Lyrics Saturday Night - 2 Chainz
Y′all
niggas
lame
for
that,
y'all
niggas
lame
for
that
Shoot
a
man
in
his
back,
should
be
ashamed
of
that
Young
niggas
banging
back,
young
nigga
banging
back
Then
we
gon′
fade
to
black
then
we
gon'
fade
to
black
I
left
the
crib
walking,
drove
a
Mercedes
back
You
wasn't
blessed
with
ambition
so
who
you
gon
blame
for
that
Tried
to
get
off
the
Act,
still
didn′t
know
how
to
act
Still
pull
up
in
the
back,
sit
my
ass
right
in
the
back
Tell
my
driver
when
he
open
my
door
to
take
off
his
hat
Double
saran
everything
so
that
you
know
its
a
wrap
Double
salute
anybody
that
made
it
out
the
trap
Some
of
y′all
probably
still
owe
me
from
back
In
the
back
in
the
back
in
the
back
in
the
back
I
had
that
work
right
in
front
of
me
fuck
all
you
niggas
you
wannabes
Most
of
you
niggas
is
under
mes,
I'ma
give
ya
ass
some
to
see
My
car
don′t
have
car
keys,
my
crib
got
palm
trees
Pussy
smell
like
sardine
you,
need
to
get
up
of
my
lawn
please
This
a
real
nigga
conversation,
real
nigga
demonstration
real
niggas
No
crystal
or
hilfigers,
a
bunch
of
ignorant
lil'
niggas
A
bunch
of
red
young
tenders,
dark
skin
queens,
Puerto
Rican
princess′s
Scratch
my
hand
my
palms
itching,
hit
the
dope
start
twitching
This
a
new
kinda
kitchen,
marble
countertops,
see
through
fridge
3 thousand
for
the
microwave,
touchscreen
stove
lil
biiiiitch!!
Please
don't
make
me
relapse,
make
me
start
back
trappin
Everybody
in
the
city,
saying
that
boy
Tity
done
started
back
snapping
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I'm
gon′
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
Tell
her
let′s
go
have
a
bite,
tell
her
let's
go
have
a
bite
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I'm
gon′
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
Treat
every
night
like
it′s
Saturday
night,
like
it's
Saturday
night,
yeah
I
sat
in
the
trap
no
one
cooked
at
night,
i
treat
my
third
stripe
like
its
Kryptonite
I
stopped
serving
sacks
over
qualified,
have
you
ever
seen
a
homicide?
Have
you
ever
seen
ya
partna
die?
Have
you
ever
been
traumatized
Even
at
graduation
i
had
a
bookbag
full
of
yams,
tryna
multiply
Enough
of
the
negative
actions,
I
got
my
paycheck
off
passion
I′m
wearing
4 bracelets
for
fashion,
don't
think
its
a
race
when
I
pass
you
Stop
talking
that
mafia
shit,
you
never
met
Meech,
J-bo
or
Illz
Luda
charged
me
just
to
dip,
was
there
when
Chaka
was
swung
on
by
Tip
I′m
like
oh
shit
we
goon
tear
up
this
bitch,
pull
out
a
stick
when
u
put
up
your
fist
I'm
like
these
niggas
done
fucked
up
my
fit,
funny
how
heaven
and
hell
co
exist
Funny
how
life
can
put
you
in
the
mix,
I
sold
the
pounds
and
go
hustle
the
bricks
I
booked
studio
with
the
trap
money,
Lil
Wayne
used
to
come
get
the
bags
from
me
You
still
asking
niggas
for
gas
money,
I
look
at
these
rappers
like
crash
dummies
I
look
at
these
bitches
that
fuck
with
these
rappers
like
bitch
you
just
fucked
with
my
last
homie
Kesha
can
come
get
the
last
from
me,
Heaven
can
come
get
the
last
from
me
Harmony
can
come
get
the
last
from
me,
Halo
can
come
get
the
last
from
me
MAMA!
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I'm
gon′
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
Tell
her
let′s
go
have
a
bite,
tell
her
let's
go
have
a
bite
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I′m
gon'
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
I
hit
the
trap
today,
I'm
gon′
hit
the
club
tonight,
yeah
Treat
every
night
like
it′s
Saturday
night,
like
it's
Saturday
night,
yeah
1 Saturday Night
2 Riverdale Rd
3 Good Drank
4 4 AM
5 Door Swangin
6 Realize
7 Poor Fool
8 Big Amount
9 It's A Vibe
10 Rolls Royce Bitch
11 Sleep When U Die
12 Trap Check
13 Blue Cheese
14 OG Kush Diet
15 Bailan
16 Burglar Bars
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