[2 Chainz:] Choppa kinda old, but a new clip Shoot your ass, put yo ass on a news clip Hope her two lips smell like tulips Put you in the ground right next to the tulips Nigga talkin' shit on the other side Tell that pussy nigga I pull up Used to sell work to his aunt, he ain't push weight Nigga did pull ups By the time ya look up, nigga done cook up When you turn away, a nigga done took her Got her in the suite, looking like a hooker Jumpin' on the bed like Jimmy "Fly" Snuka I take her to the mall and I pocketbook her You tryna' spend time, nigga probably boo her Yeah, I'm tryna' fuck her, fuck her like I used to I don't believe in karma, but I believe in Kama Sutra Put one leg on the other leg Then I skate away like Winnipeg And I'm through fucking with these lame niggas You a zero like a Easter egg Got a lotta shooters in my repertoire Got a dope spot called Escobar Member when I used to play basketball Now I'm out here playing ratchet ball, ooo!
[Future:] 2 dollars a zip for some Actavis Purple that Sprite in, then you pour it, you know we want it Mollies and roxies you know we want it Trap out that house with the doors open We put that work in on any corner That moolah, that fetti, you know we want it I was trappin' out the house with my doors open Comin' down through the town with my doors open Got that carbon on my lap with my doors open When I'm rollin' through the trap with my doors open When I'm rollin' through the trap with my doors open Catch me rolling through the trap with my doors open Wanna pull up at the club with the doors open
[2 Chainz:] Bowl like a tournament, she hang like a ornament Nigga, your jewelry look prosthetic Rims on my car got it bowlegged Took your bitch back and got store credit Still drinking Actavis, niggas is slackin' I rap like the plastic on packages Everything I do immaculate House full of marble, no vacuuming Charges consist of the trafficking Trappin' I had the bitch bumpin' like Acne Gettin' some head on the balcony So far ahead they in back of me Walked in the store left my doors open All my Rolls Royce got 4's on 'em Heard you niggas told like 400 Been the coldest nigga out the whole summer Uh, talkin' bout bruh let me hold some Like we used to sleep on the floor or somethin' Lookin' for a cup so I could pour some She brought a friend who brought a friend We gonna have us a foursome We started up around 4 or somethin' We did not stop til like 4 or somethin'
[Future:] 2 dollars a zip for some Actavis Purple that Sprite in, pour it, you know we want it Mollies and roxies you know we want it Trap out that house with the doors open We put that work in on any corner That moolah, the fetti, you know we want it I was trappin' out the house with my doors open Comin' down through the town with my doors open Got that carbon on my lap with my doors open When I'm rollin' through the trap with my doors open When I'm rollin' through the trap with my doors open Catch me rolling it through the trap with my doors open Wanna pull up at the club with the doors open
When I'm fuckin' on your hoe with my doors open I been smokin' on the dro with the doors open I pull up in the Rolls with the doors open I swerve in the block with the doors open I fuck a nigga hoe with the doors open I bought this shit with the doors open Coming down on candy with my doors open Had a young little bitch with her nose open Fucked a bitch real good with the doors open Young nigga pulled up with the doors open Trap right now keep the fuckin' house openTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
