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2 chainz - land of the freaks lyrics

dat boy c-ssius
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

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

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-ckin’ billfold (no)
and you know i’m kickin’ sh-t like a f-ckin’ field goal (no)
yeah, gold, all on my pinky (d-mn)
yeah, gold, all on my wrist
yeah, gold, all on my grill
yeah, gold, all on my chest
yeah, i’m a misfit, dipsh-t, fishsticks, six whips
times two, i’m cold, swine flu, must i remind you?
b-tch, tell her n-gg-, my b-tch, she came with stilettos
n-gg-, my crew, we came with barrettas
n-gg-, my car, it came with umbrellas
n-gg-, put that sh-t on acapella, head to toe in donatella
n-gg- know my old school, a motherf-ckin’ panamera (god d-mn!)
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-gg- lookin’ broke, i hope that sh-t a disguise (yeah)

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

freak on my zodiac, you must be heavy on cognac
i gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy five, lil’ b-tch
i want me a quarterback
i am indulgin’ in oysters, i bought my shawty a cl-ster
i come and ride for a busta, car came with everything except a butler, yeah
she pidgeon-toed in them christians
don’t f-ck with goofy n-gg-s, 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

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

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