Biografia:
Tauheed Epps (nascido em 12 de setembro de 1977), anteriormente conhecido como Tity Boi, mais conhecido como 2 Chainz, é um rapper norte-americano de College Park, Geórgia. Ele atualmente tem contrato assinado com a Def Jam e, anteriormente, pertencia à Disturbing tha Peace e Playaz Circle. Seu álbum de estreia, Based on a T.R.U. Story, foi lançado dia 14 de agosto de 2012.
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[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Dm C
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
Dm C
I called, she ain't pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
Dm C
I'm in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
Dm C
Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (God damn!)
Dm C
I'm going wildebeest, all on my enemies
Dm C
Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine
Dm C
Off with they head
Dm C
Known to pull off and get head
Dm C
Drippin so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin' the bed
Dm C
I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh!
Dm C
I am still gettin' this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh!
Dm C
Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh!
Dm C
I can do more than just brag, I can back it up UH UH!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 2: Offset]
Dm
Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids
C
10 racks on me that's mall money
Dm
I just bought a Lamb Ima crawl on it
C
Get on top, she act a dog with it
Dm
I'm on this drink need to slow down
C
Racks in back it won't slow down
Dm
You had a sack but it's gone now
C
Safari diamond, money long now
Dm
Better wake up, smell the coffee
C Dm
Black man with a lot of money, got the white man wanna off me
C
You was my mans but you lost me
Dm
Poppin xans, I'm exhausted
C
Cookie smellin like a mosh pit
Dm
Pop a perk, kinda nauseous
C
50 ? shit colossus
Dm C
Hey, With this money I could stay up and survive
Dm C
We go live, smoke this dope and ride
Dm C
We too fly, bad bitches in the archive
Dm C
Oh so high, money make me so high
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Dm
I'm havin blue cheese
C
And I'ma get it by any means
Dm
Flexing on niggas like Hercules
C
Fucking on bitches with double D'sd
Dm
I met the plug, got 100 keys
C
Give me that block and I gotta seize
Dm
These niggas sick homie wanna get rid of me
C
I'm at the top and they under me
Dm
I hit the lot and don't ask for the tag
C
Racks in my pockets, they lookin like kneepads
Dm
Flexin my all white with Benjamin Franklin
C
Put the work steady blue cheese in the bag
Dm
My life I'm livin it fast
C
One thing I cannot do is go out sad
Dm
They know me but don't know my past
C
And if you know me you know I'm about my cash
Dm C
The Nawfside, call it Baghdad, make a nigga 40 yard dash
Dm C
The Nawfside, where the bags at, I was breakin my wrist in the glass (Whippin it!)
Dm C
Smoking on Barry Bonds in the Huracan, spinning work like I'm Taz
Dm C
Migos and Chainz in the city, go to your girl code
Had to bring out that bag
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Bridge: Quavo (2 Chainz)]
Dm C
When you wake up in the morning
Dm C
When you wake up in the morning
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
(Uhh, uhh)
[Outro]
Dn C
Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
Dm C
I had to take my uncle to school this morning shawty
Dm C
And he got suspended
Dm C
'Cause he smelled like weed when he got there
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Dm C
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
Dm C
I called, she ain't pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
Dm C
I'm in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
Dm C
Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (God damn!)
Dm C
I'm going wildebeest, all on my enemies
Dm C
Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine
Dm C
Off with they head
Dm C
Known to pull off and get head
Dm C
Drippin so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin' the bed
Dm C
I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh!
Dm C
I am still gettin' this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh!
Dm C
Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh!
Dm C
I can do more than just brag, I can back it up UH UH!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 2: Offset]
Dm
Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids
C
10 racks on me that's mall money
Dm
I just bought a Lamb Ima crawl on it
C
Get on top, she act a dog with it
Dm
I'm on this drink need to slow down
C
Racks in back it won't slow down
Dm
You had a sack but it's gone now
C
Safari diamond, money long now
Dm
Better wake up, smell the coffee
C Dm
Black man with a lot of money, got the white man wanna off me
C
You was my mans but you lost me
Dm
Poppin xans, I'm exhausted
C
Cookie smellin like a mosh pit
Dm
Pop a perk, kinda nauseous
C
50 ? shit colossus
Dm C
Hey, With this money I could stay up and survive
Dm C
We go live, smoke this dope and ride
Dm C
We too fly, bad bitches in the archive
Dm C
Oh so high, money make me so high
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Dm
I'm havin blue cheese
C
And I'ma get it by any means
Dm
Flexing on niggas like Hercules
C
Fucking on bitches with double D'sd
Dm
I met the plug, got 100 keys
C
Give me that block and I gotta seize
Dm
These niggas sick homie wanna get rid of me
C
I'm at the top and they under me
Dm
I hit the lot and don't ask for the tag
C
Racks in my pockets, they lookin like kneepads
Dm
Flexin my all white with Benjamin Franklin
C
Put the work steady blue cheese in the bag
Dm
My life I'm livin it fast
C
One thing I cannot do is go out sad
Dm
They know me but don't know my past
C
And if you know me you know I'm about my cash
Dm C
The Nawfside, call it Baghdad, make a nigga 40 yard dash
Dm C
The Nawfside, where the bags at, I was breakin my wrist in the glass (Whippin it!)
Dm C
Smoking on Barry Bonds in the Huracan, spinning work like I'm Taz
Dm C
Migos and Chainz in the city, go to your girl code
Had to bring out that bag
[Chorus: Quavo]
Dm C
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
Dm C
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Dm C
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
Dm C
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
[Bridge: Quavo (2 Chainz)]
Dm C
When you wake up in the morning
Dm C
When you wake up in the morning
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Dm C
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
(Uhh, uhh)
[Outro]
Dn C
Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
Dm C
I had to take my uncle to school this morning shawty
Dm C
And he got suspended
Dm C
'Cause he smelled like weed when he got there
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