2 Chainz - Globetrotter lyrics

[Verse 1: Wale] Standing on the couches, her man is out of towning Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish Not into diamonds I'm shining just to get geechied out When it get too cute I say "cool," I just let Miss Reesy know Magic City, a stack for the fattest a**es My Black Bentley is rented, right now I'm stackin This is my pa**ion, I'm out Atlanta, smashing some action And it's not just talk, when I get to the box I'm as dashing like Ca**ius For the nights I was suffering, bought a condo in Buckhead Like a condom that's scuffed up, I'm the wrong one to f** with Love it, they need it, the illest young'un to speak it It's really something about me that make hot emcees go anemic [Verse 2: Tity Boi] 2 chains, I got 2 b**hes Watch me put it all together just like 2 Swishers Got your baby mama sending nude pictures If you don't like it, hope you got your tool wit' ya I'm an eskimo, n***a, I got cold bars And my bank account look just like a phone card Had to move that b**h so far she need a postcard Then I switched the grill on the Chevy, got a nose job Wet lips on the rims: I call em "blow job" If they ain't getting money tell em "go rob" Yea I'm ballin' hard like a globetrotter Now I got em on they toes cause my flow hotter [Hook: Tity Boi x2] I'm balling b**h: globetrotter If that p**y good, I tell that b**h "Let's go shopping" These shoes right here ain't come from Foot Locker I give a girl what she want - but no dollars [Verse 3: Tity Boi] I'm ballin b**h, you stallin b**h 3 cell phones and still I won't call a b**h I like mine with no pork in it, want a meal with no fork in it Outfit, I ordered it and I'm the sh**? Where your toilet at? I hope you recorded that, Too short, I'm born to mack Too dope, two cups, this codeine not cognac Come close, catch a contact, I got a loud pack in my cargo pocket Got your girl in my condo poppin and ain't no way you're gonna stop it Hard top, I'm gonna drop it, when I drop the top, she drops her a** I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags In a muscle car and I'm smoking on a muscle bag And I come through your window just like I'm Bruh Man [Verse 4: Wale] Paper chasin', paper chasin', MMG I'm paper chasin Take you where you can't see black by K-Ci forever my lady DMV, we on b**h Recently they been on me People speak and I be appalled like I'm 3 a guard from New Orleans Hold up, couple rollers Got a Nouveau and some Moet And I bet that you gon love me I respect that you don't know yet That Moschino sh** is so back When I'm seen in that, they gon snatch We don't care if n***as locked out We gonna ball all year, n***a know that Yea one for where my Lil n***a Mo at Southwest where a little n***a zone at MLK where my n***a G at Now I'm liable to be where da weed at Like they not gon' stare Day and night are my 'posites rare Bunch of who*es, lightning 4's See my Jordans spark, you ain't got no Airs [Hook]