2 Chainz - Granny lyrics

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2 Chainz - Granny lyrics

(feat. Bankroll Fresh & PeeWee Longway) [Hook - Bankroll Fresh:] Granny came I'm like what the f** going on Everybody on the porch, everybody selling stone Everyboy round here working, n***a Nextel chirpin' [?] in 2004 you know back then they were serving Back then they were working n***a [?] Super charge 442 man that motherf**er hard [?] bullets and all that You can even found where we gon' stash and work hard at [Bankroll Fresh:] [?] Serving breakdown wanna be the man who serve flakes 'round Know I want my sh** mount Know them rubberband count it Know your b**h on my dick And you know I'm selling ounces Used to ride 78th, then take the sh** to Stone Mountain Now I'm a street executive with street money n***a and I count it Oh you n***as looking bad Oh you n***as looking mad Super charge on them motherf**er Cam, got this b**h fast Young n***a just left the dealer I'm talking about paper tags I'm talking about straight cash Where you flickas, that's your bands n***a try to duck the van Keep your eye on your man The young n***a ridin' and wildin' Murk your a** over Xans [Hook] Bought a Maybach out of Pro Tools Before that it was no rules First one with Panamera, treat that b**h like a old school First I got them burglar bars, then I got my sh** together When we was on section 8, I feel like I could pay rent forever Started off with triple zeros then I got me some Ziplocs We ain't had no people, open a b**h with a 6 shot Pull up to the dealership, left and hit a 10 shot Left that and hit the j**elry store, left there with a wrist watch Mama still watching Matlock, got the block on padlock Used all my Gucci boxes, ask motherf**ing stash spot What more can you ask for, 200 on the dashboard Got a trap on fire, n***a, we was down a street from the airport [Hook] [PeeWee Longway:] 100 grams in my nutsack, had to tuck it from 12 Grinding on my Nextel, youngins slanging them bells My uncle Joe the dope tester he heat the dope his fishscale Back in the day I was rapping, and he would ship it through mail 2004 clientele, I drank my packs on the daily OG smelling like piss and mattress, 2 for 5 for sale I put [?] on my bunion, it's the key to my step Ferragamo 'round my waist, I put handcuffs on myself f** 12 p**y n***a, they can't find out where the stash at Hundred gas bag, in the Audi hatchback I started grinding, ain't got no where to hide the cash at Granny came home like what the f** going on [Hook]