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Correct My Story Lyrics
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2 Chainz
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Correct My Story
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(Yeah!) This is my story Yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt I went from being broke To sleeping in Versace shirts (Yeah!) This is my story Money, cars, bad hoes This is my story And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it Came from humble beginnings Now I'm cocky with my spending They say "life is just a game" And I thank God that I'm winning Models roll my indo, I beat the pussy, Django Them niggas talking money I got more digits in my gate code She make a pole disappear like hocus pocus You ain't never gon' find another nigga this focused I got every block, every street corners sold up Whatever club represent my city, throw it up I own the game, coach slash player shown up Okay, haters throw fitted never showed up (Yeah!) This is my story Yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt I went from being broke To sleeping in Versace shirts This is my story Money, cars, bad hoes This is my story And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it (Yeah!) And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it (2 Chainz!) And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it Velcro, I'm sticking to it Hatin', I've been a victim to it Your conversation is sanitation Ain't no hesitation when I'm finna do it I stick it in (Uhh) Switch it up and try to hit a friend (Uhh) Live it up and count my dividends Roll, like cinnamon Whoa, big face Benjamins And she looked at me like, you ain't nothin' but a star I looked at her like this ain't nothing but a car If you ride with them you ain't going that far But if you ride with me, Crib so big we can play hide-and-seek You can confide to me Ride me like I ride the beat Pilot seat, I need a co-pilot Kiss a ass in both mouths Yeah I'm talking both lips What you know 'bout boat trips? Drop her ass at the +Chocolate Factory (Yeah) we did them +12 Play's+ (yeah) And you know who you is girl We been fuckin' since the 12th grade, goddamn This is my story Yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt I went from being broke To sleeping in Versace shirts This is my story Money, cars, bad hoes This is my story And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it Pull up to the club at about three I'm killin' it, guilty no plea I'm leaving out at 6 with a dime piece By 9 o'clock, we on round three I speak of rain They say I'm crazy like they didn't know See I'm not crazy but my talent, man, got bipolar Say she's a church girl But man she's blowing holy smokes Showed her the Jesus piece Now she got the Holy Ghost They asked them in a interview "Why do he love these girls?" The only thing he had to say was "Motherfuck the world!" This is my story Yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt I went from being broke To sleeping in Versace shirts This is my story Money, cars, bad hoes This is my story And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it And I'm, stickin' to it
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