Ft. D’Banj
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[Hook: D’banj]
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I’m getting this nigga in the morning
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He gon’ take, he been chiefing just too long, way
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He see me in the evening
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Want to catch all these feelings
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Well let me be the first to get mine
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[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
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Okay, I’m chillin’ in my camo
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Flippin’ through the channels
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All my G.O.O.D Music shit
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My logo’s a Lambo
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Four doors of ammo
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This ammunition I’m pitchin’ to make your body
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Switch another position and listen, my weed loud
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Spark one and speed off
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Tell ‘em I bear arms
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I’m cuttin’ my sleeves off
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Lettin’ my tats show
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And I sag my pants
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I’m lettin’ my ass show
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I’m hot as Tabasco
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I study Castro
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Yeah my plug from Cuba
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Inside of the car’s like a damn computer
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Inside of the crib is like a damn museum
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You ain’t seen these before
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You’d better get ‘em on film
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Tryin’ to take these fat pockets
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Man, your chances are slim
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Disrespect, you stomp ‘em out
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Yeah, give ‘em a Timb
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You ain’t did what I did
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See I know I’mma win
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And they don’t have slow motion
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So I did it again
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Whoa!
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
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Okay I’m sitting on a plane
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Flying over graves
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I am so high, nigga, I can talk to rain
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My outfit’s insane
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Ain’t that evident?
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My chain has another chain like it was pregnant
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My favorite dish is turkey lasagna
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Even my pajamas designer
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She got a fat ass, I make her rewind
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Back seat so big I press recline
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Got a dirty sprite in my cup holder
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Rappers like road kill
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They get run over
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They get done over
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It’s just one soldier
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This flow’ll make you fall like it’s October
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Me and your girl, nigga, opposite of sober
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Celine Paris chain on so I look like a cobra
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Young Casanova, baby Romeo
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I got my girl geeked
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She look like she from Tokyo
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[Hook]
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G.O.O.D. Morning
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| 2 Chainz |
