2 Chainz - Love Dem Strippers lyrics

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2 Chainz - Love Dem Strippers lyrics

Let's play big bank take little bank You are looking at a shark in a fish tank When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash Tell shawty come here, she got plenty a** Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as Ok first I back back, Louis backpack Where's Paris Hilton? Where's Kat Stacks? I'm round four with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion Them broke hoes can't pay attention, your cutie missing, New Edition Mr Telephone man, there's something wrong with my line When I call my baby's number, I get a click every time Every line is dope, you can snort it Work in the pot, I can make you do aerobics I'm haterphobic, they mad 'cause I'm winning They busy high and catching, mad 'cause I'm pitching All my b**hes different, all my diamonds glistening My weed so loud, everybody listen They say it's for the birds, so I bought a kilo My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as 2 Chainz, you f**ing crazy, motherf**ers know I'm f**ing crazy f** wrong with these b**hes lately? b**hes better get on they knees and praise me b**h, I rep that rich gang, Where's Stunna? Where's Wayne? That's red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine Tell Tyga, lookin' for this b**h called Blac Chyna Take a n***a b**h in a hot flash, menopause hot flash Yes that's why I'm crowned queen, and I ain't lookin' for the prom king These hoes' careers ain't promising, k**ing these b**hes, crime scene Ooh that's how a b**h do it Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up Dick sh** hit you in the chin like a pull up My door so co*ky, my door so stuck up Ooh hop up out the space car b**hes stay pressed, I call them a space bar Man I wish a b**h would, hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a b**h could Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you n***as Wait I don't even think these n***as understood what the f** I just said I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine I wish a b**h could, like the little engine that could, ya dig? 2 Chainz!