Ali Bombaye lyrics

[Intro]
2 Chainz (2 Chainz)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Roll another one 'cause I'm winning (Winning)
In my fo'-door, looking real photogenic
Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire (Spire)
I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired (Fired)
Money getting long, pus*y rate, keep rising (Rising)
Versace outfit cost me 3,000 (Thousand)
From the P houses, did it from the wee hours
Selling that chicken: no lemon pepper, no sweet-and-sour (Sour)
First, you get the power (Power)
Then, you get respect (Respect)
I'm getting so much money, I can buy your b*tch (b*tch)
Take it how you wanna (Wanna)
If you wanna take it (Take it)
I like clubs where all the women working naked (Naked)
Fell in love with a waitress—what the f*ck I'm thinking? (Thinking)
Bought that hoe a ring (Ring)
It was for her pinky
Uh, that's pimping, that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than yo' rent, uh

[Interlude]
(True)
[Verse 2]
Skateboard on a n*gga track (Track)
No lie, "No Lie" already got a plague (Plague)
Mama got a house
Daughter got accounts
Just to think a n*gga like me started with a ounce (Ounce)
Bad b*tches and D-boys, we bring 'em out (Out)
If them n*ggas pus*y (pus*y)
We douche 'em (Douche 'em)
We clean 'em out (Out)
This the voice of ghetto intelligence if you got work
Go da work, don't work at cho' residence (Residence)

[Outro]
Tell 'em (Tell 'em)