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作词 : Nikhil Seetharam/D. Carter/T. Epps/Tyler Williams
作曲 : Nikhil Seetharam/D. Carter/T. Epps/Tyler Williams
Ugh, AK on my nightstand, right next to that Bible
But I swear, with these fifty shots, I'll shoot it out with Five-O
Pockets gettin' too fat, no Weight Watchers, no lipo
Money talks, bullshit walks on a mother****ing tightrope
And I make that ***** tap out, I knock that ***** out cold
Nigga, you get beat the crap out, but that's just how the dice roll
These hoes want that hose-pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe
She get on that **** and stay on, all night, like porch lights
Let's do it, **** talking, we out here, we ballin'
And I'm spraying at these rusty niggas like WD-40
We ****ed up, we Truk'd up; no if, ands, or butt-****s
***** niggas go behind your back like nunchucks, and that's ****ed up
But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever
These ******* think they're too fly, well, tell them hoes I pluck feathers
I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit, **** Gucci
She blowing kisses at me with her ***** lips, smooches
And that's 2 Chainz
Look at you (Aw), now look at us
All my niggas look rich as **** (Yeah)
All my niggas live rich as **** (Yeah)
All—All my niggas look rich as **** (Yeah)
Look at you (Look at you), now look at us (Now look at us)
All my niggas look rich as **** (*****)
All my—All my niggas live rich as **** (You hoe-ass bi—)
All my—All—All my ni—
Ugh, never talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin
I turned a penny to a mother****in Janet Jackson
Tell the ******* that be hatin' I ain't got no worries
I just want to hit and run like I ain't got insurance, ho
What's your name? What's your sign? Zodiac Killer
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Yeah, murder, one-eighty-seven
I be killing them *******, I hope all dogs go to heaven
And I got Xanax, Percocet, promethazine with *******
Call me Mr. Sandman, I'm sellin' all these hoes dreams
Got a white girl with big *******, flat-ass, TV screen
I keep a bad *****, call me "The B.B. King"
And you know I got that mouth out her
Then put that ***** out like a house fire
I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers
I eat that cat just like a lion
And I can't trust none of these niggas
Can't trust none of these hoes
And I see your girl when I want
I got that ho TiVo'd, ugh
Got a red-ass ***** with a red-ass *****
Nigga try me, that's a dead-ass *****
Since y'all mother****ers so blind to the fact
To tell you the truth, I don't care who's lookin'
All I know is I love my *****
And ***** feel just like Heaven on Earth
Six feet deep, **** shovelin' the dirt
RIP: Rest In *****
Light that shit, then pass that shit, we gon' get so smoked out
And then I went, got locked up; every night, I dreamt I broke out
One time for them ***** niggas—that's that shit I don't like
We eatin' over here, nigga—**** around and have a food fight
And that's 2 Chainz
Look at you (Uh), now look at us (Yeah)
All my niggas look rich as **** (What?)
All my niggas live rich as **** (What?)
All-all my niggas look rich as **** (Yeah)
Look at you, now look at us (Get the **** out y'all *******, straight up)
All my niggas look rich as **** (Any ***** who don't wanna give me no *****)
All my-all my niggas live rich as **** (**** you in your *******, *****)
All my-all-all my niggas look rich as ****
And your nigga a hoe
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