Blue C-Note

[Intro] 2-17 on the track, man (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne] You did it for the broads (broads) I did it for the paper (the paper) Got a hundred styles (yeah) Got a hundred acres (okay) Fuck the police (fuck 'em) Hundred middle fingers (fuck 'em) And you a square nigga (fuck 'em) You a chess table (fuck 'em) You be savin' hoes (fuck 'em) You be rest hatin' (fuck 'em) Got a lotta rides (count 'em) Like a bus station (pull up) See my phone ringin' (hello) See my diamonds danglin' (bling) See the bitches blinkin' (ooh) BLUE C-notes (yeah) All of 'em singin Blue C-notes (yeah) All of 'em Franklins Blue C-notes (yeah) Spend without thinkin' (yeah) A tool without safety (yeah) I have ya broads taken (yeah) I have they heart achin' (oh) Push start crankin' (rrt) New grill, face it (get 'em) New mil, taste it (mm) Straight without a chaser (wasted) Drawers come from Macy's (uh huh) Broads is confirmation (yeah) Same in different places (yeah) I run all the bases (kill 'em) [Chorus: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne] You did it for the broads (broads) I did it for the paper (paper) I got a hundred styles (yeah) Got a hundred flavors (okay then) Fuck the police (fuck 'em) Hundred middle fingers (fuck 'em) And you a square, nigga (fuck 'em) Blue C-notes (yeah) All of 'em singin' Blue C-notes (yeah) All of 'em Franklins Blue C-notes (yeah) Spend without thinkin' (yeah) Ice on both pinkies (yeah) Mobile phone ringin' (yeah) Blue C-notes [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I did it for my dogs, I did it for the skaters I did it for the paper, my niggas still on papers I got a hundred tats, I got a hundred million I keep on switchin' wifeys, you gotta Uncle Phil me Dreadlock Rasta, hair like pasta I don't see what's your problem, I need an eye doctor Flying to them dollars, ducking fly swatters Shoot 'em in the head, leave his mind boggled Comin' down the boulevard, I'm on your avenue A half a mil' on my grill, you niggas snaggle tooth, yeah Told some dead presidents, "I'm finna bury you" When it come to presidents, I like 'em black and blue [Chorus: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne] You did it for the broads (yeah) I did it for the paper I got a hundred styles (a hundred) Got a hundred flavors (count 'em) Fuck the police (fuck 'em) Hundred middle fingers (fuck 'em) And you a square nigga (fuck 'em) Blue C-notes (yeah) All of 'em singin' Blue C-notes (yeah) All of 'em Franklins Blue C-notes (yeah) Spend without thinkin' (yeah) Ice on both pinkies (yeah) Mobile phone ringin' Blue C-notes [Outro: Lil Wayne] Got a hundred styles, got a hundred acres Got a hundred tats, got a hundred skaters Did it for the broads, I did it for the paper I'm 'bout to buy a hog, I'm bringin' home the bacon