Shame (feat. Lil Wayne)

2 Chainz

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    Yeah (Nah), dig (Ha)
    (Nah, nah, real flame)
    What, what, what, wala
    Ha-ha-ha (Flame him over, right, good God)
    Haha

    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga
    Huh, trip, uh, stain a nigga (Blaow)
    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga
    Trip, puh, shoo, stain a nigga (Blaow)

    I got thirty a clip, one in the throat (Throat)
    Rhyme flow thirty below, I'm thirty and O, uh (Woo)
    Pink pussy, take it to go, hell of a show (Hell)
    Rings, chains, elegant though, better than most
    You know I gotta stand on that shit, stay on my post (Uh)
    2 Chainz and Wayne like Rae and Ghost (Ghost)
    I wish you all luck, now let's make a toast (Cheers)
    Got my girl in the buckets, speed up your pulse (Nyoom)
    She a cutie pie, I ate all the crust (All the crust)
    And I move the weight, I got all results (All results)
    Long ass joint, look like a MARTA bus (MARTA)
    I askеd the fans who loved me, thеy like: All of us (Yeah)

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    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga
    Huh, trip, uh, stain a nigga (Blaow)
    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga
    Trip, puh, shoo, stain a nigga (Blaow)

    Collegrove 2, shame on you
    I will leave your homie brains on you, then aim for you
    Wayne and 2 Chainz goin' Wu-Tang on you
    All we need is a track, and we run a train on you, choo
    Snap, crackle, pop, don't worry, it's lobster tail
    The bezel on the watch cost more than the watch itself
    I don't do TikTok, like a Rollie, but watch yourself
    You just like a pimple till I make you pop yourself
    Five star, bitch, I got bars like a phone that just got charged
    So like Bruce Willis, I die hard
    My God, you catch feelings, that's my fault
    Feelings hurt, I put them on I-R
    Drop off in R times R, not Ford
    But I'm sure, that the shit I wore was Tom Ford
    Keep a shotgun on me like I love the great outdoors
    Pockets fat as fuck, look like they need to get out more, bars

    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga (Shame)
    Huh, trip, uh, stain a nigga (Blaow)
    Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga (Yeah, yeah)
    Trip, puh, shoo, stain a nigga (Blaow)

    Collegrove 2, shame on you
    Shame on you
    Collegrove 2, shame on you
    I will leave your homie brains on you, then aim for you, baow
    Collegrove
    Chainz and Wayne, nigga, we like Chef and Ghost
    It's Tru and Mula, Trula, baby
    Sicker than Wuhan, baby

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