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2 chainz - saturday night كلمات الأغنية

y’all n-gg-s lame for that, y’all n-gg-s lame for that
shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
young n-gg-s banging back, young n-gg- banging back

then we gon’ fade to black then we gon’ fade to black

i left the crib walking, drove a mercedes back
you wasn’t blessed with ambition so who you gon blame for that
tried to get off the act, still didn’t know how to act
still pull up in the back, sit my -ss right in the back
tell my driver when he open my door to take off his hat
double saran everything so that you know its a wrap
double salute anybody that made it out the trap
some of y’all probably still owe me from back
in the back in the back in the back in the back
i had that work right in front of me f–k all you n-gg-s you wannabes
most of you n-gg-s is under mes, i’ma give ya -ss some to see
my car don’t have car keys, my crib got palm trees
p-ssy smell like sardine you, need to get up of my lawn please
this a real n-gg- conversation, real n-gg- demonstration real n-gg-s
no crystal or hilfigers, a bunch of ignorant lil’ n-gg-s
a bunch of red young tenders, dark skin queens, puerto rican princess’s
scratch my hand my palms itching, hit the dope start twitching
this a new kinda kitchen, marble countertops, see through fridge
3 thousand for the microwave, touchscreen stove lil biiiiitch!!
please don’t make me relapse, make me start back trappin
everybody in the city, saying that boy t-ty done started back snapping

i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
i hit the trap today, i’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
treat every night like it’s sat-rday night, like it’s sat-rday night, yeah

i sat in the trap no one cooked at night, i treat my third stripe like its kryptonite
i stopped serving sacks over qualified, have you ever seen a homicide?
have you ever seen ya partna die? have you ever been traumatized
even at graduation i had a bookbag full of yams, tryna multiply
enough of the negative actions, i got my paycheck off p-ssion
i’m wearing 4 bracelets for fashion, don’t think its a race when i p-ss you
stop talking that mafia sh-t, you never met meech, j-bo or illz
luda charged me just to dip, was there when chaka was swung on by tip
i’m like oh sh-t we goon tear up this b-tch, pull out a stick when u put up your fist
i’m like these n-gg-s done f–ked up my fit, funny how heaven and h-ll co exist
funny how life can put you in the mix, i sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
i booked studio with the trap money, lil wayne used to come get the bags from me
you still asking n-gg-s for gas money, i look at these rappers like crash dummies
i look at these b-tches that f–k with these rappers like b-tch you just f–ked with my last homie
kesha can come get the last from me, heaven can come get the last from me
harmony can come get the last from me, halo can come get the last from me mama!

- 2 chainz

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