2 Chainz - Door Swangin' lyrics

I wouldn't even... I wouldn't even be here without that mothaf**in' door We doing numbers, holmes 5540, we doing numbers, holmes You can look that sh** up, you can research that sh** 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 f**ing had the door swinging Can't forget how I f**ing 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 s**a sh** And I'ma run sh**, 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 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 f**ing had the door swinging Can't forget how I f**ing had the door swinging 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 f**ing had the door swinging Can't forget how I f**ing had the door swinging 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 mothaf**in' 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 nail 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 n***a a hustler, now the feds got him You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter 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 f**ing had the door swinging Can't forget how I f**ing had the door swinging 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 f**ing had the door swinging Can't forget how I f**ing had the door swinging