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A3C - Dresser (Lil Boy) lyrics

PART 1: Dresser [Produced by London On Da Track]

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz + Young Thug]
.454, I pull up on n***as, I tell 'em lets get it
n***as they talkin' on Twitter, you n***as you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, n***as know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that b**h hold a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's
b**hes, they s**in', and f**in', they do everything except bite it
I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous
Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, b**h, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil b**h you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'
Wow, these b**hes excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot
I ain't got no p**y all week, I'm on that "b**h, s** my dick" diet
[Hook: 2 Chainz + Young Thug]
Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz + Young Thug]
Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'
Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherf**in' Tesla
Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra
Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles
Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Xan's
My b**h p**y wet like it's wetting rain
This b**h clap on me while I clap at mans, woah
Got Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet
Half a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet
Traphouse filled up with Ziploc
Used to give my living room super big locks
In a strip club with some flip-flops
Thought it's the time, baby it's not
Got a lotta windows on my crib, n***a
Bout to put that motherf**er in a tint shop
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/a3c/a3c-piff-2014/dresser-lil-boy.html]

[Hook: Young Thug + 2 Chainz]
Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser PART 2: Lil Boy [Produced by J Gramm]

[Interlude]
Who k**ed little boy, who k**ed little boy?
Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape
From misery, no way out from that hell

[Verse: 2 Chainz]
I'm bout to give these n***as what they ask for
I used to have to argue with my land lord
Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi
b**h gotta have at least a handful
All my cribs came with a damn pool
Used to stash work in my camel
Young 6'5" with the handle
If you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel
See I pull up in this b**h in a Phantom
Front grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)
Put some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)
Yeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)
p**y n***a gonna need a tampon (lil boy)
Put rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)
Keep a bankroll on me, n***a
By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on
All my cars I done put rims on 'em
I done touched down, no end zone
All that b**h do is run her mouth, n***a
On the right but that b**h got a Sprint phone (hello?)
Man she got about 100 acres
Enough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on
And I just pop me a perc
I might f** that b**h with my Timbs on
(Truuuuuu)

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