Verse 1: 2 Chainz Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole 2 Chainz talkin' on the flake's phone Poof! Just like that the whole check gone Former posterpedic I was slept on. Hook – Lil Wayne: Ba-da-ba-da-beee Ba-ba-da-bope Yeah Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta coke We got weed, that’s a lotta smoke Yeah, that’s that loud I hope We gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope Verse 2 – 2 Chainz: Yo Tunes, pass the steel, or bash the steel My passion real, I’m fashion ill.
2 Chainz & Lil’ Wayne - “ColleGrove” Album Lyrics Similar to what Drake and Future did not too long ago, rappers 2 Chainz and Lil’ Wayne are teaming up to release a joint album. 2 Chainz Lyrics 'Smell Like Money' (feat. Lil Wayne) Verse 1 - Lil Wayne: Here I go, here I go this that C5 Bitch I'm back, with that crack like panty lines Asinine, I get blow like dandelions Fuck more hoes than advertised They say Tune you're dead wrong. 2 Chainz - Yuck ft. Lil Wayne remake (VS THE WORLD) Lyrics: Yo / You want to speak about love / No more feelings come from that / I am nearly dead inside / And If they broke my heart / I did hurt.
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[Hook]
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, im just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin, and they aint using hands
[Juicy J]
Short hair, like Nia long. news splash you dont need a loan
Start twerking when she hear her song, stripper pole her income
We get trippy and then some. So nasty when she rollin
She put that ass up in my hands, I remote control it
She give me dome when the roof gone, at the k.o.d. she leave with me
She got friends, bring three. I got drugs, I got drinks
Bend it over, juicy j gone poke it like wet paint
You say no to ratchet pussy, juicy j can't
Racks er'where, they showin' racks, I'm throwing racks
In the v.i.p, rubber on im stretching that
Rich niggas tippin, broke niggas lookin
And it ain't a strip club if they ain't showin pussy
[Hook]
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, im just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin, and they aint using hands
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[Lil Wayne]
Ahh.. Pop that pussy for a real nigga
Pull out my black card, that's my lil nigga
Make a movie with your bitch, Steven Spiel nigga
Smoking on Keysh, Cole give me chills nigga
Whats your real name and not your stripper name
I make it rain on yah, like a windowpane
Bandz a make her dance, tunechi make her cum
Hit it from the side like a mother fucking bass drum
Two hoes on one fucking pole, two hoes on my fucking pole
I don't tip I pay bills, bitches call me buffalo
Her stomach in her ass out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waiting on my bitch to cash out.
[2 Chainz]
2 Chainz, four bracelets, Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation
if yo girl dont swallow kids, man dat hoe basic. Got two
bitches wit me, take a shot of one hoe, using her friend for
a chaser. (bands a make her buss it) Buss it, (let me see you touch it)
touch it, money talk you aint got none, end of discussion.
(Bands a make her do it) Do it. (Pocket full of money) Money!
Young nigga gettin head while tha engine runnin'.
Errrr!! Let me see you wiggle, do it for a real nigga.
I be laughing to the bank, all you do is giggle. Ballin in my coupe,
call it sports car, Drop the top and freak the chick dat bitch looks
like a porn star!
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Lyrics, Letra: 2 Dollar Bill – 2 Chainz ft. Lil Wayne, E-40
2 Chainz & YG
Yeah, I know that I’m winnin’
I’m winnin’, I’m winnin’, I’m winnin’ (Wow)
Yeah, yeah, uh, I know that I’m winnin’, I’m winnin’ (Dos)
I’m winnin’, I’m winnin’, yeah
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
2 Chainz
Yeah, I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare (This shit hard), I’m rare
I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare, I’m rare
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare (rare), I’m rare (rare)
I’m rare (yeah), I’m rare (uh)
Spit cold shit, need Mucinex
Diamond chain ‘round my neck with the crucifix
Got a family now so I gotta pipe down
‘Fore a young ho fuck up my timeline
I wear my shades at night like Corey Hart
Stopped trappin’ and the plug say I broke his heart
On a seafood diet, I don’t fuck with pork
Foreign my safe drive, I got a lot of torque
Trap check, check, one two
She wanna split, dip, fondue
Shinin’, I’m in the sunroom
Life a bitch so you better use a condom
I’m rare like a nigga that’s loyal
I’m rare like a girl with me that ain’t spoiled
I’m rare like Mr. Clean with hair
Yeah, I’m rare, uh
2 Chainz & Lil Wayne
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
Like a two-dollar bill
I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare (rare), I’m rare (yeah)
I’m rare (yeah), I’m rare (yeah)
I’m rare (yeah, yeah), I’m rare (uh)
Lil Wayne
I’m rare, I promise, I swear
I’m high, mid-air, don’t vomit up here
Like the 13th floor, fuck it, I’ma take the stairs
Like what 2 Chainz wears, shit’s from Rio de Janeiro
I’m rare, like a commercial with Future and Cher
Like a cop that’s fair, like a triple-double dare
I’m rare, really rare, you scared, you really scared
I’m where? I’m here and there, you stare, you disappear
Oh, yeah, that’s really real, that flare, them semis tear
That trigger softer than hair, silencer’s hearing-impaired
That’s rare, shoot up a fair, that’s rare, my goons don’t care
They bears, might get the chair, who cares? They say their prayers
Oh yeah, the claps drop, I’m rare as Sasquatch
Get spared, trap house, codeine, mascot
I chill where it’s hot, Brazil, backdrop, I’m real
Her ass not, I’m rare, Tunechi
2 Chainz & Lil Wayne
Like a two-dollar bill (mula)
Like a two-dollar bill (that’s Mula)
Like a two-dollar bill (that’s rare)
Like a two-dollar bill (that’s rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
E-40
Rare like real niggas, rare like 12 figures
Rare like wagu steak, rare like 88 Polaroid pictures
My bite is stronger than my bark, this shit like dog park
Treat a Bugatti just like a fuckin’ go-kart (kart)
‘Bout my business and my soil is my witness
Only fuck with real niggas, them fake niggas, I have to diss ‘em
Fuck with ‘em from a distance, I’m a tycoon
Hella sharks in this business, stay with a harpoon
I got game like Donald Goines
Start-up companies, cryptocurrency coins
Like a bicentennial quarter, I’m hella rare (hella rare)
I’ve been hustlin’ since I was in daycare (Daycare)
Now I’m a mothafuckin’ millionaire (millionaire)
Money longer than Diana Ross hair (Ross hair)
I’m rare like white running backs, these squares a box of Apple Jacks
I’m an innovator, a trend-setter, far from a copycat
I don’t rap like none of you niggas, I’m one-of-one (one-of-one)
The baddest bitch in the world could suck my dick and I bet I won’t cum, bitch
Chainz & E-40
Like a two-dollar bill (I’m rare, I’m rare)
Like a two-dollar bill (I’m rare, I’m rare)
Like a two-dollar bill (I’m rare, I’m rare)
Like a two-dollar bill (bitch)
I’m rare, I’m rare
I’m rare (rare), I’m rare (rare)
I’m rare (rare), I’m rare (rare)
I’m rare (yeah), I’m rare (uh)
Lil Wayne And 2 Chainz
2 Chainz, Lil Wayne & E-40
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
I’m rare (I’m rare), I’m rare (I’m rare)
2 Chainz Lil Wayne Yuck Lyrics