2 Chainz – Door Swangin

Told her, "Turn around, " even though she had his name tatted
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit
‘Fore the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
She turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz
I wouldn’t even
Sold narcotics, a boat load
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Somebody watching the front door
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
No hibachi, all we had is the tuna fish
This is MMA, I just beat the case
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs
And all us felons and can’t vote
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us
And I’mma run shit, I put that on my bucket list
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothafuckin’ door
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothafuckin’ Merlot
In and out the hair salon, she got her nail polished
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
No doorbell, we had the cameras included
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
We doing numbers, homes
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit
5540, we doing numbers, homes
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Yeah I went to college and sold dope
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what?