2 Chainz — Stack & Flip

[Intro:] Honorable C.N.O.T.E [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Yeah 1 2 3 4 5, still getting it 5 bitches horny, and we still kicking it 1 2 3 4 5, still getting it 5 in the morning, and we still getting it If you give me your CD, Imma roll the blunt on it If you give me a DVD, Imma roll up an extendo I get doe, that big doe Seesaw, 6 4 Up and down, that round and round, that Mary go, here we go Money on my schedule, eat her if she's eddable Stretch her out if she's flexable, P R O fessional When we leave, we go to Woffel House When the cab come, I walk her out Ain't much to really talk about My microphone got chalk around it VIP at the titty bar Wish she'd come through and hit it really hard Foreign car [?] Lock her down, know I'm a star Oh my god, know my squad Duffle bag boys bringing [?] Raising hell, lobster tail, on my sell at 5 in the morning [Chorus: Jeremih] Strack and flip Add it up, ain't got no chips, that's some shit Everytime I hit What I hit, [?] I don't wanna throw it, don't wanna mis Bet I'm shooting 10 for 10 And I put that on my kids Stack anMan that's all I know, stack andOn the road, [?] niggas full of shit [?] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] It's Gucci! You say I'm crazy, I'm selfish and self-centered It's 1 in the morning, the club open, I just entered All my hoes wear red bottoms, never had no lady problems [?] girl like a superviser, get her drunk, can't pass the breathaliser Travil the country like a truck driver, geeked up higher than a skydiver Going hundred 45 miles per hour, 23 5 [?] When I'm up north Imma smoke the sour When I'm in the west Imma smoke the power When I'm in the south Imma blow the gass Say you got the loud pack, but I got louder 5 in the morning, geeked up horny Woke back up, and jumped back on it Popped 2 malys, you can tell I'm on it [?] while I'm counting the money Pass me the blunt, but I really don't want it All these drugs make my house feel haunted Talk a good game so she think I'm [?] This [?] so big [?] It's Gucci! [Chorus: Jeremih] Strack and flip Add it up, ain't got no chips, that's some shit Everytime I hit What I hit, [?] I don't wanna throw it, don't wanna mis Bet I'm shooting 10 for 10 And I put that on my kids Stack anMan that's all I know, stack andOn the road, [?] niggas full of shit [?]