2 Chainz

Teksty piosenek Albumy

Stop Me Now

Nothing in the whole wide can stop me (Ooh nothing can stop me)

Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me (Ooh loving you)

Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me (Nothing, nobody)

Can stop me from loving you

Foreign exchange, I walk in the rain, still won't get wet

Nigga flick up the flame, twist up the game, switch up the chain

Play peek-a-boo, I take ya girl and her friend and do a switch-a-roo

Started with a nick and got a 62, it was memorable my plan is worth diggable

Used to stashing work off in a inner tube

In middle school I worked the trap no interviews

Just told shawty that I'm in to you

I'm the type that make a old school a Bentley coupe

Turn one to ten that's what I tend to do

It's an amber alert I gotta missing roof

It was black and it was travelling fast I love you

Now I don't care about your ratchet past

Designer shoes, matching bags

Let them niggas pop shit baby we popping tags

If I ever fall off I'll be hopping back

Got a bad bitch with me, told her hop in back

My car speak, she dark meat

I be eating MC's, nigga shark teeth

Velour hoodie I ask 'em what's for goody

If you are what you eat but I am not a pussy

You couldn't stop me with a bunch of Uzi's

And all we really do is shoot a bunch of movies

Started from the bottom now we at the top

Graduated from high school and bought a choppa

Orville Redenbacher bitch we got it poppin'

On the block with that white girl, Cindy Lauper

(2x)

When they saw me they used to think of dope

But now when they see me they just think of hope

Inspiration, no infiltration

Them niggas hatin', I got they bitches naked

Hand full of ones pocket full of Hunn

If I was sellin' swag man I woulda sold a ton

Designer sneaks leather seats

They say money talk that's why you never speak

Every verse I do is a rest in peace

Wish this highway to heaven had an extra seat

Rap game extra sweet, big ass charm conversation piece

Million off rap but the trap was sweeter

When dealings on the block all prices cheaper

I been doing this since guess and fila

They say my entourage each car four deep eight heaters

Drop the middle man to cut the cost

They say my whole click cut from a different cloth

And of course we pay the cost with each block

That we off ya take off and call back

It ain't our fault that ya lost ya lil bitch

Ask ya boy bout them forty he lost talk slick

Glock forty ya boss now you the president

Fresher than peppermint whip tint

Till six bond number nine flow wall street bidness bitch