Hurry Quick lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
She put a man on the street, her name on my sleeve
I love her so much, I put her name on the beat
Now she on, 'cause she f*cking with me
She don't need nobody else, I'ma give her what she need
303 49, n*gga, that my zip
I'm from the southside, DB that my clique
And when we say we trip, we talking 'bout a ship
And yeah, we hit the yacht club, man, we in the VIP
Through all circ*mstances, we peddling like Lance is
Took my advance, and I bought me a necklace
Took that necklace, and pulled me a white b*tch
Let's just say, I guess I pulled me the white b*tch
White shirt, white kicks, white that, white this
Loud pack, light this, you ain't nothing like this
White hat, white bricks, b*tch, I'm clean, wipe this
You can get a 36, but you need to hurry quick

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy]
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
If you want a 36, b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
I got that long change money, that cocaine money
That get it how you live when the drought came money
We getting big money, we still getting money
And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me
[Verse 2: Dolla Boy]
I got that Lakewood money, that Martin Street money
That 500 licks off of 56 money
That 2 brick money, then lose 9 on it
And still make 2 bricks plus 9 money
[?] they came for me, some jakes went lame on me
Some n*ggas done hated on me, but still got paid on 'em
He's back, I'm slinging raps, can't call me for the sack
Can't meet me in the trap, gotta call [?] for that
For shiz, you know the biz, AK is dealing sacks
The don of moving bonds, terror on the trap
My b*tch, she is the sh*t, she stay bringing me stacks
I tell her drop it low, then say bring it back

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy]
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
If you want a 36, b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
I got that long change money, that cocaine money
That get it how you live when the drought came money
We getting big money, we still getting money
And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me
[Verse 3: D Hustle]
Soon as my migo drop them packs off, my n*ggas drop the racks off
We serve you with the choppers out, you n*ggas better back off
I'm in the kitchen whippin' up a whole thing of that cocaina
Tryna flood the motherf*cking city, like it's old Katrina
Yeah, I beat the block, I beat that b*tch just like we Ike and Tina
24/7 I be grinding, that's just my demeanor
What you need? I got them ninas, got them halves and them O's
Got them duces and them quarters, place your order, I got dope
Kush packs for the low, sh*t, I even got the syrup
Hundred fifty for a pint, sipper's choice, red or purp
n*ggas talking 'bout a drought, I think these n*ggas scared to work
I put that cocaine on the block, and tell a b*tch you better work

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy]
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
If you want a 36, b*tch, you need to hurry quick
Quick, quick
b*tch, you need to hurry quick
I got that long change money, that cocaine money
That get it how you live when the drought came money
We getting big money, we still getting money
And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me