Cap-1, 2 Chainz - #NAWSWEAR lyrics

Tauheed Epps

[Cap-1, 2 Chainz - #NAWSWEAR lyrics]

Bitches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I want it all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor

Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Feel like I'm the only player
Bitch I'm from the Himalayas
The diamonds shinin' on that Rollie
I'm souping bitches like
Don Juan, young goldie
This presidential was a 40
That bitch you love best she know me
That nigga flexin' probably owe me
Nah for real nah I swear
I did this shit by my lonely
I did this shit with the homies
Running up a check nigga stick to the money
I turn these crumbs into bricks
No wonder why these bitches want me
Bitches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I wanted all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor

Nah for real nah I swear
Rollie on time square gucci store clientele
Balenciaga nine pair
I don't want her, I don't need her
I don't love 'em, I freak 'em
Nigga taking note on trappers
Might as well be trapper keepers
Lap dance at the beaches
They ask me why I don't features
I told em I still charge a 100
That probably why I don't features
In certain things you need teachers
In certain games you need bleachers
I told baby girl that I'm 6'5"
It's certain things you ain't reachin'
Chopper on top of the closet
I'm bout to make a deposit
And I'm bout to introduce her
Rocks this is molly, molly this is rocks
I'm coming straight with no consience
I come straight out the apartment
I like to keep my shit on me
Fuck all the secret progress

Bitches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I wanted all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor

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