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2 Chainz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Champions (round & Round) Lyrics - 2 Chainz

(Quavo!) 

Lifestyle on camera 

Hundred thousand dollar chandelier 

They tried to turn me to an animal 

But white people think I'm radical 

Supermodels think I'm handsome 

You might think I'm too aggressive 

But really I think I'm too passive 

'Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin' 

 

1500, all in singles (straight up!) 

Throw it up, watch it fall and drop 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round they go 

 

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Pray for me 

I'm about to hit the Ye button 

I don't wanna say nothin' wrong 

But it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothin' 

Imagine if I ain't say somethin' 

Wouldn't none these niggas say nothin' 

I done lost and made money 

Now I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me 

And I'm fresh out of debt in this mothafucka! 

And they still ain't ready yet for a mothafucka! 

Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on 

I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store 

 

It's Gucci! 

Fresh out the feds in this mothafucka 

And they still ain't ready yet for a mothafucka 

Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on 

Now that Gucci home, it's over for you Gucci clones 

 

Photos 

 

1500, all in singles (straight up!) 

Throw it up, watch it fall and drop 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round they go 

Champions, we run the city 

Number one, they fallin' from the top 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round they go (straight up) 

 

Look, I say a prayer for my enemies 

They cannot slow down what's meant for me 

Funny how they come around like I can't see through they secret identities 

Lately it's all about Zen in me 

Subtractin' the negative energy 

Fuck with the family, turn your ass to a memory 

My niggas keep it a century 

I blow the check up, nigga, detonation 

Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination 

Time my destination 

I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan 

I'm a mothafuckin' champion 

This right here the fuckin' anthem 

I can't dap you without hand san' 

I don't know where your dirty ass hands been 

I wake up to like a hundred texts 

Championship team, but we can't cut the net 

She all off in my jersey lookin' underdressed 

I'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX 

With... 

 

1500, all in singles (straight up!) 

Throw it up, watch it fall and drop 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go 

'Round and 'round they go 

I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole 

Than to get down in a hole 

 

I took a nap in the pulpit 

I never like how a suit fit 

I got a pocket full of money 

It got me walkin' all slew-foot 

I'm on my wave like a cruise ship 

In that hoe mouth like a toothpick 

Anyone get in my way 

Nothin' to say, I tote 'em choppas like pool sticks 

I wear pajamas to Ruth's Chris 

Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks 

I'm comin' from the apartments 

We never had our damn pool fixed 

Walk in the mall with my new bitch 

Tell her to get the whole rack 

My new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch 

Then pull me a new bitch 

See that is a snowball effect 

I got gold on my neck 

Lookin' like a Super Bowl on my neck 

I got a mansion full of marble floors 

It look like I could go bowl in this bitch 

Versace logos on bowls in this bitch 

Like I'm a serial killer 

I put the real in gorilla 

I did this shit for my niggas 

 

1500, all in singles (straight up!) 

Throw it up, watch it fall and drop 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go 

'Round and 'round they go 

I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole 

Than to get down in a hole 

Champions, we run the city 

Number one, they fallin' from the top 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go 

'Round and 'round they go 

I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole 

Than to get down in a hole 

 

I'm Yo Gotti! 

Reach for my chain is suicide 

The car I drive fit two inside 

They mad at Ye 'cause he all in the neighborhood 

But he let them goons inside 

Let's fuck up the neighborhood 

Let's fuck up the neighborhood 

Buy every house in this bitch 

You know that the money good 

My wrist in the kitchen go 'round and 'round 

Play with the kid, I'ma gun you down 

The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found 

Official trap shit let me slow it down 

Way more shit than a Pamper 

All we rock is bandanas 

Whips so nasty, no manners 

I just got head in a Phantom 

 

She say she don't want a chump, baby want a champ 

She say money make her cum, Gucci make her damp 

1017's the Squad, Gucci Mane's the stamp 

And he don't never sleep, he's a fuckin' vamp 

I heard your bitch ride on the bus, you don't give a damn 

My bitch drive a Lamb', you should call her ma'am 

I love my Auntie Jane, but fuck Uncle Sam 

I'm a walkin' money machine, check my Instagram 

Niggas never test the kid so I don't have to cram 

My city treat me like a king, I should wear a crown 

And I don't really fuck around 

I gave my bitch two mil' 'cause she stuck around 

 

1500, all in singles (straight up!) 

Throw it up, watch it fall and drop 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go 

'Round and 'round they go 

I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole 

Than to get down in a hole 

Champions, we run the city 

Number one, they fallin' from the top 

'Round and 'round they go 

'Round and 'round it go 

'Round and 'round they go 

I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole 

Than to get down in a hole 

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