)
(got that cr’nack, crack, yeah, i got cr’nack, i got cr’nack, tell ’em, crack)
(started from the trap, crack, now i rap, now i rap, yeah, crack)
(no matter where i’m at, crack, i got crack, i got crack)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
thousand eight grams in my b’nag (yeah)
i be making jewels, work be moving f’nast (true)
and you need a mind yo’ f~cking bi’naz (bi’naz)
get cash, get fast, this a paper ti’nag (err)
new car
you are
not me, forget it
i got more hoes than four hoes
i had a foursome for christmas (d~mn)
let me turn it down, my baby mama listening (shh)
extra garlic b~tter, i got benihana issues (tell ’em)
trigger finger
itching like it’s poison ivy (ivy)
going so hard, v~~gr~ tryna sign me (sign me)
i might get an endors~m~nt from baking soda (soda)
catch me cooking crack
tryna make a rollie (uh)

[outro: 2 chainz]
crack
crack, crack, crack
crack
crack, crack, crack
crack
crack, crack, crack
crack, crack, crack
crack, crack, crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack
crack, crack
crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
all i talk is crack
i can get the rico (get the rico)

33. the one 5:46

[intro: james fauntleroy]
ooh~ooh~ooh

[chorus: marsha ambrosius, james fauntleroy, james fauntleroy & marsha ambrosius, & kanye west]
the storm is on the horizon (ooh)
i’m standing here alone
got a pistol on my hip (oh, yeah)
and it’s gonna be some sh~t
if you want it, then bring it on
see, i’m a motherf~cking soldier (mmm)
and i’ma be here ’til it’s done
and when they asking who i’m is
sh~t
you just tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one
tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one
tell them that i’m the one (i’m the one, baby)

[verse 1: kanye west & (james fauntleroy)]
yeah, i’m the one, baby
since god gave his only begotten son, baby
it’s hard preaching the gospel to the slums lately
so i had a put the church on the drums, baby
you on a run, baby
you on a run, baby
you think you free, but chu a slave to the funds, baby
you think you me, but chu ain’t me
what cha done lately?
mmm, that’s cool, but i’ve been running on the sun, baby
we on a galaxy
the haters cannot visit
that’s my reality, so, get off my scott disick
if you ever held a title belt, you would know how michael felt
tyson, jackson, jordan, michael phelps
yeah
had a take it to another realm
’cause everything around me got me underwhelmed
best way da describe my position is at the helm
best way da describe
my new whip
“yealm” (ooh~ooh~ooh)

[chorus: marsha ambrosius, james fauntleroy, & james fauntleroy & marsha ambrosius]
the storm is on the horizon (ooh)
i’m standing here alone
got a pistol on my hip (oh, yeah)
and it’s gonna be some sh~t
if you want it, then bring it on
see, i’m a motherf~cking soldier (mmm)
and i’ma be here ’til it’s done
and when they asking who i’m is
sh~t
you just tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one
tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one
tell them that i’m the one

[verse 2: big sean & (james fauntleroy)]
i told detroit i’ma f~cking get it
i told my brother we’ll be f~cking winning
ye told me i’m the man for the job
so i told my mom, call her’s up and tell ’em that she quitting
started off in that chevrolet
but it’s ferraris i gotta drive
i’m on hbo wit’ my entourage, i’m 5’9” f~cking nine~da~five
i need a hunnid~million, no compromise
i’m a double x~l n~gga
magazine and condom size, see what i seen and be traumatized
i don’t wait, i marinate
variate
e’ry day
e’ry state
sold out
f~ck around and need a barricade
my weed loud, i need a hearing aid
living life behind a pair of shades
i be a billionaire if i could get a dollar
for all the bullsh~t that i hear a day (ooh~ooh~ooh)
i did it

[chorus: marsha ambrosius, james fauntleroy, james fauntleroy & marsha ambrosius, & 2 chainz]
the storm is on the horizon (ooh)
i’m standing here alone
got a pistol on my hip (oh, yeah)
and it’s gonna be some sh~t
if you want it, then bring it on
see, i’m a motherf~cking soldier (mmm)
and i’ma be here ’til it’s done
and when they asking who i’m is
sh~t
you just tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one
tell them that i’m the one
one, one, one (yeah)
tell them that i’m the one

[verse 3: 2 chainz & james fauntleroy]
treat the backseat like a sofa bed (bed)
break bread wit’ my n~ggas, call it profit sharing (yeah)
this some good sh~t, but it get better (better)
and, yeah, my b~tch cold, n~gga, thin sweater (tell ’em)
like my verse suede and the beat leather
just tryna stay above sea level
when my n~gga went da jail, i said, “free gucci” (i bought “free gucci”)
i done bought so much sh~t, i should get “free gucci” (true)
bought my baby mama anaconda bags
i shouldn’t have bought it all, i should’ve went and cut the grass
snake~ass n~ggas in my f~cking face
bring your girl here, n~gga, so i could f~ck her face
yeah, i run this place, this is cashmere swag (swag)
n~ggas tread~milling, going nowhere fast (uh)
sitting court~side at the hawks game (game)
louis on, i could trip a f~cking ball player (ooh~ooh~ooh)

[outro: james fauntleroy]
f~ck yeah, awesome, yeah, i lost some
of my mind
and then i found peace, it was really kind
of awesome, it’s possible
godd~mn right
yeah, i’ve been honest the whole time
f~ck yeah, awesome, yeah, i lost some
of my mind
and then i found peace, it was really kind
of awesome, it’s possible
godd~mn right
yeah, i’ve been honest the whole time

34. upper echelon 4:04

[chorus 1: travis scott]
pull~pull~pull out the .7 (.7)
pull out the rolls (rolls, roll out)
we so high
upper echelon (‘chelon, straight up)
we so f~cking high, up~upper echelon (‘chelon, d~mn)
(la flame)
(straight up)
pull~pull~pull out the .7 (.7)
pull out the rolls (rolls, roll out, bando)
we so high
upper echelon (‘chelon, that dope, straight up)
we so f~cking high, up~upper echelon (‘chelon)
(straight up, d~mn)

[verse 1: travis scott]
dozing off them xannies, just popped a bandie
wave rock like atlantic, froze like atlantic
party at the sphinx, d~mn, that’s so outlandish (straight up)
she gon’ make it clap, clap
throw them bands up (up)
walking through the waldorf, they know my name, yeah (la flame)
dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year (straight up)
don’t cha come around me, ain’t got the time, b
nah (straight up)
watch me do the randy
touchdown (bricks)
knew how much i get
think la flame the golden child (la flame)
riding right behind her, pull up beside her (skrrt)
we popping champagne
d~mn, you apple cider

[chorus 2: travis scott & t.i.]
pull~pull~pull out the .7 (.7)
pull out the rolls (rolls, roll out)
we so high
upper echelon (‘chelon, straight up)
we so f~cking high, up~upper echelon (‘chelon, d~mn, aight, travis, let get it, hustle gang, n~gga)
you n~ggas a mess

[verse 2: t.i.]
i swear ya best show some respect
or else i guarantee you’ll get wet (show us)
you f~cking with us, i suggest you invest in a vest (ayy)
a chopper no less than a tech (uh)
you n~ggas want trouble in that, i’m the best
they just wanna talk, i ain’t finna do that (hey)
i just might pull up wherever you at (at)
put my foot in yo’ ass and a hole in yo’ hat (blah)
okay, hol’ up, let me freeze up (okay)
thee n~gga’ must have caught amnesia (say what?)
my face card in these streets, cuh (ayy)
a~1 credit, no visa (leggo)
excuse me, shawty, don’t get me started
if your sh~t sick, my sh~t r~t~rded (okay)
motherf~cker can’t see the tree, but before i get wrong
get shot, then leave ’em in the forest
boom, wait ’til the end of the earth
just to get my check, interfere, get hurt
hey, first thing first, this what i do (okay)
i’m a king motherf~cker, who the h~ll are you?
check suckers off top, i bet i do (i do)
hustle gang in it, b~tch, you better lay down, fool
we crème de la crème, f~ck them f~ck n~ggas
top shelf, upper echelon, can’t f~ck with us (ayy)

[chorus 3: travis scott & 2 chainz]
pull~pull~pull out the .7 (.7)
pull out the rolls (rolls, roll out, that dope)
we so high
upper echelon (‘chelon, that dope, straight up)
we so f~cking high, up~upper echelon (‘chelon, bando, d~mn)
(2 chainz)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
uh (uh)
pull up in the ‘rari, my hoe beside me (err, hoe beside me)
it’s a two~seater, yo’ b~tch can’t ride
hoe, i’m sorry (d~mn, hoe, i’m sorry)
let’s get it jumping, call it center court (uh, center court)
on the loud, you can smell that scent on me in court (d~mn, me in court)
just beat the case, call it larry holmes (larry holmes)
on the plane wit’ cho’ b~tch and a carry~on (tell ’em, carry~on)
i~i~i do it for my city, then i fly away (fly away)
i can see tomorrow, i’m so high da day (high da day)
i told ’em, “let’s pray”, i keep k!lling verses (k!lling verses, hahaha)
yo’ b~tch wit’ me, she wearing k!ller purses (k!ller purses)
pull~pull out that seven (pull~pull out that .7, yeah)
mac~11 (mac~11, bah)
pastor, reverend (pastor, reverend, hol’ up)
versace heaven (versace heaven)

[chorus 4: travis scott]
pull~pull~pull out the .7 (.7)
pull out the rolls (rolls, roll out, that dope)
we so high
upper echelon (‘chelon, that dope, straight up)
we so f~cking high, up~upper echelon (‘chelon, bando, d~mn)
(la flame)
(straight up)

35. big amount 3:10

[intro: 2 chainz & buddah bless]
i’ma tell ya, i’ma tell ya this right now, if you—
if you woke up this morning
n~gga, you winning
for real, dawg (buddah bless this beat, yeah)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
i got a big amount, i took a different route
i am the pick of the litter
uh
i was in juvie, they gave me community
i had a pick up some litter
uh
i want it easy, please do not tease me
i wore my yeezys to dinner
uh
this i’ the season, i got the seasoning
don’t made me sprinkle you n~ggas, uh
i got my reasons, you wanna please me
send me the p~ssy, not pictures, whoo
met her this week and f~cked her this evening
she turn a freak on the liquor
yeah
i am a boss on thee b~tche’
yeah
i pour some voss on thee b~tche’
yeah
i have no thoughts on thee b~tche’
yeah
rock double~cross on thee b~tche’
yeah
dearly departed, gather da day
on some prince sh~t
you know what they say
me and my safe
got a friendship
ten on me
thin weight
flip weight
getting paid
getting laid
b~tch~made
took off
sick days
6 trey
6~4 bounce, b~tch, bounce
hood n~gga
favorite spot was the waffle house
patty melt with the hash browns
tryna avoid all the pat~downs
tryna avoid all the lame hoes
weirdos in the background
blackout when i back out
blow the h~rn for a pedestrian
shawty ride like an equestrian
i bought the dress that she in
red bottoms in his and hers
got a rollie in his and hers
got a car in his and hers
walk in the zoo and say, “pick a fur”
last night was a blur to me
this morning, i got two wit’ me
ion’t know what da do wit’ me
going ape like the zoo wit’ me
got a tool with the screw missing
two girls in the pool kissing
everywhere i go, the rod wit’ me
‘cuh thee n~ggas acting too fishy
yeah

[interlude: drake]
f~ck y’all n~ggas on, man?
duffle bag forever
just left v live
atlanta could never die as long as tit alive
yeah
look

[verse 2: drake & drake]
i got a big amount
i think i’m the biggest out
got hits and i ain’t even put ’em out
lit and you can’t even put it out
got the billboard melodies
rap is some’ i do on the side
crossed over to the other side
and i didn’t even have da die
got the money and i never show it
let a n~gga try da play heroic
michael jackson talking to me in my dreams
and he say, “ya bad and ya know it”
better shamone with my check then
i’m a j. prince investment
n~ggas love da talk reckless
then see me like best friends
got the sand~colored fn
and i’ve never seen the inside of a marriott or a westin
five stars, nothing less than
f~ck n~ggas on your payroll
and ya let ’em know the safe code
and ya knew him for a month though
but cha call them n~ggas big bro
you could move in the hidden hills
and we still don’t live by the same code
i’m respected everywhere i go
n~gga, long live bankroll
skip the rainbow, funny style sh~t
and it’s straight to the pot of gold
somebody, everybody know
6 god with the god flow

[outro: drake]
yeah~yeah

36. i luv dem strippers 4:00

[intro: marvel beats & 2 chainz]
dj (dj)
dee (dee)
marvel (marvel)
(uh)
(yeah)
(2 chainz)

[refrain: 2 chainz]
let’s play big bank take little bank (bank)
you are looking at a shark in a fish tank (tank)
when i’m in the kitchen (when i’m in the kitchen)
i make plenty cash (cash)
tell shawty come here
she got plenty ass

[chorus: 2 chainz]
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah~yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
in my foreign car (err)
got the trunk
by the engine (engine)
so when i back, back (back)
i’m fronting on you n~ggas (fronting)
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
yeah~yeah, i love them strippers (yeah)
in my foreign car
got the trunk
by the engine (engine)
so when i back, back (back)
i’m fronting on you n~ggas (okay, uh)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
first, i pack back (back)
then, i backpack (pack)
where’s paris hilton? (where?)
where’s kat stacks? (d~mn)
i’m rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from true religion
them broke hoes can’t pay attention, your cutie missing
new edition
mr. telephone man (uh)
there’s something wrong with my line (there’s something wrong with my line)
when i call my baby’s number (uh)
i get a cl!ck
every time (okay)
every line
is dope
you can snort it
work~working in the pot
i can make it do aerobics (tell ’em)
i’m hater~phobic (phobic)
they mad ’cause i’m winning (winning)
they busy high and catching (catching)
mad ’cause i’m pinching (pinch)
all my b~tches different (different)
all my diamonds glistening (true)
my weed so loud (loud)
everybody listen
they say it’s for the birds (birds)
so i bought a kilo (kilo)
my boost mobile chirping
it mu’ be my amigo
brr, brr

[verse 2: nicki minaj]
2 chainz, you f~cking crazy (yep)
muh’f~ckers know, i’m f~cking crazy (whoo)
f~ck wrong with thee b~tches lately? (huh?)
b~tches better get on they knees and praise me (whoop)
b~tch, i rep that rich gang
where’s stunna?
where’s wayne?
that’s red on my wristband (uh~huh)
sb (uh~huh)
mack maine (uh~huh)
tell tyga
looking for this b~tch called blac chyna
take a n~gga b~tch in a hot flash
menopause hot flash
yes, that’s why i’m crowned queen
and i ain’t looking for the prom king
these hoes’ careers ain’t promising
k!lling these b~tches, crime scene
oh (oh)
that’s how a b~tch do it (do it)
fifty black trucks gonna follow when i pull up (pull up)
this sh~t
hit cha in the chin, like a pull up (pull up)
my door so c~cky (c~cky)
my door so stuck up (stuck up)
oh (oh)
hop up out the sp~ce car (car)
b~tches, stay pressed, i call them a sp~ce bar (bar)
bar (bar)
man, i wish a b~tch would
hunnid~thousand dollar engine
i wish a b~tch could (kyuh, ow)

[outro: nicki minaj]
wait, ion’t even think these n~ggas understood what the f~ck i just said
i said:
“hunnid~thousand dollar engine
i wish a b~tch could
like the little engine
that could” (gehe)
ya dig, he
2 chainz (2 chainz)
kyuh

37. yuck 4:48

[intro: heaven epps & 2 chainz]
yuck, daddy (yuck, daddy)
yuck, daddy (yuck, daddy)
uh (uh)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
cut the top off, call it amber rose
just bought a big body, time to paint the toes
known a act a donkey on the camel~toe
then take the camel~toe and turn it into casserole
2 chainz, talking on the flx phone
poof
just like that, the whole check gone
former posturepedic i was slept on
so many chains on, it look like my neck gone
my girl came through and brought an extra body
now, that’s an after party for the after party
two~gun gang
all~black ferrari
his and her armani
put it in her tummy (tummy)
and, yeah, the bread good if the head good
befo’ benihana’s, it was canned goods
befo’ canned goods, it was similac
i’m from where they send shots, then we send ’em back
a half~a~million dollars worth of crack money
wrap your parents up
now you got a black mommy
yeah, i did it, true da my religion
two guns on me
both with extensions
if you on the pole, play yo’ position
i got enough dough da pay yo’ tuition
corduroy trues, with the skull cap
i just woke up, tell me where the drugs at
and after the drugs, where the girls at?
and after the girls, where the love at?
and if it ain’t no love, i’m like, “f~ck that
n~gga, i’m so dope
you could catch a f~cking contact”

[chorus: lil wayne]
good weed, bad b~tch
got these hoes on my d~ck like brad pitt
woah
i seen (woah) it all befo’
the b~tch got a man, but she scheming on the low, how it go?
it go, f~ck them other n~ggas ’cause i’m down for my n~ggas
my homies got the bl!ckers, automatics, no cl!ckers
hah (hah)
codeine, no liquor
man, life is a b~tch, mine is a gold digger
i’m f~cked (i’m f~cked)
let’s f~ck (let’s f~ck)
she said she on her period, i said, “yuck” (i said, “yuck”)
i called another bopper
i beat it like a copper
two big chains
one big chopper
biatch (biatch)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
yeah
i got the chopper for the correspondents
the codeine got me standing horizontal
i had enough of the broken promises
so i’m in a room full of pocahontases
and this sh~t is off the meat rack
weed sack, big car
laying wit’ my seat back
we next, we ain’t never left, holling, “we back”
all this ice on me, and my n~ggas playing freeze tag
lord, forgive me, this my fourth foreign
if yo’ baby daddy lame, you should forewarn him
i come through with the yopper on
turn that n~gga into hot bologna
i’m the type, a n~gga cop a rollie, cop a benz, cop a tool
then wear it all da church, n~gga, halleluj’
uh
i’m from the trap where the block’ll pay ya
me and my n~gga pass your hoe
like a hot potato
i be like, “you could get her”, he be like, “you could get her”
i be like, “you could have her”, he be like, “you could have her”
he be like, “it don’t matter”, i be like, “me neither” (me neither)
uh
my old school got twenty~sixes on it
and i got cha girl kissing on me
mwah (mwah)

[outro: heaven epps & lil wayne]
yuck, daddy (yuck, daddy)
yuck
yuck, daddy (yuck, daddy)
yuck
yuck~yuck~yuck, daddy (two big chains)
one big chopper
two big chains, one~one big chopper
two~two big chains, one~one big chopper
two big chains
one big chopper
biatch (biatch)

38. what they want 4:28

[intro: schoolboy q & (mike will made~it)]
this the sh~t that they need
tell me where are you from
drop your pants to yo’ knees
girl (mike will made~it), i’m capital g
might

[verse 1: schoolboy q]
pull up in my bucket (bucket)
this .9 holds a good dozen (dozen, yeah)
might slide up in yo’ cousin (cousin, uh)
just made a mil’ and still thugging (thugging)
n~ggas banged on me, but they should’ve shot me (shot me)
see, i hit the corner, then spot him, got him (got him, oh)
court date, but i skipped the bail (bail, yeah)
rather wig myself before i sit in jail (jail, oh)
need a gang of weed
and a pint of lean (yeah)
got a hat, say, “figg'” on my gangsta tip (yeah)
don’t trust no hoe
i might sock the b~tch (b~tch)
i’m apocalypse to your politics (‘tics, oh)
might cop the phantom, get ghost (ghost)
i can pay your bills with this coat (coat, coat)
need an extra band for this smoke (smoke)
i can see for miles with this scope, n~gga (uh)
got an oxy~scribed to this dope dealer (uh, yeah)
misses piggy, want a piggyback (yeah, oh)
rock cremation, then called it crack (yeah)
i’ma keep on eating ’til my ankles fat (yeah, oh)
sell that fix, throw it ‘cross the map (uh)
push my p~n~s in between her lap (ooh, yeah)
put my s~m~n all down her throat (throat)
’til tito kilos come off that boat (whoo, boat)

[chorus: schoolboy q]
this the sh~t (oh) that they want (they want)
this the sh~t that they need (whoo, they need)
tell me where are you from (uh, from)
drop your pants to yo’ knees (yo’ knees)
girl, i’m capital g (yeah, g)
this the sh~t they gon’ buy (gon’ buy)
this the sh~t why i’m fly (i’m fly)
this the sh~t why i’m high (high)
this the sh~t they gon’ bump (yeah, gon’ bump)
this the sh~t that they want (they want, whoo)
this the sh~t that they want (they want, yeah)

[post~chorus: schoolboy q & 2 chainz]
tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em (uh)
if you see my watch, i might hit it (might hit it)
if you see my check, i might hit it (might hit it)
if you see my house, i might hit it (might hit it, whoo, whoo)
this the sh~t that they want (yeah, they want)
this the sh~t that they need (they need, yeah)
this the sh~t that’s from me (yeah, me, yeah)
this the sh~t they gon’ bump (yeah, gon’ bump)
this the sh~t that they want (2 chainz, yeah, they want)
this the sh~t that they want (they want, oh)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
yeah, this that fo’ n~ggas in a regal flow (err)
speeding through the yellow lights
treat my versace belt like it’s a mistletoe
i put everything over yellow rice
graduated from h~lla ice
if i stand on my bankroll (stand on your bankroll)
n~gga, i’d be scared of heights
and i’d be dodging the po~lice
when i was po’ wit’ no lights
when i was po’ wit’ potential
watch my flow in fo’ inches
oh, lord, she in christians
all gold for my adventist
pulled it down and she kissed it
all gold where my wrists is
god’ll judge, no conviction
just because i got dreads, don’t get it twisted (uh)
moving my whip down the boulevard (dang)
word ’round town, i was selling hard (tell ’em)
hard and i’m talking ’bout the yayo (yayo)
hit her on the flo’ and then i lay low (d~mn)
amigos say, “que pasa with the pesos?” (pesos)
promethazine, codeine, caseloads (true)
and when i pull up to the valet (valet)
ya know i got the strippers on payroll (uh)

[post~chorus: schoolboy q]
tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em (uh)
if you see my watch, i might hit it (might hit it)
if you see my check, i might hit it (might hit it)
if you see my house, i might hit it (might hit it, whoo, whoo)
this the sh~t that they want (yeah, they want)
this the sh~t that they need (they need, yeah)
this the sh~t that’s from me (yeah, me, yeah)
this the sh~t they gon’ bump (yeah, gon’ bump)
this the sh~t that they want (yeah, they want)
this the sh~t (yeah) that they want (they want, oh)

[verse 3: schoolboy q]
100k in my trunk (trunk)
keep that b~tch with that donk (donk, uh)
she gon’ pop in them heels (heels)
she must heard of my deal (deal)
she gon’ roll on them pills (yeah)
just don’t grab on my hat (hat)
this that sh~t that’s iraq (‘raq, uh)
this that make you climax (yeah)
this that sh~t you just bought (bought)
this that q go hamhawk (hawk)
this that car that won’t park (park, err)
pedal da flo’, it won’t stop (stop)
and just when you thought it won’t drop (uh, drop)
oxymoron in stores (yeah, stores)
come in, kids, lock the door (door)
knock~knock~knock, hit the floor (uh, floor)
need my bread off the top (yeah)
could buy anything off the lot (uh)
this that steel, not the grill (grill)
get them slugs off for real (real)
this that curl with the gel (uh)
we gon’ win, smoke the l’s (yeah)
she love my mic, rock the bell (uh)
leave that punani k!lled (yeah)
all them hoes run to q (q)
spit that truth, make the loot (loot)
expensive whips, we hotbox (box)
spent 2 bills on my socks (uh)
this that make you c~ckblock (yeah)
this that make me pop shot (yeah)
this that filthy convo (oh)
this that must be figueroa

39. 100it racks 4:28

[intro: southside, dj esco, & future]
southside (southside)
summer ’16 (summer ’16)
yeah (yeah)
freebandz, ovo (freebandz, ovo)
dj esco (dj esco)
talking duffle talk, yeah (talking duffle talk, yeah)

[chorus 1: future, drake, & drake & future]
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
and i
i got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper

[verse 1: drake]
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
all y’all n~ggas don’t matter
i hit threes off~balance
i switch hands like allen
i’m just blessed, full talent
for the whole 6, i’m wilding
you think she your baby girl
she text us like dallas
oh, sh~t, guess it don’t matter
talk down on me, i’m flattered
whole freebandz on xanax
y’all can’t do no damage
wrong cup, guess it don’t matter
this one tastes like candy
this one must be hendrix
f~ck y’all boys, y’all finished
you’re dead
ion’t talk da hoes about bidness
diamond in my tooth from the dentist
put a n~gga name in the guinness
‘member when my phone was on minutes
i ain’t dead yet like i’m bruce willis
i ain’t really worried ’bout a image
y’all still treat it like a scrimmage
and i

[chorus 2: drake, drake & future, future, dj esco, & ~2 chainz~]
i got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (jeez)
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
i (dj esco)
i got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~yeah~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~why not? haha~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~okay~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~okay~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~okay~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~true~)
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (~2 chainz~)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
hunnid~thousand busting out the wrapper (uh)
count it up ’til i get a callous (uh)
ion’t really talk da y’all rappers (mmm)
put codeine in a snapple (uh)
put codeine on a salad (salad)
guess i’m on a codeine diet (diet)
put another hunnid in the rifle (rifle)
everybody better be quiet, uh (shh)
everybody, put your hands higher (higher)
then i chop the top, like, “hi~yah” (whoo)
all of my 16s fire (ooh)
all of my b~tches bi~ah
they buying extra clothes, i mean
they bis~xual, i mean
versace sectional, i mean
roll up the texaco, i mean
this i’ the crazy flow
i got a straitjacket in the booth (uh)
i smoke a joint during an interview (uh)
got the rolex playing peek~a~boo (uh, uh)
all of you n~ggas that took the swag (uh)
i’ma have da get residuals (uh)
i’m a different individual (uh)
got my hand on my genitals (uh, uh)

[chorus 3: drake, drake & future, & future]
i got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (jeez)
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
and i
i got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper

[verse 3: future]
we ain’t gotta use no scale (yeah)
it’s all there, ye’ ain’t gotta count it (yeah)
crocodile hermè’ bag (bag)
stuffed all down my pockets (woah)
hunnid racks sitting in the plastic (plastic)
i ain’t gon’ even f~cking touch it (touch it)
you can go ask l.a. (lay)
ion’t go da work on budgets (uh)
you can go check these stones (stones)
everything on me flooded (flooded)
and i gotta work three phones (phones)
name another n~gga getting cloned (cloned)
put a hoe n~gga on a shirt (shirt)
got a new bank account alert (‘lert)
whole freebandz on mud (mud)
taliban gang on percs (percs)
i ain’t gonna take no shots (shots)
turn my dawg to a boss (boss)
we ain’t gon’ take no loss (nah)
know ya tryna steal that sauce (sauce)
hunnids on hunnids on hunnids (hunnids)
i done ran up me a bag (bag)
we got a tour this summer (summer)
i’m ’bout da run up a bag (yeah)
hunnid~thousand dollars for a walkthrough (hunnid)
i’ma need mine in cash (hunnid)
got a whole city on my back (yeah)
i ain’t ’bout da go out sad
whole freebandz on go

40. gang up 3:52

[intro: pnb rock]
o~ay~o (o~ay~o)
yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah)
i’m with the gang

[chorus: pnb rock & 2 chainz]
gang, gang
yeah, we ’bout da go up (yeah)
switching lanes, it’s a thang
every time we show up (skrrt~skrrt)
you a lame, lame, lame
and ya so below us (yeah)
bet cha hoe, she know us (yeah)
’cause ya know we glowed up
we stayed down (stayed down)
and came up (came up)
and came up (came up)
we stayed down (stayed down, yeah)
we came up (came up)
the gang up (the gang up, 2 chainz, yeah)

[verse 1: 2 chainz & pnb rock]
yeah (yeah)
i’m a villain that’s winning (yeah)
wit’ precision, i’m k!lling (yeah)
represent the religion (uh)
ended up independent
took my car to the clinic
let ’em check all the vitals
middle finger da rivals (oh)
michael jackson, my idol (whoo)
still ducked in a pie hole
talk to the plug everyday
except cinco de mayo (true)
i still got me a carlo
still got monte carlo
your car running so bad
it stink up the apollo (tell ’em)
call my rollie a ralo (uh)
call my ap a “ap” (ap)
i ain’t talking seat belts
when i say that i’m strapped (bah)
i’m in love wit’ my side, hoe
i’ll sneak her through the side do’ (whoo)
i’ma show ya what we ride fo’
i’ma show ya what we die fo’ (i’m with the gang)

[chorus: pnb rock, 2 chainz, & 2 chainz & pnb rock]
gang, gang (yeah)
yeah, we ’bout da go up (yeah, yeah)
switching lanes, it’s a thang
every time we show up (alright, skrrt~skrrt)
you a lame, lame, lame
and ya so below us (2 chainz, yeah)
bet cha hoe, she know us (yeah)
’cause ya know we glowed up (yeah)
we stayed down (stayed down, down)
and came up (came up)
and came up (came up)
we stayed down (stayed down, down)
we came up (uh, came up)
the gang up (uh, the gang up, i’m in my—yeah)

[verse 2: young thug & pnb rock]
same lane, lane and i ain’t gon’ ever change up (lane, lane)
i blowed the brain out the range like a taz angel (yah, yah)
here’s r.i.p. da paul walker, homie got his stain up (i need a call)
we had cho’ main on us, now we got stains on us (straight up)
and all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexing (what we gotta do?)
yeah, i got her indian, she western
(yeah, she western)
yeah, i just had s~x with one of your best friends (d~mn)
then that fast and furious started nesting (sheesh)
say i’m ’bout da go take off on you (take off on you)
is you staying, is you rolling like a scroller? (yes, you are)
you’re ready da take off like a 1980 coke? yes (yuh)
he know that instagram sh~t, are you gon’ post that? (yuh, i’m with the gang)

[chorus: pnb rock & wiz khalifa]
gang, gang (yep)
yeah, we ’bout da go up (yep, yeah)
switching lanes, it’s a thang
every time we show up (young khalifa, man, skrrt~skrrt)
you a lame, lame, lame
and ya so below us (hahaha, yep, yeah)
bet cha hoe, she know us (yeah)
’cause ya know we glowed up (that’s exactly what we gonna do)
we stayed down (forever, stayed down)
and came up (came up)
and came up (come see me, came up)
we stayed down (i got exactly what cha need, stayed down)
we came up (uh, came up)
the gang up (the gang up, yeah)

[verse 3: wiz khalifa & pnb rock & wiz khalifa]
yeah, i’m always with my gang
we always ready da ride ’cause for the squad, we’ll do anything
stay down, we’ll never change
we always gon’ stay the same
put chu in check, when you outta place
i try da tell ’em not da mess wit’ my gang, gang, gang
we do what we gotta do and don’t complain~plain~plain
i’m on the road, i’m prolly fresh up off the plane, plane, plane
know ya heard about me, i do my thang, thang, thang

[pre~chorus: wiz khalifa & pnb rock & wiz khalifa]
i got the world on my back (back)
i put cha girl on her back (back)
i did it all on my own (own)
now there ain’t no turning back (back)
and my whole squad got my back (back)
and shawty so bad, i asked her if she repped the gang
she said, “facts” (facts)
gang, gang, gang

[chorus: pnb rock]
gang, gang
yeah, we ’bout da go up (yeah)
switching lanes, it’s a thang
every time we show up (skrrt~skrrt)
you a lame, lame, lame
and ya so below us (yeah)
bet cha hoe, she know us (yeah)
’cause ya know we glowed up
we stayed down (stayed down)
and came up (came up)
and came up (came up)
we stayed down (stayed down)
we came up (came up)
the gang up (the gang up, yeah)

41. r.i.p. 9:20

[intro: jeezy, 2 chainz, & yg]
(yeah)
(wassup?)
(that’s what i’m saying, though)
(we got erickson, we can go to the club, n~gga)
(2 chainz)
(yeah, mustard on the beat, hoe, what?)

[chorus 1: jeezy]
r.i.p., we just k!lled the club
took patrón to the head (out the bottle), almost k!lled a thug
when i’m so high, i can’t feel the drugs
too many haters sitting here
ion’t feel the love (look, yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, what? what?)
r.i.p. (yeah, yeah)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., look, what? yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, i’m in a—let’s go)

[verse 1: jeezy]
brand~new drop~top ‘rari wit’ 3 b~tches (yeah)
tired being in the middle of trial wit’ 3 snitches (haha)
and i hit up e’ry club in your city
where n~ggas at? (huh?)
i be in e’ry club in the hood
where n~ggas at? (at)
pull up, jump out stunting like i was baby (whoo)
on my cocaine cowboy sh~t
like in the 80’s (d~mn)
who the n~gga think he is
sl!ck rick or dana dane? (dane)
think he rakim or some’, look at his chain (yeah)
ysl, from head da toe, i’m doug e fresh (fresh)
looking like i came da play, mitch~ll and ness (yeah)
any n~gga with a watch like that
he need attention (‘tention)
your man don’t ball out like that
you need a bench him (let’s go)

[chorus 2: jeezy]
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go, i’m gone, gone)

[verse 2: jeezy]
don’t know where i’m going (going)
pockets on extra big, they’re on samoan (yeah)
got some bad b~tches all in my section
just let some mo’ in (mo’ in)
and e’ry n~gga came in with me’ll kick your do’ in (d~mn)
roll up, pass it around like we jamaican (cheah)
whole (cheah) pounds strapped up in this b~tch like we some haitians (yeah)
she got good head, good brains, good education (haha)
i’m drunker than a muh’f~cker, here’s the situation: (go)
1:45 am, the kn~b broken (broke)
by the time a n~gga get to the crib, the mall open (cheah)
man, the nerve of this high~ass b~tch
she on the molly (whoo)
she said she she want me da call her ms. berry
she think she halle (yeah)

[chorus 2: jeezy & 2 chainz]
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (2 chainz, r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
g~got a pocket full of dead prez (yeah)
attached to your girl like a .jpeg (tell ’em)
party scene turn to a murder scene
keep sh~tting on n~ggas, need potty train (true)
turn up (turn up)
collard green (collard green)
i’m on gasoline and
i’m on that promethazine (d~mn)
life ain’t nutting but a g thing
switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g~string
i’m the type of n~gga that’s built da la’
you f~ck wit’ me, i’ll put my foot in your ass
i got a million in stash, i stack my money so tall
that chu might need a giraffe
when you was counting this cash, n~gga

[verse 4: jeezy & yg]
r.i.p., it’s the remix k!ller (what? haha)
mike jack was alive, i’d remix “thriller” (yeah)
trapstar, b~tch, spell it with a big t (t)
give a d~mn if i never be a hot mc (haha)
’cause i’m a hood n~gga, first on e’rybody’s list (yeah)
buy the whole club p, don’t f~ck wit’ no cris (d~mn)
that average~ass watch can’t f~ck with my wrist (nope)
them average~ass hoes can’t f~ck with my b~tch (nah)
to the window, to the muh’f~cking wall (wall)
enough money in my jeans to buy a muh’f~cking mall (it’s the world, n~gga)
got the choppers in the back (back), bulletproof, that’s my hummer (boom)
r.i.p. to the competition (yg), this i’ my summer (4hunnid, let’s go)

[verse 5: yg & jeezy]
r.i.p., i wanna k!ll the judge (judge)
tryna lock the homie up, they~on’t feel the thug (they~on’t feel the thug)
i’m thirsty, but i don’t give a f~ck (i don’t give, remix)
f~cking wit’ my ex ’cause i’m still in love (’cause i’m still in love)
uh, i can teach ya how da f~ck and how da stack money (it’s the world, let’s go)
i ain’t went hollywood, you just act funny
girl, i know ya want this pipe like a crack bummy
stop playing, i’m tryna hit like a crash dummy (yeah, let’s go)
don’t start no sh~t, it won’t be no sh~t (be no sh~t)

[verse 6: jeezy]
i can’t take yo’ b~tch if i don’t see yo’ b~tch (nah)
we done seen that snow, nat geo, b~tch (hey)
cancel her and get another like i’m nino, b~tch (yeah), wassup? (yeah)

[chorus 2: jeezy]
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p (yeah, remix)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (wassup? yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., hey, yeah), almost k!lled a thug (hey, what’s up, n~gga? r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)

[verse 7: kendrick lamar & (jeezy)]
fall off in this b~tch and i’m beaming and sh~t (hey)
hunnid hoes, hunnidfold, this my season and sh~t
stomach on belly roll, b~tch, i’m eating and sh~t
you a vegan and sh~t, get off my p~n~s and sh~t
look a bad b~tch, i bag that, b~tch n~gga, back~back
pull it out the grab bag, turn this hoe da baghdad (it’s the world)
bags on my eyes, ion’t sleep much, we up
b~tch, i beat the beat up, the homies get cha beat up
and r.i.p. da p~nut, little eric, bick back
mausberg, 4 bent, compton, i live that (yeah)
long hair, weave with extension (yeah)
glock 17 with extension
bumping suga free in the automatic dually
tv’s in it like it’s ’97, watch a p~rno movie
holla chitty chitty bang, this is comp~town gang
f~ck whoever don’t like it, lil’ k~dot be the name (let’s go), b~tch

[chorus 2: jeezy & chris brown]
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p (what? y’all already know what it is)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (wassup? yeah, what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (we running this summer, n~gga, r.i.p., what? yeah, let’s go)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go, look)

[verse 8: chris brown & (jeezy)]
r~r~r~r.i.p. to the v.i.p
i got my lil’ n~ggas in the club, f~ck id
my n~ggas k!ll at will, give ya black~eyed peas
a~a~a~and the molly make the white girl look chinese, okay (whoo)
ohb, my n~ggas out here balling
and all ya fake~ass artists, y’all n~ggas out here drawing
o~o~o~okay, now, dearly departed, i bought a plane, i departed
and if ya started from the bottom, gon’ and come out the closet, huh
you problematic, i bought them ratchets and automatics
clip hold 32, i make ya feel the magic
you gon’ see the flashes like you in a pageant
a~a~a~all black suits, and them long caddy’s (let’s go)

[chorus 2: jeezy]
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (what? what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (y’all already know what it is, yeah)
r.i.p. (what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head (r.i.p., yeah), almost k!lled a thug (r.i.p., yeah, let’s go)

[outro: jeezy]
r.i., r.i., r.i.p
r.i.p
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (yeah)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah, remix)
took patrón to the head, almost k!lled a thug (yeah, let’s go)
r.i., r.i., r.i.p
r.i.p
r.i.p (yeah)
r.i.p. (what?)
r.i.p. (r.i.p., yeah), we just k!lled the club (r.i.p., yeah)
took patrón to the head, almost k!lled a thug (let’s go)

42. k.o. 4:20

[intro: 2 chainz]
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah)
okay (okay)
just try it again (just try it again)
when i

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
woke up
this morning (morning)
all i could think about was you (you, you, ’cause, you)
when i went da sleep last night
all i could think about was you (you, you, you, you)
adam and eve, don’t eat that fruit
best believe i’ma eat that, boo
’cause i’m the n~gga
that told them n~ggas
that told them n~ggas ’bout you (you, you, you, you)
chuck the deuce while i’m riding through (yeah)
tity boi, i might sign a b00b (yeah)
yo’ n~gga hating, tell your n~gga that’s hating that if he getting some paper, i might sign him too (oh)
best believe i’m just sliding through
pull your panties to the side, let me slide through
i can see you n~ggas from the side view
i’m in~and~out the p~ssy
drive~through (oh)
white coupe with the white rims
i like da crank the top and let the light in
ya know she dark~skin, her friend light~skin
put us together and it’s ice cream (oh)
sandwich it, 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 called my phone, i didn’t answer it (ow)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (k.o.)
you wanna smoke ’til your n~ggas can’t smoke no mo’ (yeah)
roll ’til your b~tches can’t roll no mo’
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (knock ya down)
k.o. (knock ya down)
you wanna po’ ’til your n~ggas can’t po’ no mo’ (yeah)
blow ’til your b~tches can’t blow no mo’ (ooh)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (knock ya down)
you wanna smoke ’til your n~ggas can’t smoke no mo’ (yeah)
roll ’til your b~tches can’t roll no mo’ (ooh)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (knock ya down)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (let me hit it)
you wanna po’ ’til your n~ggas can’t po’ no mo’ (yeah)
blow ’til your b~tches can’t blow no mo’ (oh, yeah)

[interlude: big sean]
do it
i was in detroit, michigan not too long ago, uh, visiting wit’ some friends of mine
b~i~g (okay)

[verse 2: big sean]
i’m in motion (boy), i’m rolling (boy) and smoking (boy)
and smoking (boy) and rolling (boy) like i’m locomotion (boy)
i’m walking outside (boy) and i’m causing (boy) commotions (boy)
got purp’ and champagne, that’s a real n~gga potion
i’m burning bread, toasting and joking
’cause i went from views of my mom’s house to views of the ocean (woah)
n~ggas talk sh~t, but that’s free promotion
i’m living my life like the end is approaching
man, f~ck these n~ggas with a passion (okay)
i’m getting paid from the cradle to the casket (do it)
my grandma said, “boy, ya need a read a bible chapter”
’til i bought her ass a house bigger than the pastor’s, hallelujah (‘lujah)
you’re now f~cking with a bad b~tch connoisseur (‘seur)
my ex~girl said, “man, the fame caught up to ya” (to ya)
baby, you~on’t still think about me (what cha mean?)
wet dream about me (what cha mean?)
i swear ya use to couldn’t wait to k.o

[chorus: 2 chainz, big sean, & 2 chainz & big sean]
k.o. (boy, k.o.)
k.o. (b~i~g, k.o.)
k.o. (boy, k.o.)
k.o. (sean don, k.o.)
you wanna smoke ’til your n~ggas can’t smoke no mo’ (yeah, yeah)
roll ’til your b~tches can’t roll no mo’ (oh, yeah)
k.o. (k, k.o.)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (knock ya down, k.o.)
k.o. (knock ya down)
you wanna po’ (boy) ’til your n~ggas (boy) can’t po’ no mo’ (boy, yeah)
blow ’til your b~tches can’t blow no mo’ (ooh)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (knock ya down)
you wanna smoke ’til your n~ggas can’t smoke no mo’ (yeah)
roll ’til your b~tches can’t roll no mo’ (ooh)
k.o. (k.o.)
k.o. (knock ya down)
k.o. (let me hit it)
k.o. (let me hit it)
you wanna po’ ’til your n~ggas can’t po’ no mo’ (yeah)
blow ’til your b~tches can’t blow no mo’ (oh, yeah)

[outro: big sean]
boy
boy
boy
boy

43. marble floors 3:52

[intro: french montana, rick ross, mike will made~it, & jessica gomes]
haan (haan)
so i let (huh) the b~tch hang out wit’ me, right? (haan)
you know, word got around (huh) i was f~cking this n~gga b~tch
so the n~gga called me (ear drummers)
he like, “you f~cking my b~tch?”
i’m like, “i’m f~cking her right now” (ah, m~m~m~maybach music)

[chorus: rick ross & french montana]
got cha b~tch tip~toeing on my marble flows (huh, whoop)
red bottoms only for the centerfolds (ayy, huh)
big bodies
i got 10 of those (ayy, whoo)
whipping work, it smelling (oh) like (oh) they dinner rolls (ayy, haan, whoo)

[verse 1: french montana & rick ross]
told that b~tch
take your shoes off (ayy), look (ayy), don’t even argue (ayy, whoo, haan)
got cha b~tch tip~toeing on italian marble (ayy)
they on that bad batch (batch)
too much pork around it (’round it, whoo)
shorty ass fat (fat)
you gotta walk around it (whoop, huh, haan)
big body, got 10 of those (haan)
cars, cribs, that’s eight hoes (haan)
nine piece, that’s dinner rolls (haan)
wild freaks, that centerfold (haan)
hunnid on my shine (shine, bling)
you~on’t like it? fine (fine)
got cha b~tch tip~toeing like (ayy) gregory (ayy) hines
cashing out with that nina (nina)
ten days, you ain’t seen her (seen her)
she ask for it, i beat it (beat it)
you greedy, n~gga, you eat it (eat it)
these corny n~ggas all on my d~ck (haan)
princess cuts all in my wrist (bling)
hunnid rounds all in my hip (bling)
2~hunnid grand all in my whip (buh~buh, bang)

[chorus: rick ross & lil wayne]
got cha b~tch tip~toeing on my marble flows (huh)
red bottoms only for the centerfolds (huh)
big bodies
i got 10 of those (whoo)
whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (uh, whoo)

[verse 2: lil wayne]
wet work
got the kitchen stanking
we call a undercover
a pig in the blanket
uh
lifestyles
of the rich and famous
shoot cha in ya head
like abraham lincoln
stunting on them b~tches like birdman
roll the weed in white sheets, ku klux klan
put it on the scale, watch it do numbers
playing with them keys like stevie wonder
all my hoes pretty
all my n~ggas brazy
we sell that white
sell that brown
call that rice and gravy
call me tunechi lee
or don’t call me at all
man, f~ck all you n~ggas
hmm~mmm
pause (pause)

[chorus: rick ross, lil wayne, & 2 chainz]
got cha b~tch tip~toeing on my marble flows (tunechi, huh)
red bottoms only for the centerfolds (whoo, yeah)
big bodies
i got 10 of those (whoo, yeah)
whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (2 chainz, whoo)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
2 chainz
that’s your best answer
cup
filled wit’ pink
i’m supporting breast cancer
i might do that walk for the 5k (5)
i get paid every time i leave my driveway (true)
got cho’ girl tip~toeing on my marble flows (flows)
sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board (splash)
getting
to the
money
i’ma
need a
money
counter (counter)
so many acres, my neighbors stay in another county (d~mn)
ted dibiase in versace loafers (uh)
all ya talk is sh~t
n~gga, halitosis (tell ’em)
ghosts
i pulled up in that pale thang
got a chanel chain, on top of chanel chain
on top of chanel chain, on top of chanel chain
godd~mn

[chorus: rick ross]
got cha b~tch tip~toeing on my marble flows (huh)
red bottoms only for the centerfolds (huh)
big bodies
i got 10 of those (whoo)
whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (whoo)

[outro: rick ross & mike will made~it]
whoo (whoo)
whoo (whoo)
whoo
mike will made~it (mike will made~it, whoo)
whoo

44. do my dance 3:36

[intro: christina doman]
f~ck it right, boy
ya know i love it when you f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy

[chorus 1: christina doman, tyga, & d.a. got that dope]
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh, ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh (f~ck it), ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh, ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh (f~ck it), ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy, uh)

[verse 1: tyga & christina doman]
lamborghini (‘ghini)
you~on’t even see me (see me, bad b~tch)
no bikini (‘kini)
taking shots of henny (henny)
order calamari, say she want that fettuccini (‘cini)
five~star b~tches, my b~tches don’t eat at denny’s (denny’s)
run the city (city)
you running laps tryna get wit’ me (f~ck it right, boy)
i’m all in her red~skin, like i play for washington (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy)
i’m 5’8″, but 6’10”, my d~ck stand like superman (f~ck it right, boy)
shoulder lean that b~tch (hah)
shoulder lean that b~tch (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy, hah)
mills ’cause i’m hot
trigger finger, keep that p~ssy wet (f~ck it right, boy, hah)
bills in my fists, shorty, she gon’ dance on my d~ck (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy hah)
mills ’cause i’m hot
trigger finger, keep that p~ssy wet (hah)
bills in my fists, shorty, she gon’ dance on my d~ck (hah)

[chorus 1: christina doman, tyga, d.a. got that dope, & 2 chainz]
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t (hah)
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh, ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh (f~ck it), ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh, ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy, yeah)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh (f~ck it), ya know (f~ck it right, 2 chainz), she love the d~ck (boy, uh)

[verse 2: 2 chainz & christina doman]
she got her booty cheeks on my louis sheets (yeah)
she can do it on a pole, but, can she do it on me? (uh)
her flexing ass
let me see you flex that ass
ion’t call, i just text that ass and buy special bags (tell ’em)
python, all~all gold (f~ck it right), no ice on (boy, no ice on)
nothing but shaved p~ssy in my iphone (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy, d~mn)
and this right here a no fly zone (f~ck it right, boy)
and you are not us (f~ck it), so (f~ck it right), don’t try, holm’ (boy)
i buy cars, i buy homes, my antidote for my catapult (f~ck it right, boy)
i’m up through there (through there)
foreign shoes, these a new pair (f~ck it, new pair, f~ck it right)
chains on (boy), this two pair (two pair)
make your girl buy new hair (new hair)
wear that p~ssy out (out)
like new gear (like new gear)
hoe (hoe)

[bridge: tyga & (christina doman)]
f~ck, yeah, b~tch, throw it back (f~ck it right)
don’t be scared of it (boy)
f~ck, yeah, b~tch, throw it back (f~ck it, f~ck it right)
don’t be scared of it (boy)
f~ck, yeah, b~tch, throw it back (f~ck it right)
don’t be scared of it (boy)
f~ck, yeah, b~tch, throw it back (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy)
throw it back (f~ck it right, boy)
throw it back (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy)
throw it back (f~ck it right, boy)
don’t be scared of it (f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy)

[chorus 2: christina doman & d.a. got that dope]
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ d~ck
ooh, ya know, ya love this sh~t
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh, ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)
do my dance on yo’ chick
ooh (f~ck it), ya know (f~ck it right), she love the d~ck (boy)

[outro: christina doman]
f~ck it right, boy
f~ck it, f~ck it right, boy

45. hood go crazy 3:46

[intro: tech n9ne]
h~llo? (i wanna party)
huh? (you wanna party?)
yeah (we need a party)
cool (let’s have a party)
lemme get up

[verse 1: tech n9ne]
sat~rday morning, i ain’t gotta work (work)
last night’s show sold a lot of merch (merch)
bad b~tch in my bed, so i ain’t gotta jerk (jerk)
forbes list caught me, so it’s hard a make a dollar hurt
all we need is good green and some bou lou
five~da~one, so it’s guaranteed chu can do you
‘zilla keep the heater just in case we have a boo~boo
kan’ city natives and we all a little coo~coo

[chorus: b.o.b & tech n9ne]
this the type of sh~t da make the hood go crazy (go crazy?)
on the interstate doing 180 (180?)
she said, “do it for me, baby”
took a double shot and (ah) then we all (ah) went crazy (ah, go crazy?)
white girls go crazy (go crazy?)
black girls go crazy (go crazy?)
college girls go crazy
this the type of sh~t da make the hood go crazy (go crazy?)

[verse 2: tech n9ne]
so much liquor, i never spare that kitchen
keep it so i usually have a pair that’s kissing (mwah)
and i’m lifted on purple hair, that’s b~tching
now, that’s what i call a f~cking air technician
down there, they got the hair that’s missing
keep it bare, i promise i’ll never tear that kitten
i am aware s~x hitting is the care when i share that stick and
so good, i might impair that vision
so i dip in, then dip off, look for another chick, then they p~ssed off
’til i give them another spliff, then they lift off
party is the mission, i did cross three thick friends
we mixing these l!cks when they big friend wanna lip off
so i told her kindly, “get lost, b~tch”
this my place and it’s way too turnt up da trip off sh~t

[chorus: b.o.b, tech n9ne, & 2 chainz]
this the type of sh~t da make the hood go crazy (go crazy?)
on the interstate doing 180 (180?)
she said, “do it for me, baby”
took a double shot and (ah) then we all (ah) went crazy (ah, go crazy?)
white girls go crazy (go crazy?)
black girls go crazy (go crazy?)
college girls go crazy (yeah)
this the type of sh~t da make the hood go crazy (2 chainz, go crazy?)

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
yeah, you my prototype
my fourth foreign car was a porsche four~door, white (true)
cooler than a polar bear in a bowl of ice
with a ring, married to the game, had ’em throwing rice, wait a minute
put my thing in her
i’m tryna knock her up
i’m tryna put a singer in her so i can do a banger with her, i get
brain for dinner
ion’t need a put tender for contender, thank god for strippers
high top wit’ zippers, hard as some nipples
all the sh~t i do is straight off the temple
tryna squeeze it into my schedule is like a pimple
tell that poodle, “don’t mess around with them pitbulls” (pitbulls)

[bridge: tech n9ne]
this the ending from the n9ne
grinding b~tches from behind
if you way drunk off the ‘gnac
spit it up, spit it up, spit it up
this kan’ city (cheah)

[verse 4: tech n9ne]
sh~t’s ran gritty (cheah)
in the summertime, the chicks be d~mn pretty (cheah)
born in the projects, then to the ville (cheah)
then i did a deal wit’ travis and made mills (cheah)
this is celebration
this is elevation
me and my delegation got n~ggas h~lla hating
this is nnutthowze, regime, rogue dog
and it’s all strange music, winners can’t lose it, unless
everybody got they hands up, like, “woah”
see a bad b~tch, like, “oh”
this whole d~mn city f~cking go
but this is how the hood go crazy in the mo

46. used 2 3:46

[chorus: 2 chainz]
i still f~ck ’em like i used to (used to)
i need a put that sh~t on youtube (youtube)
’cause ya know we got that dance flo’ crazy (yeah)
single ladies, come and have my baby (yeah)
i still f~ck ’em like i used to (used to)
i need a put that sh~t on youtube (youtube)
’cause ya know we got that dance flo’ crazy (yeah)
hey, my n~gga, come and grab yo’ lady

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
yeah, i’m the n~gga, yeah, don’t forget it, yeah (woof)
gold nefertiti, yeah, lamborghini, yeah (woof)
man in my city, yeah, they call me tity, yeah (woof)
bad b~tch wit’ me, yeah, she’s sidity, yeah (woof)
got her hair fixed, yeah, kinda thick, yeah
shawty known a strip, yeah, for the rent, yeah
tryna do a split, yeah, oh, sh~t, yeah?
can ya do a split, yeah? on a d~ck, yeah? (yeah?)
you can’t do it with a d~ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d~ck in ya (d~ck in ya)
uh
you can’t do it with a d~ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d~ck in ya (d~ck in ya)
b~tch (b~tch)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
watch how i grab her, yeah, i’ma stab her, yeah (woof)
put it in her bladder, yeah, don’t compare me, yeah (woof)
flying out da cali, yeah, in my ballys, yeah (woof)
we go to miami, yeah, that my family, yeah (woof)
atl my hood, yeah, understood, yeah
shout out to new orlean’, yeah, it’s all good, yeah
watch how i do, yeah, i’m a fool, yeah
shawty want that wood, yeah, that p~ssy good, yeah (good, yeah)
let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (go)
let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (woah)
let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (d~mn)
let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it, b~tch (b~tch)

[bridge: 2 chainz]
get
low
like this (like this)
get
low
like this
up
do it
up
shake it
wipe
down
outfit
i get money like i used to (used to)
ch~chains on
i use two (i use two)
guns on me like i used to (like i used to)
i’ll f~ck ya ass on youtube (a million views)

47. my moment 3:20

[intro: dj drama & 2 chainz]
(you see, i’ve been waiting)
(waiting on that time)
(feel me if you’ve been waiting on yours)
(that moment)
(is close)
(yeah)

[chorus 1: jeremih & 2 chainz]
tired of living day~da~day like everything is alright (alright)
just waiting on that moment
waiting on my moment (yeah, 2 chainz)
been waiting on my—

[verse 1: 2 chainz & jeremih]
old dude met mom, it was on (it was on)
then he named me over a phone
prison term (prison term)
live~and~learn, sipping syrup wit’ my vision blurred (my vision blurred)
take this cup of reality, n~ggas finna err (n~ggas finna err)
when ya start from the bottom, you can see the top (see the top)
so when you get to it (get to it)
don’t let ’em see the spot (see the spot)
next thing ya know, ya looking for a rent sign (rent sign)
upper echelon
b~tch, we skip line
i remember reminiscing in the kitchen, like:
“i wonder when the braves gon’ win it
i wonder when the falcons gon’ get here”
pyrex vision, made more than i ever made wit’ dtp this year (oh)

[chorus 2: jeremih, jeremih & meek mill, & meek mill]
tired of living day~da~day like everything’s alright (alright)
and, every night, just one thing on my mind
i’m just waiting on that moment (moment)
waiting on my moment (moment)
you say, “oh, you got that aw sh~t?
h~ll nah”, next time, that’s mine (that’s mine)
as long as i stay hustling, i’m gon’ shine
i’m just waiting on that moment
waiting on my moment (oh, meek milly, oh, oh, just)

[verse 2: meek mill & jeremih]
waiting on my moment (my moment)
bad hoes, i’m shoning (shoning)
time came and i owned it just like ‘bron james and start balling (balling)
when i touched the rock and i cracked the block
when i pulled up in that muscle drop
with that roof off and my shoes off on y’all b~tch n~ggas
rupaul (woah)
real n~gga in my hood who e’rybody gon’ root fo’
’cause they see me come from that bottom (bottom)
where everybody get bodied (bodied)
they told me, “get ’em”, i got ’em (got ’em)
now i’m here, n~gga, like, “yeah, n~gga”
just rolls royce and bugattis and mfo’s this year, n~gga
if i don’t grind, i don’t shine, if i don’t shine, then i don’t eat (eat)
if i don’t eat, then i’ma starve, if i’ma starve, i pull heat (heat)
on all y’all b~tch ass n~ggas
all y’all rich ass n~ggas
’cause if i don’t make no money, n~gga
i’m gon’ take yo’ money, n~gga (oh)

[chorus 2: jeremih]
tired of living day~da~day like everything’s alright (alright)
and, every night, just one thing on my mind
i’m just waiting on that moment (moment)
waiting on my moment (moment)
you say, “oh, you got that aw sh~t?
h~ll nah”, next time, that’s mine (that’s mine)
as long as i stay hustling, i’m gon’ shine
i’m just waiting on that moment
waiting on my moment (oh, oh, oh)

[bridge: jeremih]
since life ain’t promised tomorrow (‘morrow)
live it up, live it up, live it up (oh, oh)
careful da come this far (far)
give it up, give it up, give it up (oh, oh)
oh, no
i won’t, give it up, give it up, give it up (oh, oh)
until i have it all, yeah

[chorus 2: jeremih & dj drama]
tired of living day~da~day like everything’s alright (alright)
and, every night, just one thing on my mind
i’m just waiting on that moment (moment)
waiting on my moment (moment)
you say, “oh, you got that aw sh~t?
h~ll nah”, next time, that’s mine (that’s mine)
as long as i stay hustling, i’m gon’ shine
i’m just waiting on that moment (dj drama)
waiting on my moment (oh, and like that, oh, we gone, oh)

48. i do it 4:40

[chorus: 2 chainz]
thank god for the first n~gga da start trapping
thank god for the first n~gga da start rapping
thank god for the first girl da start stripping
and i’ma have da keep it muh’f~cking real with ’em (i got a problem, got a problem)
with thee n~ggas (with thee n~ggas)
i got a problem (got a problem)
with thee b~tches (with thee b~tches)
trigger finger (trigger finger)
keep itching (keep itching)
well, i’ll pull it (well, i’ll pull it)
well, i’ll do it (well, i’ll do it, yeah)

[verse 1: 2 chainz, 2 chainz & lil wayne, & 2 chainz, drake, & lil wayne]
hang up on a b~tch, call it crucified (d~mn)
time da go da work, no suit~and~tie
bumping makaveli, i be trapping out the telly (telly)
my n~gga did a dime and he back already (tell ’em)
got that sack already, man, we got them racks already (racks)
as far as your girl, i hit it from the back already (i’m back)
i tried a get a tan, but i’m black already (i’m black)
your pockets on a diet (diet)
my pockets fat already (true)
three n~ggas with me, me myself and i (i)
god don’t like ugly, you should testify (‘estify)
my t~shirt come from bergdorf (bergdorf)
i make so much on a verse, i take the third off (third off)
bird call (brr, bird call)
swerve off (skrrt, swerve off)
bust a nut on her, tell her that’s a load off (off)
shorty ass soft (soft)
like a nerf ball (ball)
if you~on’t like what i’m doing, n~gga, f~ck y’all (f~ck y’all)

[chorus: 2 chainz]
thank god for the first n~gga da start trapping (d~mn)
thank god for the first n~gga da start rapping (tell ’em)
thank god for the first girl da start stripping (ya feel)
and i’ma have da keep it muh’f~cking real with ’em (i got a problem, got a problem)
with thee n~ggas (with thee n~ggas)
i got a problem (got a problem)
with thee b~tches (with thee b~tches)
trigger finger (trigger finger)
keep itching (keep itching)
well, i’ll pull it (well, i’ll pull it)
well, i’ll do it (well, i’ll do it)

[verse 2: drake, drake & lil wayne, lil wayne, & 2 chainz, drake, & lil wayne]
drank in my cupholder, hope this sh~t don’t spill
pull up in the new edition and that’s word a johnny gill
how i come up with this sh~t and all these verses that i k!ll?
i have no imagination, everything i do for real
b~tch, i’m camouflaged, down, put cha camera phone down
if she got a ass and the girl a fan, it’s going down
i’ma f~ck ya like i’ve been waiting a century for it (century for it)
give the p~ssy up and i’ll trade chu the memory for it (memory for it)
in the bedroom forever, that’s what her roommate will tell ya
man, i just hear this sh~t and think about what tunechi will tell ya
he might call up patricia, she ’bout da call up melissa
tell ’em come to the cribbo and do them both, double~dribble
i’m colder than a hospital, she love the d~ck that i give her
hit her from the front, back, side, twist her like cigarillos
i put the gun to the pillow, i don’t want blood on my clothes
gotta keep that trukfit fresh, shoutout to all of my hoes
(tunechi) that’s just how my og would sum it up
i’ve been working all winter just to f~ck the summer up
it’s just me and 2 chainz, but the chain’s never tucked though
if you~on’t like what i’m doing, n~gga, f~ck y’all (f~ck y’all)

[chorus: 2 chainz & lil wayne]
thank god for the first n~gga da start trapping (d~mn)
thank god for the first n~gga da start rapping (tell ’em)
thank god for the first girl da start stripping (ya feel)
and i’ma have da keep it muh’f~cking real with ’em (i got a problem, got a problem)
with thee n~ggas (with thee n~ggas)
i got a problem (got a problem)
with thee b~tches (with thee b~tches)
trigger finger (trigger finger)
keep itching (keep itching)
well, i’ll pull it (well, i’ll pull it)
well, i’ll do it (well, i’ll do it, well, if ya know like i know)

[verse 3: lil wayne, 2 chainz, & 2 chainz, drake, & lil wayne]
that p~ssy pop like pyro
and she know i’m a pothead
that p~ssy like a pothole
i’m colder than a snot~nose
man, all these hoes is my hoes
and if she bougie, f~ck her once, then leave her hanging, dry clothes
i just built a cemetery, n~ggas dying da get in
n~ggas lying, they pretend, don’t cross that line, it’s paper thin
high as a star, make a wish
i’m a shark, i ate the fish
i got no heart, i hate that b~tch
you hate that b~tch? well, i hate that b~tch
will jump a n~gga like a chessboard
do a drive~by while ya riding on your skateboard, uh
they ain’t even know it (have drake sing a song just to get her p~ssy wet)
then i take her to the crib, man, f~ck that b~tch right on the step
put it in and take it back out
then i back out (hair~hair weave k!ller known a sn~tch the f~cking track out)
put me in the ga~game, coach, i’m the antidote
pull up, kick, throw, and take the money
and the dope (true)
2 chainz, i’m on a plane, and a boat
i am so cold, i need a cover (cover)
and a coat (and a coat)
kick it at the mall, call it football (ball)
if you~on’t like what i’m doing, n~gga, f~ck y’all (f~ck y’all)

49. money made me do it 3:46

[intro: fki 1st & post malone]
good job, 1st (good job, 1st)
woah
skrrt, skrrt

[chorus: post malone & 2 chainz]
diamonds in my chain gold (okay)
every twenty minutes, change clothes (change up)
i had a mil’ before the label (that money)
just as long as they know, money made me do it (they know)
i said rest in peace to bankroll (free, god bless you)
you in a better place, dawg (god bless you)
you won’t ever see me lay low (they know it)
start the engine, watch me take off, money made me do it (skrrt, skrrt), i said

[post~chorus 1: post malone]
yeah
i said money made me do it, i said (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, watch me (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, i said (money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it
take a

[verse 1: post malone]
ride when we wake up
hit the gas, melt cha face off (your face)
spend the day counting cake up
with a dime, who think i changed up? (i changed up)
i took the lincoln down rodeo (skrrt, skrrt)
ran through it like some drano (ooh, ooh)
lotta bags, can’t complain, though (no, no)
we was shopping in ’til they closed
why did i do that?
did i do that?
ooh, yeah (uh)
new whip, now, i can’t pay my rent, ooh, no, oh, ooh, yeah

[post~chorus 2: post malone & 2 chainz]
yeah
i said money made me do it, i said (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, watch me (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, i (yeah) said (money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it (2 chainz)
got a

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
bandana ’round my neck
like bankroll fresh (free)
pocket full of street money (street)
’bout da count my blessing (street)
1~hunnid, 1,000, 1~hunnid k, 1~million (uh)
we smoke, we laugh, we rap, we talked about a vision (switch it up, haha)
i got diamonds like a rainbow
every time i change clothes
shawty f~cked my friend, but i act like i ain’t know
i’ma buy a raincoat, the storm might approach ya
clown like yo’ daddy met cha mom at a circus
i do it on purpose
do it for the neighborhood
smoking on that meagan good
wit’ my n~ggas when i do it
got that leather and that wood, i got the marble on the flo’
got the burglar bars on the do’ at the bando

[post~chorus 3: post malone]
yeah
i said money made me do it, i said (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, watch me (money, money, money, money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it, i said (money, money)
yeah
i said money made me do it

50. where u been? 3:52

[intro: 2 chainz & mike will made~it]
mmm~hmm
yeah
ear drummers
(2 chainz)
mike will made~it (mike will made~it, i)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
keep my hoes in check (check)
you buy nike for yours (okay now)
say they want that loud (loud)
i’ma bring that noise (that noise)
check my watch on a flight (huh)
yeah, i call that “airtime” (okay now)
murk him in the middle of the street (street)
that gon’ be his deadline (tell ’em)
yeah, ya gon’ respect mine, got a body on my tec~9 (okay now)
say ya n0body ’til somebody gon’ body you
flatline (bah)
pocket full of dead guys
and ya know i’m anti (okay now)
antisocial, anti~lame, but, ain’t i cool? n~gga, ain’t i?
you looking at a star that’s sp~ced out
tryna take my style, then take off (okay now)
i go da work wit’ no days off
everything all paid off (true)
shawty p~ssy hair shaved off and she did it ju’ for me (okay now)
n~gga
would skip ya like a sp~cebar, but i much rather delete
n~ggas (d~mn)

[chorus: 2 chainz, cap~1, & 2 chainz & nakesha ward]
i’ve been getting money, where the f~ck you been? (hol’ up)
i’ve been getting money, where the f~ck you been? (turn up)
i’ve been getting money, where the f~ck you been? (yeah)
i’ve been getting money, where the f~ck you been? (i told her)
bought a new crib just to f~ck you in (i told her)
bought a new crib just to f~ck you (i) in (i told her)
bought a new crib just to f~ck you in (tell ’em)
i’ve been getting to the money, where the f~ck you’ve been? (you’ve been)

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
gucci hat (gucci hat)
gucci belt
if ya wrote a autobiography, you’d have da sue yourself, yo’ lying ass (lying ass)
codeine in my wine glass
i know you had a wild past, i ain’t f~cked cha in a while
wit’ cho’ wild ass
i get high and i fly past
ion’t know nothing ’bout ichat
i’m working this iphone, they need an app called itrap
i~i~i trap
shining like a night lamp
i just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at (tell ’em)
white cup
white hat
laying on a white couch (true)
got that presidential in a residential white house (white house)
n~gga saying, “who?” (who?)
like a white owl
you can see me shining (shining)
with the light out, come on (come on)

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