2 Chainz

2 Chainz - Rolls Royce Bitch lyrics

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Alright, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you

Who else gon' believe in you? Who else gon' believe in you?



Believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you?

Who else gon' believe in you, who else gon' believe in you?



Believe in yourself, health is wealth

Gotta get mine, faster than a step

I can make a hundred thousand just sitting by the steps

I can count a hundred thousand with my feet in the chair

I can pull the baddest broad in here

With my hand pulled behind my back

One hand on the steering wheel

2 Chainz with the ponytail, got the bodyguard concealed

Ill meaning of sickness, I use the pharmacy as a witness

I mean anything around me that's against us, they can't be

I got God on my side, that's all I need to ride

See that's all I need to vibe, asking what I do tonight

That's really none of your business, unless you wanna get in this



Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way

The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way

The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way

Mydoors go dat way, doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way

My doors, Wraith, my doors, uh



I'm good, I'm good like Ye

I'm good like Sean and Push

I'm good, I'm good, okay

Good, sold yay, good 4 way

Oh man, look at me now

Used to have a killer crossover

Now I think I done crossed over

White fans at my rap shows

So many chains on I give you the cold shoulder

So many chains on, I tell 'em move over

Big shit over here, boy

100 acres on my property, man I might hit a deer, boy

I got felonies that's older than y'all niggas

Family time at the mall, nigga

6'5", I never been small, nigga

Your swag like RuPaul, I'm appalled, nigga

Yeah, three calls to call food

I want some Nobu, met her at Whole Foods

I just ate Pro Tools, I am the go-to



Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way

The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah the doors go dat way

The doors go dat way, the doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way

Mydoors go dat way, doors go dat way

Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah my doors go dat way

My doors, Wraith, my doors, uh



Felonies that's older than y'all niggas

Family time at the mall, nigga

6'5", I never been small, nigga

Your swag like RuPaul, I'm appalled, nigga

Yeah, three calls to call food

I want some Nobu, met her at Whole Foods

I just ate Pro Tools, I am the go-to

I am the go-to, I am the go-to

Trap shit, I'm the go to

Trap nigga with a gold tooth

Believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you?

Who else gon' believe in you?

Believe in yourself

Who else gon' believe in you?

Who else gon' believe in you?
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