2 Chainz - LAND OF THE FREAKS lyrics

[Intro] Dat Boy Ca**ius Nonstop [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks [Verse 1] Got so many cars, I'm like, "What I need to be here for?" (Yeah) Got so much money, I'm like, "What I'm gon' pretend for?" (Yeah) Hundred dollar bills with no motherf**in' billfold (No) And you know I'm kickin' sh** like a f**in' field goal (No) Yeah, gold, all on my pinky (Damn) Yeah, gold, all on my wrist Yeah, gold, all on my grill Yeah, gold, all on my chest Yeah, I'm a misfit, dipsh**, fishsticks, six whips Times two, I'm cold, swine flu, must I remind you? b**h, tell her n***a, my b**h, she came with stilettos n***a, my crew, we came with Barrettas n***a, my car, it came with umbrellas n***a, put that sh** on acapella, head to toe in Donatella n***a know my old school, a motherf**in' Panamera (God damn!) Mind on me (No), so don't worry 'bout mine I smoke and get vibes Look at my eye (Yeah), I can't decide how to describe Your n***a lookin' broke, I hope that sh** a disguise (Yeah) [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks [Verse 2] Freak on my Zodiac, you must be heavy on Cognac I gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy five, lil' b**h, I want me a quarterback I am indulgin' in oysters, I bought my shawty a cluster I come and ride for a busta, car came with everything except a butler, yeah She pidgeon-toed in them Christians Don't f** with Goofy n***as, that's Disney Always on my grizzly, table in the back, picnic (Yeah) Alka-Seltzer Cold, your career started fizzin' You gon' need 4 pair Cartier's to see my vision Ok, deliverin' a dealership Go so much, need a membership My car knock-kneed like Kenny Smith And I'm signin' off, no penmanship, yeah [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks [Chorus] I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the Braves Land of the freaks