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    "No Lie" Lyrics

    2 Chainz feat. Drake

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    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    I am smoking on that gas, life should be on Cinemax
    Movie, bought my boo bigger tits and a bigger ass
    Who he's, not I, I smoke strong, that Popeye
    Louie V's in my archives, black diamonds, apartheid
    Bread up and my top down, on the block with a block out
    Hit ya ass with that block-ow, dope enough to go in yo nostrils
    I take ya girl and kidnap her, feed her to my mattress
    A skeleton in my closet, it's probably one of these dead ass rappers
    It's probably one these pussy ass niggas,
    don't try me I'll pull that trigga
    Got ya car note in my cup, and your rent in my swisha
    That pussy so good I miss ya, head game's so vicious
    And all I get is cheese like I'm taking pictures

    [Hook: Drake]
    I say fuck you, 'less I'm wit' ya
    If I take you out of the picture
    I know real niggas won't miss ya
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
    Real niggas say word
    You ain't never told no lie
    You ain't never told no lie
    Real niggas say word
    You ain't never told no lie
    You ain't never told no lie
    Real niggas say true
    You ain't never told no lie
    You ain't never told no lie
    That's a thing I don't do
    Nah I just do it for the niggas
    That try to see a million 'fore they die

    [Verse 2: Drake]
    2 Chainz and Champagne, you want true, that's true enough
    Forbes list like every year, my office is my tour bus
    She came through, she brought food, she got fucked, she knew wassup
    She think I'm the realest out and I say "damn, that makes two of us"
    Aww that look like what's her name, chances are it's whats her name
    Chances are if she was actin up then
    I fucked her once and never fucked again
    She could have a Grammy, I still treat her ass like a nominee
    Just need to know what that pussy like so one time is fine with me
    Young as an intern, with money like I built the shit
    Streets talking they'll confirm, go ask them who just killed the shit
    Stay keeping my cup full so I'm extra charged like a state tax
    Me and Chainz go way back, we don't talk shit, we just state facts
    Yes, lord


    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    Name a nigga that want some, I'll out rap his ass, out trap his ass
    Put his ass in a plastic bag with his trashy ass, take him out
    Bring 'em in, them whole things, 2Pac without a nose ring
    Thug Life, one wife, a mistress and a girlfriend
    I did what they say I wouldn't, went where they say I couldn't (true)
    YSL belt buckle, ya'll niggas sure is looking
    Ya'll niggas sure is lucky, two chains on my rugby
    Left hand on that steering wheel, right hand on that pussy

    This song was submitted on May 18th, 2012 and last modified on March 23rd, 2014.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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