[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
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I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
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Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
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Check my watch on a flight, yeah, I call that airtime
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Murk 'em in the middle of the street, that gon' be his deadline (tell 'em)
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Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9
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Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you, flatline (BOW)
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Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti
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Anti-social, anti-labor, anti-cool nigga, ain't I?
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You looking at a star that's phased out, trying to take my style then take off
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I go to work with no days off, everything I own paid off (Tru)
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Shawty pussy hair shaved off and she did it just for me, nigga
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Would skip you like a spacebar, but I much rather delete niggas (DAMN)
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[Hook: 2 Chainz]
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I've been getting money, where the fuck you been? (Hold up)
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I've been getting money, where the fuck you been? (Turn up)
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I've been getting money, where the fuck you been? (Yeah)
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I've been getting money, where the fuck you been? (I told her)
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Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (I told her)
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Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (I told her)
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Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (tell 'em)
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I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you been?
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
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Gucci hat (Gucci hat), Gucci belt
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If you wrote a autobiography you'd have to sue yourself
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You lying ass, codeine in my wine glass
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I know you had a wild past, I ain't fucked you in a while with your wild ass
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I get high and I fly past, I don't know nothing 'bout iChat
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I work in this iPhone they need an app called iTrap
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I trap, shining like a night night lamp
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I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at (tell 'em)
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White cup, white hat, laying on a white couch (Tru)
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Got that presidential and a residential white house
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Nigga saying "who?" (who) like a white owl
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You can see me shinin' (shinin') with the light out
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Cap-1]
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Turn five to a ten to a twenty to fifty to hundred
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My niggas get money, I want it (BEEP)
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I ride through the city my niggas got choppers
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My bitch she's so pretty that's my pocahontas
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Everything on me I shine like a trophy
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Run up a check while they watch out for police
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Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie
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The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like Kobe
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TRU to the death of me, nigga
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Killers on the right and left of me, nigga
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My destiny nigga to get all this money
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I can't share that whole recipe with you, nigga (nah)
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My nigga told me "get 'em" did it I got 'em
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Stand on that couch, drink out of the bottle
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That .40 got hollows, that bitch she gon' swallow
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Get to the money I'm keeping Chicago (yeah)
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Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (and what)
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Bought the Benz just to fuck your friends
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Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss (Tru)
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Everything 'bout me wrong like a dope charge (turn up)
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[Hook]
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Where U Been?
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2 Chainz |