2 Chainz - Door Swangin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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2 Chainz - Door Swangin (en) Lyrics
I wouldn't even...
I wouldn't even be here without
that mothafuckin' door
We doing numbers, holmes
5540, We doing
numbers, holmes
You can look that shit up, you
can research that shit
Another day we gotta get it,
'notha day we gotta get it
I say 'notha day we gotta get it,
'notha day we gotta get it
Can't forget how I fucking
had the door swinging
No doorbell, we had the
cameras included
No hibachi, all we had
is some tuna fish
Moved up a level, then I
stepped up my grind
Got to the top,
ain't nobody around
When I look down, all I see
is some sucka shit
And I'ma run shit, I put
that on my bucket list
Adidas streetball, all the
foreigns with the straps
Before the dreadlocks, I had
the cornrows to the back
Used to sit on a broke down
camaro with packs
Told her, "turn around," even though
she had his name tatted
That's the way that it was,
had a way with the girls
Had a felony before you knew
what a felony was
You was taking the shots, you
was feeling the buzz
Got so much in the stash spot,
I could fill up a bus
Got gorillas with us, got
chinchillas with us
No pretenders with us, got the
winners with us, yeah
Somebody
watching the front door
Yeah I went to
college and sold dope
Sold narcotics, a boat load
And all us
felons and can't vote
Yeah I'm from the
cut, I'm cutthroat
All up in the crowd, frank
lucas fur coat
Yeah, sipping muddy like
a mothafuckin' merlot
Under the influence, I stayed on
the first floor, first floor
Wait, first 48, hard to see my
face, diamonds in the way
This is mma, I
just beat the case
In and out the hair salon, she
got her nails polished
Turn up in tennis shoes,
turn up in red bottoms
Turn up in red bottoms, turn
up, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms,
yeah what?
A nigga a hustler, now
the feds got him
You bring the rubber bands,
I bring the money counter
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