Ali Bomaye Lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Yeah Roll another one cause I’m winnin

And my four door looking really photogenic

Jam ‘em on the tire, interesting won’t expire

I’m in the class up and all my teacher got fired

Money getting long pussy rate keep rising

Versace outfit cost me 3, 000

From the paint houses, did it from the weak 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 f..ck 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... got two... on

And my daughter's... got...

Free Big Meech, Free... 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...

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