LAND OF THE FREAKS

LAND OF THE FREAKS - 2 Chainz

Lyrics by：Tauheed Epps/Gary Evan Fountaine/Joshua Cross

Composed by：Tauheed Epps/Gary Evan Fountaine/Joshua Cross

Dat Boy Cassius

Nonstop

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

Got so many cars I'm like "What I need that Benz for"

Yeah

Got so much money I'm like "What I'm gon' pretend for"

Yeah

Hundred dollar bills with no motherf**kin' billfold

No

And you know I'm kickin' s**t like a f**kin' field goal

No

Yeah gold all on my pinky

D**n

Yeah gold all on my wrist

Yeah gold all on my grill

Yeah gold all on my chest

Yeah I'm a misfit dips**t fish sticks six whips

Times two I'm cold swine flu must I remind you

B***h tell her n***a my b***h she came with stilettos

N***a my crew we came with Barrettas

N***a my car it came with umbrellas

N***a put that s**t on acapella head to toe in Donatella

N***a know my old school a motherf**kin' Panamera

God d**n

Mind on me

No

So don't worry 'bout mine

I smoke and get vibes

Look at my eye

Yeah

I can't decide how to describe

Your n***a lookin' broke I hope that s**t a disguise

Yeah

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

Freak on my Zodiac you must be heavy on Cognac

I gave you a hundred you told me a seventy-five lil' b***h

I want me a quarterback

I am indulgin' in oysters I bought my shawty a cluster

I come and ride for a busta car came with everything except a butler yeah

She pidgeon-toed in them Christians

Don't f**k with Goofy n***as that's Disney

Always on my grizzly table in the back picnic

Yeah

Alka-Seltzer Cold your career started fizzin'

You gon' need 4 pair Cartier's to see my vision

Ok deliverin' a dealership

Go so much need a membership

My car knock-kneed like Kenny Smith

And I'm signin' off no penmanship yeah

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks

I hop on the beat

Her body on fleek

My pockets obese

My partner gon' eat

My partner a G

We straight out the street

Home of the Braves

Land of the freaks