2 Chainz Blue C Note Lyrics
Blue C Note by 2 Chainz
[2 Chainz] You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper Got a hundred styles, got a hundred acres Fuck the police (fuck 'em), hundred middle fingers (fuck 'em) And you a square nigga (fuck 'em), you a chess table (fuck 'em) You be savin' hoes (fuck 'em), you be rest haven (fuck 'em) Got a lotta rides like a bus station See my phone ringin', see my diamonds danglin' See the bitches blinkin', BLUE C-NOTES, All of 'em singin, BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTES Spend without thinkin', a tool without safety I have ya broads taken, I have they heart achin' Push start crankin', new grill face it New mill tastin', straight without a chaser Draws come from Macy's, broads is confirmation Same in different places, I run all the bases
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper I got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors, Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers, And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em singin', BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTES Spend without thinkin', ice on both pinkies Mobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
I did it for my dogs, I did for the skaters I did it for the paper, my niggas still on papers I got a hundred tats, I got a hundred million I keep on switchin' wifeys, you gotta Uncle Phil me Dreadlock Rasta, hair like pasta I don't see what's your problem, I need an eye doctor Flying to them dollars, ducking fly swatters Shoot 'em in the head, leave his mind boggled Comin' down the boulevard I'm on your avenue A half a mill on my grill, you niggas snaggle tooth Told some dead presidents I'm finna bury you When it come to presidents I like 'em black and blue
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper I got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors, Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers, And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em singin', BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTES Spend without thinkin', ice on both pinkies Mobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper I got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors, Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers, And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em singin', BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTES Spend without thinkin', ice on both pinkies Mobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES
I did it for my dogs, I did for the skaters I did it for the paper, my niggas still on papers I got a hundred tats, I got a hundred million I keep on switchin' wifeys, you gotta Uncle Phil me Dreadlock Rasta, hair like pasta I don't see what's your problem, I need an eye doctor Flying to them dollars, ducking fly swatters Shoot 'em in the head, leave his mind boggled Comin' down the boulevard I'm on your avenue A half a mill on my grill, you niggas snaggle tooth Told some dead presidents I'm finna bury you When it come to presidents I like 'em black and blue
You did it for the broads, I did it for the paper I got a hundred styles, got a hundred flavors, Fuck the police, hundred middle fingers, And you a square nigga, BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em singin', BLUE C-NOTES All of 'em Franklins, BLUE C-NOTES Spend without thinkin', ice on both pinkies Mobile phone ringin', BLUE C-NOTES