No Lie (feat. Drake)

2 Chainz

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    [2 Chainz]
    I am smoking on that gas
    Life should be on Cinemax
    Movie, I bought my boo bigger, bigger, than a bigger ass
    Who he’s, not I, I smoke strong, that Popeye
    Louie V’s in my archives, black diamonds, apartheid
    Bread up and my top down
    On the block with a block out
    Hit ya ass with that block out
    Throwin’ up that go in ya nostril
    I take ya girl and kidnap her
    Feed her to my mattress
    A skeleton in my closet
    It’s probably a dead ass rapper
    It’s probably…
    Don’t try me I pull that?
    Got ya car note in my car
    And your rent in my swisha
    Pussy so good I miss ya
    Dick game’s so vicious
    And all I get is cheese
    Like I’m taking pictures

    [Drake]
    I say fuck you, ‘less I’m wit’ ya
    If I take you out of the picture
    I know real niggas gon’ miss ya
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    Real nigga, say word, he aint never told no lie
    He aint never told no lie
    Real nigga say word, he aint never told no lie
    he aint never told no lie
    Real nigga, say true
    he aint never told no lie
    he aint never told no lie
    Thats a thing I don’t do
    Nah I just do it for the niggas
    that try to see a million ‘fore they die
    Wattup

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    [Drake - Verse 2]
    2 Chainz and Champagne
    You want true, that’s true enough
    Forbes list like every year
    My office is my tour bus
    She came through, she brought food
    She got fucked, she knew wassup
    She think I’m the realest out
    And I say “damn, that makes two of us”
    Oh that look like what’s her name
    Chances are it is whats her name
    Chances are, if she was acting up
    Then I fucked her once and never fucked again
    She could have a Grammy, I still treat that ass like a nominee
    Just need to know what that pussy like so one time it’s fine with me
    Young ass, an intern, but money like I build the shit
    Streets talking they’ll confirm
    Go ask them who just killed this shit
    Stay keeping my cup full so I’m extra charged like estate tax
    Me an Chainz go way back
    We don’t talk the talk, we just say facts

    [Chorus]
    I say fuck you, ‘less I’m wit’ ya
    If I take you out of the picture
    I know real niggas gon’ miss ya
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    Real real
    Say word, he aint never told no lie
    He aint never told no lie
    Real, real, say word, he aint never told no lie
    he aint never told no lie
    Real real, say true
    he aint never told no lie
    he aint never told no lie
    Thats a thing I don’t do
    Nah I just do it for the niggas
    that try to see a million ‘fore they die
    Wattup

    [2 Chainz - Verse 2]
    Name a nigga that want some
    I’ll out rap his ass
    I’ll trap his ass
    Put his ass in a plastic bag with his trash ass
    Take ‘em out, bring ‘em in
    Them whole things, Tupac without a nose ring
    Thug Life, one wife, a mistress and a girlfriend
    I did what they say I wouldn’t
    Went where they say I couldn’t (true)
    YSL Belt buckle
    Ya’ll niggas sure is looking
    Ya’ll niggas sure is lucky
    2 Chainz on my rugby
    Left hand on that steering wheel
    Right hand on that ?

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