Smell Like Money Lyrics - Collegrove - 2 Chainz

Here I go, here I go this that C5 

Bitch I'm back, with that crack like panty lines 

Asinine, I get blow like dandelions 

Fuck more hoes than advertised 

They say Tune you're dead wrong 

I say wrong, had to die 

Pussy nigga don't keep it real no more 

Drug dealers changed but the high stay the same 

Prices go up but the high stay the same 

Gotta watch for undercovers like crying in the rain 

Chillin' in the crib with the lock on the door 

Layin' on the couch with the Glock on the floor 

Within arm reach, security, alarm breach 

I just cut off the lights so I don't shoot my hoe 

I eat so much shrimp, I smoke so much hemp 

The world too small it feel like 4 walls 

You see I got holes punched in 

My chances are cold cut thin, but I still took 'em and nigga we made it 

T roll that killer, weed up in the swisher, and make it as fat as a pig in a blanket 

My BFF is Benjamin Franklin, they cry for help we get 'em a hanky 

Ain't nothing sweet but the shit that we drinkin', the bitches we bangin', the cinnamon danish 

The pen is suspending, shit is restraining 

It is a shame but niggas is shameless 

Niggas is assholes, or enemas, finna get anal 

Injury, time out, I just blew my mind out 

But still I'm maintaining 

Real gangsta shit it get dangerous 

You talking money and guns, 2 languages 

I throw niggas from off of the plane I'm in 

Oh my god, it's raining men 

Said the weatherman to the anchorman 

I send hella cash to the bank I'm with 

What you do it for if it ain't for this 

I watch my step so much, I'm starting to feel like my ankles' wrist 

Cold hearted, starting to feel like I'm in Anchorage when I think of this 

And rude awakenings get taken in like fragrances 

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Bitch I smell like money, dope and cologne 

I say bitch I smell like money, that's that dope and cologne 

And if he ain't getting money, don't love him, leave his broke ass alone 

I say if he ain't getting money, leave his stank ass alone 

'Cause bitch I smell like money, I smell like money 

When you this rich they call it wealthy 

Shit they gotta call it somethin' 

Lord I done got too rich for stuntin' (damn) 

But not for thuggin.' 

That's right bitch I smell like money, money 

You smell me coming 

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2 Chainz 

Totin' double barrels in a horse and carriage 

Ain't scared of nothing except God and marriage 

Through the concrete grew a rose petal 

If trapping was a sport, I'd have a gold medal 

I steal her like Jerome Bettis 

Call me Trill Cosby, I might spike my own beverage 

Parallel park in front of Neiman Marcus 

He ain't never fly nigga, like an ostrich 

They say ain't nothing for free, but please free my partnas 

Might have a swag contest and give out free Versaces 

Yea, lobster rolls for an appetizer 

Bad red bitch give me a lap-etizer 

I'm in my Rolls Royce because it's black and wiser 

And don't get in the way, my nig this rapid fire 

Brrr stick 'em, I'm a victim of being a victim 

Codeines, Xanax and liquor 

Prescriptions and couple pistols 

Got clean molly with the crystals 

Middle finger to the judicials 

Fork and a pot is my utensils 

Had a threesome with 2 sisters 

I get head and you kiss her 

I don't never call and you miss her 

I got every gun except a missile 

I paid attention to the minister 

My silhouette is sinister 

Only child with trust issues 

You couldn't walk a mile in my hoop shoes 

Me and Tune 2 loose screws 

2 parts in my box cut, my pop wouldn't even pop up 

Last night I prayed to God and asked for him to make a drop truck 

Polo T and ice watch, moccasins without socks 

And I smell like money, I can count a hundred thousand with the lights off 

I say bitch I smell like money, that's that dope and cologne 

And if he ain't getting money, don't love him, leave his broke ass alone 

I say if he ain't getting money, leave his stank ass alone 

'Cause bitch I smell like money