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2 Chainz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trap Back Lyrics - 2 Chainz

Listen to fuck niggas 

Let em' know I'm still up in here been poppin' 

Do so many shows in arenas 

My nigga I need me a locker 

Look at my car, how did they get on them sixes 

This flow come from Drizzy, he got it from Migos 

They got it from Three 6 

Look at my bitches, look at my wrists 

Realest nigga in the game 

My nigga ain't no counterfeitted 

Bitches is thick and delicious, doing they dishes 

100 million on my wishlist 

Taking penitentiary chances 

Just to drink lean in them benzes 

2 Chainz! 

I want my trapback, I said that I want my trapback 

I'm from the apartments, used to walk around with work in my backpack 

G's all up in that shit 

G's all up in that bitch 

Truck calling me by my government 

Running shit, gunning shit, shopping in London and loving it 

 

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Excerpt from Stepbrothers: 

Okay first of all, I needed someone- shut your mouth 

I'm sorry what did you just say? 

I think we've had enough here, shut your mouth 

Shut your mouth, will you shut your mouth? 

You're just coming off as stupid 

I'm coming off as stupid? 

You're wearing tuxedos to a job that requires you to clean bathrooms 

Please leave this office, we're done with this interview 

Do we get any sort of souvenir? 

Get out of my office! 

 

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I want my trap back, I said I want my trap back 

They say that money talk 

Nigga so you already know that I want my cash back 

You niggas ain't talking about shit, Harley Levine 

You would've thought that there was some kilos on my bus 

But they didn't find a thing 

Hair looking like Brillo, my flow Armadillo 

Catch me from class, belted with Versace all in my pillow 

I bet I seen a kilo, the dope my hero 

Remember I had that Box Chevy I set that bitch on some three zeros 

You know that I'm rocking Buscemi, Adam and Ross, Auschemi 

Her head is cold my nigga I think she that gonna need a beanie 

Rolling and smoking zucchini, dropping the top on the whips 

Making them look like bikinis 

I am now balling so hard 

I should be on my own box of Wheaties 

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