Blue C-Note - 2 Chainz

Blue C-Note - 2 Chainz/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
Written by：Tauheed Epps/Dwayne Carter/Nosakhere Andrews
You did it for the broads I did it for the paper
Got a hundred styles got a hundred acres
F**k the police hundred middle fingers
And you a square ni**a you a chess table
You be savin' hoes you be rest haven
Got a lotta rides count 'em like a bus station pull up
See my phone ringin' hello see my diamonds danglin' bling
See the b**ches blinkin' blue C-notes
All of 'em singin blue C-notes
All of 'em Franklins blue C-notes
Spend without thinkin' a tool without safety
I have ya broads taken I have they heart achin'
Push start crankin' skrrt new grill face it get 'em
New mill taste it' mmm straight without a chaser waste it
Draws come from Macy's broads is confirmation
Same in different places I run all the bases
You did it for the broads I did it for the paper
I got a hundred styles got a hundred flavors
F**k the police hundred middle fingers
And you a square ni**a blue C-notes
All of 'em singin' blue C-notes
All of 'em Franklins blue C-notes
Spend without thinkin' ice on both pinkies
Mobile phone ringin' blue C-notes
I did it for my dogs I did it for the skaters
I did it for the paper my niggas still on papers
I got a hundred tats I got a hundred million
I keep on switchin' wifeys you gotta Uncle Phil me
Dreadlock Rasta hair like pasta
I don't see what's your problem I need an eye doctor
Flying to them dollars ducking fly swatters
Shoot 'em in the head leave his mind boggled
Comin' down the boulevard I'm on your avenue
A half a mill on my grill you niggas snaggle tooth yeah
Told some dead presidents I'm finna bury you
When it come to presidents I like 'em black and blue
You did it for the broads I did it for the paper
I got a hundred styles got a hundred flavors
F**k the police hundred middle fingers
And you a square ni**a blue C-notes
All of 'em singin' blue C-notes
All of 'em Franklins blue C-notes
Spend without thinkin' ice on both pinkies
Mobile phone ringin' blue C-notes
Got a hundred styles got a hundred acres
Got a hundred tats got a hundred skaters
Did it for the broads I did it for the paper
I'm 'bout to buy a hog I'm bringing home the bacon