Ludacris, 2 Chainz - I Ain’t The One lyrics

I ain't the one i ain't the one
I ain't the one i ain't the one
I ain't the one i ain't the one

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

I'm in the streets with my street clothes
All up in the club lookin for the freak hoes
With them dope boys who make the best bucks
Moving packages, like UPS trucks
Paraphernalia in my stash box
I hit a button and the
Bentley makes his ass drop yo rims too small
Gone shoo fly
These 24's that's Ronald McDonald's shoe size
Fresh pair of J's i brought the Mike's out
And some ammo that'll knock
A nigga lights out choppas everywhere
Call me the butcher i got an AK and I
Ain't talking Ashton Kutcher

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

2 Chainz! 3 Cell phones
I don't never answer (never)
4 girlfriends, 3 of em dancers
I'm doin shows yours is gettin cancelled
I'm the type that mix cough
Syrup with a Fanta
A T-L-A-N T-A that my resident
Jury on same color as the president (black)
2 Chainz I ain't ringing like a ringtone
Mink hat, mink coat
I'm feeling like King Kong i ain't the one
Bitch this my theme song
Throwing blunts back and forth like ping-pong
I'm getting to the money's apostrophe
I fucked her on a pile of clothes
She a closet freak

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

I got some head from this chick
She like my baritone her name was Tara
She said welcome to the taradome
Phantom driver head i'm the worst
All blue body lose the top
I'm papa smurf Ayee hit the strip club
Bring the bucks out
Same way every day like a bus route
Lone ranger, no tonto so my nine got my back
Like Rajon Rondo the gat is out
Pulling night duty always exposed
Like Ice T wife booty pull a double shift
I'm on my grind
Watch 80 grand swag workin overtime

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit

When you see me in the streets
You better duck quick
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit
Hell naw I ain't the one you wanna fuck wit