2 Chainz (tity Boi) - Where U Been? lyrics

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