2 Chainz, Lil Wayne, Quavo, YFN Lucci — K to the Street
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Yeah, 2 Chainz, whoa
Think It’s A Game
I got the keys to the Wraith, inside look like outer space, uh, uh
I had a meal with no plate, I take myself out on dates, uh, uh
I got the key to the mansion, ho call my phone, I don’t answer
I fuck a bitch on a Banshee, my chandelier’ll start dancin’, uh, uh
I got the key to the Maybach, I got the key to the Phantom, uh, uh
I got a .38 special, it got black tape ’round the handle, uh, uh
I got a lock on my shoe, that’s a Buscemi pattern, yeah
Rest in peace Johnny, man, he had more keys than Khaled, yeah, uh
All of my flows is violent, all of my hoes is solid
All of my hoes is naughty
When they expose their body, they got a pole beside it
Don’t need no clothes beside it
All of my hoes excited, if you got gas then light it
Got you a case? Then fight it, empty the safe deposit, uh, uh
I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
Oh-ho-ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
We got key, we got key, we got key, nigga
Put some extra on it, make your partner bleed with him, hey
When it’s extra on it, it ain’t guaranteed, nigga
I put some extra on it, can’t believe I sold it
I’m a gangsta and your bitch, she love that
Lookin’ at my ankle, I’m like, «Where the love at?» Yeah
I’ve been juggin’ since a fuckin’ rugrat, you probably was a rat
Snitch, I’ve been closin’ deals way before the rap
Bakin’ soda wrapped, huh, tryna get a big amount, huh
Niggas lyin’, talkin’ bout key, can’t even get around, hey
Niggas lyin’, talkin’ bout key, keychain don’t make a sound
I need my crown nigga, I’m talkin’ Nino Brown nigga, yeah
I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
Oh-ho-ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah, we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
I told my bitch I’ll get her a Birkin bag
I had no idea that shit was thirty bands
Fuck the record deal, I got sex appeal
Lit like an electric eel, fat rims, anorexic wheels
I got the key to the streets on my keychain
Like jang-a-lang, jang-a-lang
Niggas namin’ names, doin’ anything for a famous name
And these hoes the same
We were supposed to change since Dr. King
We shall overcome, we never overcame
I take over the game, and if you think it’s a game
Then it’s all about the final score of the game
I put my woe in the game
I put my ho on the ‘caine, now we fuck more
Gave my daughter the game, niggas all the same
And I done broke every heart but yours
I just pulled off from the gun store
And the Azure was something that’ll make you tuck yours
I got the keys to the streets
But I don’t need nothing but my feet for your front door
Lil’ daddy, cause I’m Illmatic, I’m still at it
Now she lookin’ at it, now she lookin’ at me
Fly her to Miami, now the bitch tannin’, now she lookin’ khaki
I’m lookin’ for it, purple Actav’, I’ma sip it like a Virgin Daiquiri
In Cuba with my nigga Dirty Harry
Walk a fine line with sturdy banisters
Got birdies landin’, got murderers handy, I’ma take a power nap
Cause I done got so comfy in the trap, I forgot I rap
Plus I’m on so much shit my insides feelin’ like a lava lamp
Anybody trip, collar flap
You better tighten your bottle cap, little nigga
I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
Oh-ho-ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah, we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah, yeah
