2 Chainz
2 Chainz - G.o.o.d. Morning lyrics
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[Hook: D'banj] I'm getting this nigga in the morning He gon' take, he been chiefing just too long, way He see me in the evening Want to catch all these feelings Well let me be the first to get mine [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Okay, I'm chillin' in my camo Flippin' through the channels All my G.O.O.D Music shit My logo's a Lambo Four doors of ammo This ammunition I'm pitchin' to make your body Switch another position and listen, my weed loud Spark one and speed off Tell ‘em I bear arms I'm cuttin' my sleeves off Lettin' my tats show And I sag my pants I'm lettin' my ass show I'm hot as Tabasco I study Castro Yeah my plug from Cuba Inside of the car's like a damn computer Inside of the crib is like a damn museum You ain't seen these before You'd better get ‘em on film Tryin' to take these fat pockets Man, your chances are slim Disrespect, you stomp ‘em out Yeah, give ‘em a Timb You ain't did what I did See I know I'mma win And they don't have slow motion So I did it again Whoa! [Hook] [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Okay I'm sitting on a plane Flying over graves I am so high, nigga, I can talk to rain My outfit's insane Ain't that evident? My chain has another chain like it was pregnant My favorite dish is turkey lasagna Even my pajamas designer She got a fat ass, I make her rewind Back seat so big I press recline Got a dirty sprite in my cup holder Rappers like road kill They get run over They get done over It's just one soldier This flow'll make you fall like it's October Me and your girl, nigga, opposite of sober Celine Paris chain on so I look like a cobra Young Casanova, baby Romeo I got my girl geeked She look like she from Tokyo [Hook]