2 Chainz - Y'all Ain't Got Nothin On Me lyrics

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2 Chainz - Y'all Ain't Got Nothin On Me lyrics

[Intro: 2 Chainz] YA! Cory what's happenin'? (2 Chainz!) YMCMB [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Okay now mama had a n***a n***a had some problems Then it's zero zero zero comma, a piranha Wa-water whip, anything in my circumference Got that work, dancing like it's f**ing Bently Fonzworth Concert, monster, my feet too long for Converse Louis V all over me, I'mma need a brown hearse Encore, dead fresh, hair weave on my head rest Supercalifragilistic, I'mma need a spell check f** around and get you dog shot, I'm a damn vet How you have an AK and get k**ed by a Kel-Tec? Duhh, I be going dumb She 21 with Chinese eyes I call her Soo Yung Pockets on croissant Bread over anything I'm busting like I'm getting me some head at a shooting range 2 Chainz! [Hook: Cory Gunz] Tell them n***as I won't stop stunting Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting Y'all ain't got nothing on me Tell them n***as I won't stop stunting Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting Y'all ain't got nothing on me I said, tell them n***as I won't stop stunting Long as I won't stop wanting, fronting Y'all ain't got nothing on me I'm the fast talking pimp of the year, the year [Verse 2: Cory Gunz] 2 Chainz I got you Yo, look what my flow bout Make a n***as head spin til his eyes fall out My team the machine, n***as not gon doubt What I mean is all my Autobots roll out Never gave a f** about a cop or scout Get ya little cub chopped, then I flop on the couch And just watch like y'all, when I hop on the bounce k** the booth, hear the blood, can't stop Cor now Sip drink, I don't bottle pop, pour it out For my n***as on lock, on the block or the ground Moving more tops than a hot who*e house Couldn't f** with me then, who can stop Cor now? Smoke like a blunt, other shot call style Call pigs, you a chicken, put the Glock on the cow Paper describes, you ain't got no nouns Young Money Cash Money until I go down When the Mills ring you is not all loud You don't wanna take a last shot throw the towel Pound for Pound, we the Pound for Pound Pull up on my n***a BOW, n***a y'all go Wow Didn't know then n***a y'all know now 2 Chainz got the crowd on loud We do things, Stop ho how? How could I ever let her knock cor now? Flex from the X n***a to the A-Town This dedicated to the n***as stayin' down Going into the village with a tree ho Then you about to take cor dooown! [Hook: Cory Gunz]

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