Deuces lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
Rock 2 watches, I 2 faced it
2 gold bottles, call me d'ussésus
I bust one, Hit 2 that's 2 patients
2 black suits, 2 suitcases
I'm too clean, Luie shoelaces
2 ounces of lean, I'm too wasted
2 door Coupe, it go 280
Swagg Team the truth, y'all fugazy
I live in 2 states, I bought 2 places
Trap 2 pistols, they cost 2 K's
12 pull me over, my girl and my baby
Cash in the trunk, bout 280
Feds giving time in months, bout 280
You do the math, that sh*t too crazy
I got a mixed b*tch, and she too racest
I just want the head, I'm too lazy

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Sit back & watch me do it
All this damn jewlery, b*tch i'm riding round the city be
Throwing up the Deuces, I'm gone
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz!
2 dope boys and a duse and a quarter
Since 2000, spent 2 mill at once
Twin turbo moters, I speeding down Peach Street
All I told your girl were 2 words, skeet skeet
And she got 2 Chainz, I don't repeat
My stripper b*tch got 2 chains and don't eat cheep
n*gga no bulls I could pull a 3 peet
I'm on the second floor with 2 freaks to lick me
You never know, I might kiss them 2 lips
Especially if their pus*ys smell like tulips
From today on im'a pack 2 clips
Get so much pus*y, god should've gave me 2 di*ks
2 gun gang, n*gga click click
Known to eat rappers, like Rukriss
At 2:11 I pull a 211
Talking bout broad they like nothing too elaborate

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Sit back & watch me do it
All this damn jewlery, btich I'm riding round the city Be
Throwing up the Deuces, I'm gone
[Verse 3: Yung Joc]
Ice cold, on froze, b*tch i'm 2 below
Don't hit my phone n*gga, unless you want 2 or more
Pushin somethin foreign, switchin 2 lanes
Headed to the southside, what up 2 Chainz
4 tires in the back, that's a f*ckin duelly
Met a b*tch named Sunday, f*cked her on Tuesday
Now i'm all in her mouth like toothpaste, she said don't c*m in my mouth ah too late
R.I.P. to 2Pac & OG Tookie, make a n*gga add drip, what up Tunechi
I'm in the kitchen cookin, need 2 chefs, hit the kush, take 2 breaths
2 whips to the right, watch that cookie swell
Time to step it up, i think i need 2 scales
Had a 9 piece, only 2 left
Dope boy magic, watch it disappear

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Deuces
Deuces
Deuces
I'm gone
Sit back & watch me do it
All this damn jewlery, btich I'm riding round the city Be
Throwing up the Deuces, I'm gone