Ali Bomaye lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Yeah Roll another one cause I’m winnin
And my four door looking really photogenic
Gentleman attire, in threads that won’t expire
I’m in the class of my own my teacher got fired
Money getting long pussy rate keep rising
Versace outfit cost me 3, 000
From the p houses, did it from the wee hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweat and sour
First you get the power, then you get respect
I’m getting so much money I can buy you bitch
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it
I like clubs where all the women working naked
Fell in love with the waitress what the fuck I’m thinking
Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky
Ah, that’s pimpin’ that’s slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent

[Verse 2: Game]
Fuck y'all mad at me for
Got a black car, and a black phantom
With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye!, Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye!, Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case
Fuck y'all mad at me for
Cuz my belt got two G's on
And her bag got two C's on
And my daughter's stroller got 2 D's on
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder
Like New Orleans n like Baltimore, come to compton you'll see murder
And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers
I'm insane and u Usain, nigga better turn on them burners
Got