Lirik Lagu Blue C-Note feat. Lil Wayne - 2 Chainz
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You did it for the broads, I did it for the paperGot a hundred styles, got a hundred acresFuck the police, hundred middle fingersAnd you a square nigga, you a chess tableYou be savin' hoes, you be rest havenGot a lotta rides like a bus stationSee my phone ringin', see my diamonds danglin'See the bitches blinkin', BLUE C-NOTES,All of ‘em singin, BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTESSpend without thinkin', a tool without safetyI have ya broads taken, I have they heart achin'Push start crankin', new grill face itNew mill tastin', straight without a chaserDraws come from Macy's, broads is confirmationSame in different places, I run all the bases
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paperI got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors,Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers,And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em singin', BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTESSpend without thinkin', ice on both pinkiesMobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
I did it for my dogs, I did for the skatersI did it for the paper, my niggas still on papersI got a hundred tats, I got a hundred millionI keep on switchin' wifeys, you gotta Uncle Phil meDreadlock Rasta, hair like pastaI don't see what's your problem, I need an eye doctorFlying to them dollars, ducking fly swattersShoot ‘em in the head, leave his mind boggledComin' down the boulevard I'm on your avenueA half a mill on my grill, you niggas snaggle toothTold some dead presidents I'm finna bury youWhen it come to presidents I like ‘em black and blue
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paperI got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors,Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers,And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em singin', BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTESSpend without thinkin', ice on both pinkiesMobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
Got a hundred styles, got a hundred acresGot a hundred tats, got a hundred skatersDid it for the broads, I did it for the paperI'm ‘bout to buy a bring the hundred paper
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paperI got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors,Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers,And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em singin', BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTESSpend without thinkin', ice on both pinkiesMobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
I did it for my dogs, I did for the skatersI did it for the paper, my niggas still on papersI got a hundred tats, I got a hundred millionI keep on switchin' wifeys, you gotta Uncle Phil meDreadlock Rasta, hair like pastaI don't see what's your problem, I need an eye doctorFlying to them dollars, ducking fly swattersShoot ‘em in the head, leave his mind boggledComin' down the boulevard I'm on your avenueA half a mill on my grill, you niggas snaggle toothTold some dead presidents I'm finna bury youWhen it come to presidents I like ‘em black and blue
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paperI got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors,Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers,And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em singin', BLUE C-NOTESAll of ‘em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTESSpend without thinkin', ice on both pinkiesMobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
Got a hundred styles, got a hundred acresGot a hundred tats, got a hundred skatersDid it for the broads, I did it for the paperI'm ‘bout to buy a bring the hundred paper
