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2 chainz - they know lyrics

[intro: 2 chainz]
paid $100 for some head, n-gg-, say you ain’t did it!
i know a lick at 4 mil’, n-gg-, say you ain’t with it!
now if we hit this lick, n-gg-, & you don’t want to split it
then it’s bow, bow, bow to your motherf-ckin’ fitted, now!
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck!
i pull up in that truck, pull up in that truck
i run that b-tch over, call it trukfit
and yeah i’m on my own, i’m screamin’ “f-ck it”

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
f-ck it, i’m whippin’ it crazy
i’m ridin’ the foreign, i’m doin’ 180
my chain so heavy, my brain so deadly
type of n-gg- buy the watch & change the bezzy
they ain’t never seen me comin’ like this
smokin’ on that gasoline in the vip
they need ding-a-ling for the trampoline
cause all these b-tches want to do is jump on the d-ck
i hop over fence, i’m offended by co-defendants
drink codeine for mornin’ sickness
your dad was a motherf-ckin’ snitch, so n-gg-, you were born a witness
allstate, accident forgiveness
say my name by accident, we actin’ ignorant
doing a drive-by while you playin’ different
this that me time at the finest
you won’t beat me or see me whinin’
i am gangsta like the raiders cap with a jheri curl on the side
i like thighs & br–sts, i hide from stress
i don’t even know where my phone at
crib so motherf-ckin big, i don’t even know where my room at!

[hook]
whip so fast they say ”there he go”
b-tch so bad, man, i think she know
turned 100 to a mill, man i think they know
ducking on the low, man, i think they know
i think they know, i think they know
i think they know, yeah yeah, i think they know
i think they know, i think they know
i think they know, yeah yeah, i think they know

[verse 2]
i think they know it, if they don’t then f-ck it i show it
blow it like you owe it, ordered a case of moet
y’all get to going back to back for us
all black like i’m wanted
got trophies on, i send it back in the morning
that money coming, trying to stack it enormous
you n-gg-s p-ssy, f-cking rat on your homies
i think they know it, they know it, they know it
i got a plane that’s sittin round the corner
i got some b-tches here from california
got on my chains, i’m lookin like a dope boy
these n-gg-s don’t want it, i put that on [?]
my chain into 100, my belt feragamo
go to la, meet the plug in the quintanas
i’m still the king of my city and they know it
and i paint pictures with these words, i’m a poet
and i drop the top on my whip, and we soarin’
a 50 a check then i’m in it, if n-gg-s stay with it then they get extorted
and i’m gone

- 2 chainz lyrics

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