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PERFORMING ARTISTS
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Ain't no such thing as tomorrow The way we living today Dreads hang on designer everything Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest I've done seen It look clean when you pour it; I remix it make it dirty If she got good head and text me I text back and tell her "hurry" This that category 5 when I walk up in the strip club Throw it high, make you and George Washington head butt OG's never fed us, now young niggas fed up Ballin' so hard I deserve a and one Baking soda marketing, I'm getting it ain't I? Obviously You a bitch, you a ho, that's just my philosophy And I'm known to kick it like the captain of a soccer team Billie Jean red leather same color Red Lobster And she brain wash ya -- head doctor I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop top, head bopping I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop top, head bopping Grams to Grammys, two guns Yosemite Niggas put their Glock on your ass, fuck that Heather B Pumping that amphetamine, all this D I'm peddling I be somewhere settling, somewhere that you have never been To the top you never been, you might need a respirator Money on the rise like I'm counting on an elevator You gon' need a detonator swimming with them barracudas Close the docket on that ma'fucka prosecutor This Armani, this Givenchy, I parachute you I'm so fly I jumped out the air wearing Gucci (Tell 'em!) I'm raw, talking California Rolls Smoking California weed with California hoes (Truu!) Sending flicks to my partners in the state pen I just got some pants made out of snake skin See them shades you got on called Ray-Bans And the shades I got on cost eight bands (damn) I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop top, head bopping
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Tauheed Epps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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