2 Chainz Dedication Lyrics
Dedication by 2 Chainz
You gotta known how to have fun when you get these checks man Nah, I'mma put this on your camera. You need... I'm bout to tell you right now Tell me what I need. Tity Boi. Tity Boi You need to tell Cris go on let you go Young Mula it out, we have fun over here, we just eating We having fun, we just doing stuff, we don't even care about (Go get my shit). Young Money, we care
If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be A lot of dudes in the game, including me We was smoking that gas in '03 Was gon' sell a few bags to Lil Fee Couple years removed from HBs Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z I went to Eastover before Katrina Remember going to Magic riding in my B-mer And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappin' and singin' And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport Comin up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts And then I went on tour and recorded a song on your tour bus And that was '08, that's the first time I met Drake When I hit your cup with that drank, had a nigga stomach like wait
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dio, yea that my dog
You relocated to MIA You told me shawdy this where I stay I came down to pay a visit You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin And you, you wasn't dippin' Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant Ridin' off in the Phantom, and Mr. G he was driving Pumpin' that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding And I told you that I was rappin', I told you I wasn't writing You said Luda was foolish because he wasn't excited That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci You said, "You can make a million rappin' 'bout some pussy, I did." T, Fewq, Mally Mal, shining like Armor Oil You can ask Mack, I was YM 'fore all of y'all Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny In this world you either selling or you buying
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog That my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
You tatted your face and changed the culture You screamed soowoo and them gangstas loved it You bought a Bugatti so you can flex And most of the bad bitches your ex Ride 'til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly Duffle Bag video, we shot that bitch on Godby You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate They said it ain't about stylin', what they tryin' to kick knowledge Duffle Bag Boys, yea I can't forget Dolla In going to get the money, it's some words that I follow I swallow my pride, smoking endo outside Straight from Collegrove, I'm reporting live
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be A lot of dudes in the game, including me We was smoking that gas in '03 Was gon' sell a few bags to Lil Fee Couple years removed from HBs Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z I went to Eastover before Katrina Remember going to Magic riding in my B-mer And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappin' and singin' And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport Comin up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts And then I went on tour and recorded a song on your tour bus And that was '08, that's the first time I met Drake When I hit your cup with that drank, had a nigga stomach like wait
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dio, yea that my dog
You relocated to MIA You told me shawdy this where I stay I came down to pay a visit You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin And you, you wasn't dippin' Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant Ridin' off in the Phantom, and Mr. G he was driving Pumpin' that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding And I told you that I was rappin', I told you I wasn't writing You said Luda was foolish because he wasn't excited That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci You said, "You can make a million rappin' 'bout some pussy, I did." T, Fewq, Mally Mal, shining like Armor Oil You can ask Mack, I was YM 'fore all of y'all Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny In this world you either selling or you buying
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog That my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
You tatted your face and changed the culture You screamed soowoo and them gangstas loved it You bought a Bugatti so you can flex And most of the bad bitches your ex Ride 'til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly Duffle Bag video, we shot that bitch on Godby You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate They said it ain't about stylin', what they tryin' to kick knowledge Duffle Bag Boys, yea I can't forget Dolla In going to get the money, it's some words that I follow I swallow my pride, smoking endo outside Straight from Collegrove, I'm reporting live
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea That my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog