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• Artiste: 2 Chainz
• Titre: Bailan
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You, you, you, you, you Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth Maybe your friends are confused I'm gonna tell you the truth Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan All week, keeping on, my mind is... Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe now, but not next time Going in, going in, going in, going in There we go, that' it for sure Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe just a little more Going in, going in, going in, going in Juicy, squeeze it, then juicy Sipping on the D'usse Rocking some Medusa, give a fuck what you say Give a fuck what you say In the club, I wrote this for the plug I wrote this for a hater that was looking for some love A DJ competition, I'm mixing in the kitchen Now who gon' do the dishes Bankroll thicker than Deelishis You, you, you, you, you Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth Maybe your friends are confused I'm gonna tell you the truth Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan All week, keeping on, my mind is... Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe now, but not next time Going in, going in, going in, going in There we go, that' it for sure Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe just a little more Going in, going in, going in, going in Drug connotation in my population I want a conversation, don't want no confrontation Pull up in a hardtop, watch how I race it Trap to the wrap like watch how I embrace it Louis Vans on, they don't come with laces And we talking straight shots, we don't need no chaser Tell her I don't chase her, swap her, I replace it Bracelet, this is Rollie, Rollie, this is bracelet Pass the medication Rounds upon rounds, I am nowhere around I'm nowhere to be found I'm on flights over lights, I'm so close up to Christ I might ask for advice, I might ask for it twice Look at my ice, I'm so nice, it's like Mardi Gras Mama I shot me a man, please go hide the gun When she ask me my number, I say I'm the one Rushing summer to summer until someone come You, you, you, you, you Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth Maybe your friends are confused I'm gonna tell you the truth Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan All week, keeping on, my mind is... Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe now, but not next time Going in, going in, going in, going in There we go, that' it for sure Going in, going in, going in, going in Maybe just a little more Going in, going in, going in, going in Go ahead and touch the sky Go ahead and touch the sky Dancing where you are Go ahead and touch the sky