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2 chainz - own drugz lyrics

feat. juicy j & cap.1

intro: 2 chainz]
world, preemmiere,
yeah, tell me that some more
i be talkin about how i be f-ckin’ peoples girls and sh-t

[hook: 2 chainz]
i ain’t gotta f-ck yo girl i got my own girl
i ain’t gotta smoke your weed, i got my own drugs
i ain’t gotta drink your drink, i got my own drugs
i ain’t gotta pop your pills, i got my own drugs

[bridge: 2 chainz]
i walk in the party with my own drugs
got my girl on the molly with her home girl
i really ain’t stressin, i ain’t even stressin
i really ain’t stressin, aint even stressin
i ain’t gotta f-ck your b-tch, i got my own girl
i ain’t gotta smoke you weed, i got my own drugs
i really ain’t stressin, ain’t even stressin
i really ain’t stressin, ain’t even stressin

[verse 1 : 2 chainz]
why you stressin me god keep em blessing me
i know how to make money, this the recipe
your p-ssy get rest to peace, especially murder scene
hit it from the back, she like hercules, hercules (tell em)
started from a pot, then i took over the spot
then i took over the plot, then i took over hip hop
then i started geekin, then i started tweekin
then i started reachin, then i stop speakin
finished monday, started on the weekend
gas in my car, i got gas in my car
you can smell it when im p-ssin your car
its the last of the raw, all you need is a straw
and ain’t feelin good, all i need is a mall
show-n-off ugh
your pockets on doughnuts, (yeah)
got my posse out in broad day
been up all night, its been a long day
im trying to get higher f-ckin up my phonshway

[hook]

[bridge]

[verse 2: juicy j]
styrofoam cups got flying spirt
double cup full of ms. b-ttersworth
brown skin b-tch in a tennis skirt
with some rolling papers, full of purp
couple of bad hoes in a penthouse suite
ya’ll broke n-gg-s aint in my league
i swear this game been good to me
i’m a veteran in this game, why would i leave?
real n-gg-s, thats all i see, pimp c, rip
i’m up all night like f-ck needs sleep
push start b-tton like f-ck the key
your boys too broke cant f-ck with me
my hoes to fine cant f-ck for free
ya’ll n-gg-s out here savin hoes
i’ma start callin ya n-gg-s justice league

[verse 3: cap1]
i’m on codeine , i’ma a dope fiend
got molly world for that party girl
exctasy, she want the best of me
turn her out she a naughty girl
your b-tch choose my girl like
i ain’t gotta speak my wife getter
lickin on my like an optimo
get a boy a sprite and now pour b-tch
450 for a zip of strong, cold name, gas money
magic city, cuttin’ up, b-tch shakin’ their -ss for me
f-ck the b-tch in my back seat
if she hit the window, she a crash dummy
i’ma dope boy to get fast money
and we stand our man the most -ss for me i’m gone

[hook]

[bridge]

- 2 chainz lyrics

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