Hurry Quick

Lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] She put a man on the street, her name on my sleeve I love her so much, I put her name on the beat Now she on, 'cause she fucking with me She don't need nobody else, I'ma give her what she need 303 49, nigga, that my zip I'm from the southside, DB that my clique And when we say we trip, we talking 'bout a ship And yeah, we hit the yacht club, man, we in the VIP Through all circumstances, we peddling like Lance is Took my advance, and I bought me a necklace Took that necklace, and pulled me a white bitch Let's just say, I guess I pulled me the white bitch White shirt, white kicks, white that, white this Loud pack, light this, you ain't nothing like this White hat, white bricks, bitch, I'm clean, wipe this You can get a 36, but you need to hurry quick [Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy] Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick If you want a 36, bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick I got that long change money, that cocaine money That get it how you live when the drought came money We getting big money, we still getting money And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me [Verse 2: Dolla Boy] I got that Lakewood money, that Martin Street money That 500 licks off of 56 money That 2 brick money, then lose 9 on it And still make 2 bricks plus 9 money [?] they came for me, some jakes went lame on me Some niggas done hated on me, but still got paid on 'em He's back, I'm slinging raps, can't call me for the sack Can't meet me in the trap, gotta call [?] for that For shiz, you know the biz, AK is dealing sacks The don of moving bonds, terror on the trap My bitch, she is the shit, she stay bringing me stacks I tell her drop it low, then say bring it back [Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy] Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick If you want a 36, bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick I got that long change money, that cocaine money That get it how you live when the drought came money We getting big money, we still getting money And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me [Verse 3: D Hustle] Soon as my migo drop them packs off, my niggas drop the racks off We serve you with the choppers out, you niggas better back off I'm in the kitchen whippin' up a whole thing of that cocaina Tryna flood the motherfucking city, like it's old Katrina Yeah, I beat the block, I beat that bitch just like we Ike and Tina 24/7 I be grinding, that's just my demeanor What you need? I got them ninas, got them halves and them O's Got them duces and them quarters, place your order, I got dope Kush packs for the low, shit, I even got the syrup Hundred fifty for a pint, sipper's choice, red or purp Niggas talking 'bout a drought, I think these niggas scared to work I put that cocaine on the block, and tell a bitch you better work [Chorus: 2 Chainz & M Beezy] Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick If you want a 36, bitch, you need to hurry quick Quick, quick Bitch, you need to hurry quick I got that long change money, that cocaine money That get it how you live when the drought came money We getting big money, we still getting money And now one of y'all won't take a damn thing from me