Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Door Swangin, artist - 2 Chainz.
Date of issue: 15.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Door Swangin |
I wouldn’t even… |
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothafuckin' door |
We doing numbers, holmes |
5540, we doing numbers, holmes |
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit |
Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
No doorbell, we had the cameras included |
No hibachi, all we had is some tuna fish |
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind |
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around |
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit |
And I’ma run shit, I put that on my bucket list |
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps |
Before the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back |
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs |
Told her, «Turn around,» even though she had his name tatted |
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls |
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was |
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz |
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus |
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us |
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah |
Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Somebody watching the front door |
Yeah I went to college and sold dope |
Sold narcotics, a boat load |
And all us felons and can’t vote |
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat |
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat |
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothafuckin' Merlot |
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor |
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way |
This is MMA, I just beat the case |
In and out the hair salon, she got her nails polished |
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms |
Turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms |
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what? |
A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him |
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter |
Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging |