2 Chainz Turn Up

Yeaaa Ok

[Hook:]

I Walked In then I turnt Up

Pockets Full Of Hunnuds

Shawty Gotta Tan

Like She Come From Da Bahamas

I Do this All Night, Man I should wear pajamas

Eatin’ these rappers like a school of pirañas

Walked In Then I Turn Up

In Then I Turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In Then I Turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In-In Then I turn Up

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

I Walked Innnn, Then I Turn Up

Got The Benz Ridin Front Us

All My Friends On Da Come Up

I’m Like Damnn, These Niggas Ain’t A 100

Man I keep That Shit A 100

All This Bling Cost Me a 100

[Hook:]

I Walked In then I turnt Up

Pockets Full Of Hunnuds

Shawty Gotta Tan

Like She Come From Da Bahamas

I Do this All Night, Man I should wear pajamas

Eatin’ these rappers like a school of pirañas

Walked In Then I Turn Up

In Then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In Then I Turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In-In Then I turn Up

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

I got a recipe for my destiny

Southside Niggas to the left of me

Southside Niggas to the right of me

I’m a Southside Nigga to the death of me

On ecstasy you couldn’t fuck with me

Gettin money is my specialty

Got the game on lock

And I got a muthafuckin extra key

Excellence is my pedigree

Buy a car and seem petty to her

And I paint the feet

Call that shit a pedicure

Niggas on the road ain’t gettin no money that’s a petty tour

I can fuck yo bitch, and act like I neva knew her

She the shit, I’m manure

I’m a good pussy connoisseur

Keep it on the low, so sometimes I get pussy on the floor

I’m on top, so look down below

Told y’all I’m bout to blow

I’m bout the dough, I count the dough

I cash out then I’m out the door

[Hook:]

I Walked In then I turnt Up

Pockets Full Of Hunnuds

Shawty Gotta Tan

Like She Come From Da Bahamas

I Do this All Night, Man I should wear pajamas

Eatin’ these rappers like a school of pirañas

Walked In Then I Turn Up

In Then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In Then I Turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In-In Then I turn Up

[Verse 3: Cap 1]

I Walked Inn, Then I Turn Up

Then I set up ON they Muthafuckin Couch Roll The Weed up With A Burner

Got A Bad Bitch I Make Her My Liquor

She Got Her Girl With Her, She Don’t That I Be Hittin Her

Red Bottom Shoes With They Spikes All On It

Pocket Full Of 100, Make All These Bitches All Want Me

I Be Movin Thru The City, 100 Niggas Comin’ With Me

On The Road Of Riches It Was Some Bitches Takin Pictures

Roll A 3-5, Put Together 2 Swishers

Movin Like A Box Fuck Aroung And get Ya’ Issue

Man Um Pourin’ Up Lean, Got Me Drinkin Out the Pitcher

Walkin In, And I’m southside Coolin

Trueys On, They Gotta Fuck With My Movement

Southside Duffle Bag Nigga We Boomin’

Look At How I Do It, Tell That I’m Gettin It

Plug On Da Way, I Told That Nigga 20 Minutes

Ridin Real Wheel Through The City Nigga Pimpin

First I Go The Fifths Then I’m Headed Up To Lenox

Spendin Big Bags, Man Um Runin Through A Check

Work Just In, Got A Pack In The Jack

Show You How To Move, Niggas Talkin Finesse

Probably Cuff One Then Um Offin The Rest (Gone!)

[Hook:]

I Walked In then I turnt Up

Pockets Full Of Hunnuds

Shawty Gotta Tan

Like She Come From Da Bahamas

I Do this All Night, Man I should wear pajamas

Eatin’ these rappers like a school of pirañas

Walked In Then I Turn Up

In Then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In then I turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In Then I Turn Up

Walked In then I turn Up

In-In Then I turn Up

2 Chainz Felt Like Cappin

Felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

Been havin’ that happy hour

Presidential Rolex, I declare

I don’t care what they doing over there

Wrap my dreads in a ponytail

I thumb through the cash right in front of folks

AK on the yacht, that’s my banana boat

South Florida for the winter, I got sunburn

Half you niggas was some suckers in the lunchroom

I don’t care about the tats on your face

Them bitches cost 15 dollars

I don’t care about the pills that you take

Them bitches cost 15 dollars

I’m a rich nigga, I take rich drugs

Smoking gas and drinking lean in the strip club

Got too many kids to play with you niggas

I’m lost for words, nothing to say to you niggas

I got a Maybach, a Chevelle, a Drophead

A Wraith, a Audi, Infinity

Got a tour bus that’s long as a fucking centipede

Got a Panamera, a duely and a sling

Cappin’, I’m cappin’, I’m cappin’, I’m cappin’

I put it in your face like a motherfucking napkin

Got me a Sprinter just to play the fucking game in

At nighttime I turn that bitch to the Days Inn

Two crosses on and they looking like “Ay man”

They looking at me like I’m paid man

It’s nothing much that I can say man

‘Cause my actions speak louder than my fragrance

Felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

I felt like cappin’

Felt like cappin’

2 Chainz Riverdale Rd

Yeah, turn that maafaka up Nolan

Woah, know what I’m saying, I wanna feel like I was in some muthafakin’ danger

I got my mothafuckin’ pistol in my pocket, ya dig?

Yeah, in the booth, on some 5540 old national shit, you know what it is, nigga

We in the back, nigga, way in the back, nigga, serving sacks, nigga and serving Act

Mane, c’mon with the Kap, bruh…

Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there

I was the same ol’ nigga

Yeah that trap had raised a nigga

How could you blame a nigga?

Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas

Came on the set with hundreds to bet

But I still changed you niggas, yeah

My first foreign car, it was a Bimmer

My second foreign car, it was a Bimmer

My third foreign car, it was a Porsche

My fourth foreign car you can’t afford

My pocket pregnant, don’t want no abortion

My draws got them horses, my car got them horses

Rocking some Pradas like they was Air Forces

We had no choices

Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there

I was the same ol’ nigga

Yeah that trap had raised a nigga

How could you blame a nigga?

Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas

Came on the set with hundreds to bet

But I still changed you niggas, yeah

You wasn’t there when mama was struggling

You wasn’t there when mama was fussing

Told ’em ketchup, you too far in the mustard

I had a Chevelle and wanted a Cutlass

I went to work and I made an abundance

Gucci flip flops with the corns and bunions

Counting blue hundreds and smoking an onion

And she got an onion and I wanna rub it

We hanging off the Nat, see that’s where my office at

We dressed all in black

We got ’em calling back, just went to the mall and back

When you was the quarterback, I had the quarter sacks

Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale

Riverdale Rd., nigga

He was there, he was there, you weren’t there

He was there, she was there

Riverdale Rd., nigga

Abracadabra, I turned myself into a millionaire

I wore some Gucci to your mama house just to leave it there

Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there

I was the same ol’ nigga

Yeah that trap had raised a nigga

How could you blame a nigga?

Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas

Came on the set with hundreds to bet

But I still changed you niggas, yeah

I know something you don’t know

I’m gonna get some bands, yeah

I know something you don’t know, yeah

I’m gonna get some bands

Okay, from grams to Grammys

Okay, from fans to family

I went from trips we tryna plan

To cribs in South Miami

They got my vision fancy

She in my crib, no panties

I told the bitch she got to sit down

Just to understand me

They asking, “What’s the plan, B?”

I don’t have a Plan B

I told ’em this shit got to work

It’s just like candy to me

I mean it’s hard but it’s sweet

I’m Drench God in the streets

I break the law in the sheets

I make her cum on repeat

I know something you don’t know

I’m gonna get some bands, oh yeah

I know something you don’t know, yeah

I’m gonna get some bands

Riverdale, Riverdale!

2 Chainz Outroduction

[Verse 1]

I’m blessed, some might say I’m lucky [x2]

Every cents huffy, pockets on husky

Shawty don’t trust me, I break hearts often

If you look at my pockets you a weight watcher

From a dishwasher to a kingpin

Remember how the scene end and how this thing is

Drugs backed in ’em mean them things in

Now it’s duffle bags full of green [?]

I swear I ain’t lying and my daddy hand died

He tell you he had the hood like a ring did

Two kids later, I mature like fine wine in the basement

[?], different kind of pinot

Tried to stack c-note after c-note

I’m tryna make it count like a free throw after free throw

Line, it’s a thin one between

Getting high and committing crimes

Let a nigga live

I’ve been locked up more rapping than I did tryna get a brick

(Fuck this shit)

[Verse 2]

I remember when I believed in me

What am I supposed to do?

Uh, now when the ones that didn’t see me

They want a verse or to

Shit, what am I supposed to do?

Put ’em in a fucking herse or two

I’m the illest, I wrote that shit in cursive too

And I smoke just to ease the pain

So hungry I used to try to eat the rain

Well at least until the pizza came

Or at least until polices came

Undercovers outside my momma yard

And all the guns is in Kisha’s name

In Jesus’s name I pray

I say that a couple times a day

When it’s time to eat, when it’s time to lay

And when it’s daytime it ain’t my time of day, uh

[Verse 3]

I heard my little big cousin mad at me

I call him little big cause he younger than me

But he big, he was the high school team captain

Didn’t graduate but sometimes things happen

And whatever happen that was the worst day

And who know what was going on in the first place

I love and helped raise my nigga

This shit forgot to call him on his birthday

It’s hard to explain my new lifestyle

A partner lockdown, got a phone and an ipod

He called to tell me happy new years

I had to tell him nigga, it’s march

We had similar stars

But I ain’t figured his part

They had dough and we didn’t

How did it dissolve, alka-seltzer

This is the outroduction

Niggas stab you in your back like acupuncture

2 Chainz Road Dawg

[Verse 1:]

I’m ’bout my commas, I’m ’bout my come up

Young nigga run up, run up the summer

Tats on my stomach like Makaveli

Back of the back in the back of Telly’s

With the racks in the sac I will rap on belly

They will act real really niggas acting sidity

Ain’t no Actavis in the city, woah

[Hook:]

This for my road dawg, this for my, this for my road dawg

This for my road dawg, this for my, this for my road dawg

This for my road dawg, this for my, this for my road dawg

This for my road dawg, this is a real nigga role call

[Verse 2:]

We spend it and get it back, we had invented that

See we on the internet, fly as an insect

Shine like the moonlight, told ’em gesundheit

I’m throwing cheese up like it’s a food fight

They talking about blowing that dough and I tell you, I do not believe them

When I was on Codeine I went to the store and bought all of the liters

Follow the leader, monkey see, monkey do

It was critical bought the [?] went and bought three pair of shoes

Trapping all night, you know the rules

Trapping all night, it ain’t no rules

I pay my dues, copped it in twos

And all I do is sell shit, I should go on a cruise

[Hook]

2 Chainz Makin It Werk

[Hook:]

Making it work, give them the work and they’re going berzerk

Licking their clit’, don’t fuck with them clique and your dick in the dirt

Take them to work, pick it back up and I’m going to Paris

Her pussy so good, damnit she almost get [?] of the work

Making it work I’m making, I’m making, I’m making it work [x4]

[Skooly:]

Started off I was 16, trying to get it, trying to get it

Cramped up in my auntie house, momma ain’t have to place to live in

Young nigga known in the city, in the city fucking all of the bitches

Then I turned 17 started sipping

Then the all motherfucking world tried to hit me

They know I’m a rich kid for life

Now a nigga too T.R.U, no lie

Now I got goo troups, with no lifes

And they’ll probably shoot you for no [?]

Niggas ain’t new to this shit, niggas just T.R.U to this shit

Niggas can’t do what we did, niggas ain’t do what we did

Niggas can’t do it like T

Niggas can’t do it like me or Bankroll

Pull up on your bitch with a bang roll

And I’m flexing on all of you stank holes

Pocket full of money that you can’t hold

I’m a pimp no [?], and really ain’t nowhere that I can’t go

Momma told me: “Go to church!”

I told her, I love her and I’ll make it work

[Hook]

[Bankroll Fresh:]

Show you how to make one zip, make another zip

Started out with an all zip whip

Turned the same zip whip served the all script

[?] the profit out of that zip

Put all the profit in a shoe box

Fuck around, got me a new Glock

Fuck around, got me a new spot

Working at the park man heat hot

Trap talk got me reminiscing

Over hour renting, [?]

For a half and fifty, here goes half a grammy

Baby come and let me get the keys and sneak in

No insurance, do the speed limit

Know a young nigga try to get it

Either you’re broke or getting it

Either you’re broke or winning

Remember in the beginning, I ain’t even have a penny

One day [?] again

Now I got plenty, nigga, looking like a ticket

Wars and the shit and they looking like a Bentley

Started out trapping and finessing just to get it

[?] hit the pack with a live sport ticket

Nigga, who is asking? Now I got the paky

Now I got a maky, counting them in the backy

[Hook]

2 Chainz U Da Realest

[Hook x2:]

I’m like a quarterback, hand it off

Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball

I done seen ’em ball, I done seen ’em fall

Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg

You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg [x4]

[Verse 1:]

You the realest, ain’t no gimmicks, I got illness

If this rap game is my building, I got tenants, I got tenants

I got “gettin’ it” in my spirit

I’m winning to the end, and I just made me some millions

And this only the beginning

Rest in peace to all my niggas, they died while they was servin’

Rest in peace to all the soldiers that died in the service

I died in her cervix

Chicken’s, no churches

Never seen a man cry ’til you seen a man die: closed curtain

Closed casket, blasted, breathe again, Braxton

Heart filled with passion, neck filled with mansions

Nonchalant and sarcastic, my bank roll gigantic

School of hard knocks

I am the man on this campus

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

I can’t explain it, how I’m getting to the payments

Rest in peace to my nigga, God bless all his babies

And he gettin’ so much money, I know this shit sound crazy

But he coulda retired and he was born in the 80’s

And my hair look I’m from Haiti

Haters say I act funny

I’m on my baby, I’m about my cash money

I’m tryna get meals like I’m past hungry

Got two or three “Rest In Peace” tats on me

What’s really real? Just left the dealership

Pull your girl off my car, that’s that whip appeal

I’m ’bout to milk the game if a mil

Hit the girl with my two’s, Benedryl

[Hook]

2 Chainz Murder

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

Murder, Murder, This Right Here That Murder

Pulled the Car Out The Garage, They Screaming Bloody Murder

Murder, Murder Chalk Line Around Your Daughter

3 Cell Phones and I Still Don’t Ever Call Her

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Murder, Murder, Smoking on that murder

If a girl out with me, Just know she Murder

Murder, Murder, Take Her Ass like Burglar

Then I Put her On the Loud and feed her turkey burgers

Murder, Murder, This is Bloody Murder

All This ice all over me, I should wear a thermos

Murder, Murder, Hit you with the Burner

Hit you with the burner, hit you with the burner

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Murder, Murder, yea I’m killing niggas beats

When I’m out of town and on the stage it’s rest in peace

Murder, Murder Somebody call my lawyer

They said I was killing Tennessee when I was down in Florida

Murder, Murder, my shoes none than a quarter

Rapping with the murder team nobody wanna record us

Murder, Murder Listen to the chorus

Niggas wanna know how I get it when I get

Don’t worry, Just know it’s murder

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kreayshawn]

This right here is murderous

I’m Mama Kreay the gangsterous

From the East to the West it gets dangerous

When you get that dough on display and shit

Bitches will be hating this

But my mind still climbs for greater-ness

That money that I’m playing with

Put a whole in your head with no blame for it

Saying it

I’m Kaying

Come back to the block and I’m spraying it

Delaying, I’m stopping it

Put a end to your life, I’m blocking it

Your career bitch, you was never on

I heard 2 Chainz blocked you off his phone

Bitch don’t call him if you ain’t ’bout to ho

Bitch don’t call him if you ain’t ’bout the doe

[2 Chainz:]

Hello…

[Kreayshawn:]

Hello…

Hello…

[2 Chainz:]

Hello…

[Kreayshawn:]

Hello…

Hello…

[Hook]

[Outro:]

Ayyyeeeee… Kreayshawn… 2 case, white girl mob… East Oakland… Ayyye… 2chainz!

2 Chainz Bentley Truck

All about it, all about it, I’ll tell you all about it, all about it

[Hook:]

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

This the shit you play nigga (yessir). This the shit you play (alright)

This the shit you play when you cuttin’ up that work

This the shit you play when you ridin’ in a vert

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

[2 Chainz:]

Stunt. Dab. Thrab. Racks

Ball hog. Neiman’s, Saks

Lenox, Moda, Dope, Soda

Lean, Soda, Cream, Soda

Shawdy thick, small waist

Fat ass, gon’ shake

Money tall, Tyra Banks

We everything y’all ain’t

Couldn’t believe in Santa Claus ‘cause I ain’t have no chimney

Soufside with a F and the F for Fendi

I’m the type of guy to buy a extra Bentley

Had 2 SS’s like Mississippi

One phone call and I can get some pussy

One phone call, I know you niggas pussy

This the shit you play when you in the bushes

This the shit you play when you hit the bookie

[Hook:]

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

[Lil Wayne:]

This that shit you play, ‘bout that pistol play

Bop-bop bitch your face, haha in your face

This that shit you know, bitch you know you fake

This that clique you hate, but bitch they’re here to stay

This that shit you play, this that clique you know

‘Bout that trigger play, trigger finger roll

But this ain’t NBA, this the CEO

And this ain’t MMA, but this a TKO

Rolls Royce Wraith, I park that bitch and skate

I talk that shit, she caught that line, I call that fish filet

And all of my niggas is a-one, and y’all lil niggas look like steak (well done)

And all my woes is athletic, and all of my hoes is getting pregnant

Don’t dab, don’t dance

Do me, own swag

Never soft, you niggas softer

What’s that smell? Rigor mortis

South Beach, socks off

Money, drugs in the sock drawer

Fuck her good, get a round of applause

This the shit I play when I go to drop a bitch off

[Hook:]

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

This the shit you play when you in a Bentley truck

This the shit you play when them strippers acting up

This the shit you play when you smoke a zip and up

This the shit you play when you sippin’ out a cup

2 Chainz Extremely Blessed

[Intro: The-Dream]

Baby let’s run away

Get lost in the day

I love that you love what you do

And just like any other girl, baby I’ll love you the same

I know you gotta go, the DJ is calling you to the stage

Go ahead baby, do your thing

[Hook: The-Dream]

Honey complexion

Body of a goddess

22s on the Lexus, named Alexis

By the way of Texas

Big face Rolexes

While she’s undressing, man I’m stressing

She’s extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

She’s extremely blessed, extremely blessed

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Give us this day our daily bread

If you a chicken head, go somewhere and lay some eggs

I make you, make your bed, take that head

I got a move that’ll break your leg, know what I’m talking about

Known to kill pussy, nigga chalk it out

Our first date was the Waffle House

Different day, different escapades

If they don’t like it they opinion like Escalade’s

Everybody got one

[Hook: The-Dream]

Honey complexion

Body of a goddess

22s on the Lexus, named Alexis

By the way of Texas

Big face Rolexes

While she’s undressing, man I’m stressing

She’s extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Yeah

She slow grinded the whole time

I told her have a seat, you sitting on a gold mine

Big ass, long hair, thick thighs

Eat lobster tail like french fries

I’m the type to buy you a car for the fifth time

This skinny nigga doing big time

Oh wait, dinner dates I demonstrate how to penetrate

If you ain’t with’ it, then it’s elimi-date

[Hook: The-Dream]

Honey complexion

Body of a goddess

22s on the Lexus, named Alexis

By the way of Texas

Big face Rolexes

While she’s undressing, man I’m stressing

She’s extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

She’s extremely blessed, extremely blessed

[Outro: The-Dream]

Baby let’s roll away

Get lost in this day

Say it’s okay

Come to me

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Extremely blessed, extremely blessed