| I had a dream that rap wouldn’t work
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| I woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
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| Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
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| Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
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| Rap don’t work, records ain’t bein' sold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold
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| I got Medusa on my sneakers
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| My dick up like «nice to meet ya»
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| 100K for a feature, hundred K’s at my leisure
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| Then we aim at your people
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| I be higher than a eagle
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| When I’m sipping on that codeine
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| Free my nigga Segel
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| I am ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
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| Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
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| If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
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| I’m the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
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| Man I’m running up that check, show you how I do it
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| I drink red bitches, I don’t drink Red Bulls
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| Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
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| I’m all that and then some, my trap house is my income
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| And it’s boomin'
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| I’m ballin' like Mr. Clean
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| I gotta keep my kitchen clean
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| God bless me like I’m finna sneeze
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| Doctor weighed me on a triple beam
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| D-boy in parenthesis
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| All gold in my amenteties
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| 2 Chainz, two pinky rings
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| My trigger finger’s like a lemon squeeze (Baow!)
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| Climax! |
| Make your main ho my side-chick
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| I’m so high, your whore get hijacked
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| And my vision is pyrex
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| I do it big like a 5X
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| Killed they ass with the eyepatch
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| I got bad bitches on my side
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| I done fucked around and got sidetracked
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| My first night, I spent five stacks
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| Next night I forgot to count
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| I’m so hot; |
| who gon' put the fire out?
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| I’m the fireman, I put fire out
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| Got a pole in my basement
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| Tipped your girl like maliah now
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| Ridin' on these motherfuckers until they blow my tires out
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| My wrist deserve a shout-out, I’m like «What up, wrist?»
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| My stove deserve a shout-out, I’m like «What up, stove?»
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| All this jewelry on, then I’m out cold
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| So much money on me, it won’t even fold! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fork, artist - 2 Chainz. Album song B.O.A.T.S. II #METIME, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп