Lyrics Too Many Chainz - Amber Anderson

I′m tired of y'all niggas
Thinking that we need y′all niggas
Like we eat, sleep, and breath y'all niggas
We don't need y′all niggas
"You think you gone be bigger?"
Like i said we don′t need yall Nigga
Tryna play me
No it won't happen baby
Boy you gotta be crazy
Cause you can′t play me
Don't ever think in your life you could ever boss up on me

Did peter piper really pick a pepper
Kiss him bye and wish ya never met him
Call my girls to feel better
He gone ride the wave when it gets better
Can′t you take me back
Boy whatever
Hold the gang down
Through whatever
Italian beef dip
With hot pepper
Reppin ChiTown through whatever
When you seeing me hopping on beat
Everyone better stand on 2 feet
Baby girl you don't really want beef
If you think I′m playing please try me
Girl might as well hope in beef
Causes you know you can't hop in a jag
Foot on the gas
Increase the dash
290 swerving real fast

Look If you gone check me
Then at me
Cause sneak dissing ain't correcting me
None of you effect me
You effected?
I got your recipe
Now baby girl respect me
Yo boyfriend just message me
I told him not to mess with me
So girl please quit stressing me
Y′all boy lame
Yall ain′t got fame
You ain't got money
You ain′t on planes
You know my name
So say my name
Get in line
And wait for yo time
Ex boyfriend want all my time
He mad now I won't give him time
Should have known this
I do this
Come correct
Before you make a diss
When I walk in I′m on fleek
Fendi shoes all on my feet
Flawless when I hit the streets
Birdie Lashes only on me
Don't call me gossip about tea
Don′t like them sitting round me
I like to make my own money and I spent it on me