Use Me

1: 2 Chainz] Who me? Aint' shit Sittin' court-side at All-Star And this? Givenchy My shirt covered in all stars And y'all wasn't wearing gold watches 'Til you seen us wearing gold watches And you may have a hit bitch But this one'll knock the ball park And oh! lawnmower, just for the snake boys Shoot your ass into pieces, man And deliver it to your front door Oh! Encore, they want more, they're fans now Got your girl ass clapping, hands down Don't approach me with your hands out Sittin' down I still stand out Tall nigga with jewelry on Like Christmas lights on a damn house It's me, and I'm cool with it You don't know what to do with yourself When I do it, I'm doing it fresh Born to do it, so I do it to death Climbing the steps, welcome my dawgs We don't get along, I'm tellin' 'em fetch Hit 'em like "PA! " Hit 'em like "PA! " Shoot up the spot and I'm leavin' like "Ah! " Okay, you know I started from scratch I got to the strip club just to relax I get a flat tire, I buy a new car You know what time it is, check the Rolex If you keep whining, baby, you gon' lose me Better choose me, baby, come choose me So fine that I let the girl use me But I don't ever get used up, usually (turn up, turn up) Baby use, me – baby, use me Baby use, me – baby, you can use me Baby use, me – you can use me But I don't ever get used up, usually Makin' no noise That nigga ain't makin' no noise (nah, nah) Makin' no noise No niggas ain't makin' no noise (shut up) Makin' no noise Them niggas ain't makin' no noise (nah, nah) Makin' no noise That nigga ain't makin' no noise (shut up) If you're an ugly hoe, I can't leave with ya If you're a broke nigga, can't smoke weed with ya If you ain't a boss then I can't sip lean with ya I'm not a rapper, bitch, I'm a mob figure 4-58, it's a centerpiece These hoe niggas ain't seen half of me Got a pimp cup, I'm in the strip club And the difference is these hoes ask for me LaFlare, nigga, I'm rare, nigga Can't match shit nigga You a bad nigga? Well I'm a bad killer You a fuck nigga, I don't fuck with ya 2 Chainz, nigga, my cous-cous All my cousins sell drugs My brother sent a pack, I fell in love And told everyone I know I sell bud All I rock is designer clothes All I take is designer drugs So geeked up couldn't find the club Woke up on the beach with a bag of bud (damn) 2 Chainz, two times, got major money More money than a label tryna sign a thug Ain't seein' y'all sayin' y'all wanna sign with me 'Cause the artists you've got ain't hot enough...