Mir Fontane – Whatever You Want Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m not your regular-degular
Bitch you should Google my resume
Shawty said that she taken, yea
But I’ll probably f**k that bitch anyway
Dance on these hoes like I’m Diddy mane
Ain’t on the track team but I run the city mane
Don’t need a rich bitch to know that I’m winnin’ mane
Give me a bitch that like Chinese store chicken wings

South, south, south, southside
Got me feelin’ like the boy now
Used to creep up in windows
Look, rap opening up doors now
Used to help my friend hustle dimes
We was bussin’ traps with a bus pass
Best friend used to sell weight
He had ‘Damn Daniels’ in his bookbag

Rap niggas smell like pussycat
And my waves smellin’ like a whoop ass
But nothin’ matters when the kush pass
Nothin’ matters when the kush pass
I been spittin’ dope for five years
Got my breath smellin’ like a meth lab
Niggas switchin’ sides, hoes switchin’ teams
Throwin’ pussy at me like a chest pass

But it’s a new season, Renaissance
I’m the new Da Vinci, I’m the new LeBron
I got a new cougar look like Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan, Chaka-Chaka Khan
Heart cold, money keep me warm
Pockets lookin’ like chicken parm’
My bitch a knock out like chloroform
And your bitch way dryer than Desert Storm

I got backwoods for the backstage
Black shades like I’m Johnny Cage
Jersey born, but I’m Camden made
I been a grown man since the second grade, yeah
I just walk in through the back
You show ID at the front
You do whatever you can
I do whatever I want

[Bridge]
When you come up on your own
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
When you really in your zone
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want

Why you hatin’, why you mad?
I do whatever I want
I do whatever I want
I do whatever I want
Every ex I ever had
I can get back when I want
I can get back when I want
Cause you do what you want when you poppin’

[Hook]
Yeahhh, and
That’s what happens when you got it
That’s what happens when you got it
That’s what happens when you got it
Yeahhh
That’s what happens when you got it
You do what you want when you poppin
That’s what happens when you got it

[Verse 2]
And if you lookin’ for me
You know where to find me
I come from the side
Where they catchin’ bodies
Knew I wanted millions
I dropped out of college
I just wanna ball
Like I’m Charles Barkley

My white boy got a ladder like he Jeff Hardy
If this shit go down I know my niggas got me
You gon’ need Denzel up on this train to stop me
When life is short as Spike, it’s hard to do the right thing
Yeah, but I do whatever I want
I’m in the loft gettin’ drunk, I been tourin’ for a month
Theres hella chicken on the table, collard greens in the blunt
They said it couldn’t be done, but I do whatever I want

[Bridge]
When you come up on your own
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
When you really in your zone
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want
You do whatever you want

Why you hatin’, why you mad?
I do whatever I want
I do whatever I want
I do whatever I want
Every ex I ever had
I can get back when I want
I can get back when I want
Cause you do what you want when you poppin’

[Hook]
Yeahhh, and
That’s what happens when you got it
That’s what happens when you got it
That’s what happens when you got it
Yeahhh
That’s what happens when you got it
You do what you want when you poppin
That’s what happens when you got it

2 Chainz – Role Model Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Teknikz & 2 Chainz]
See, we stacked down ’til we came up
And the same niggas we used to look up to
Now break bread with a nigga
Haha, Teknikz the muhfuckin’ DJ! Talk to em, Tit!
‘Member in school?
Teacher asked me what I want to be when I grow up, you know
You know, what I look up to
I told her I wanted to be the muhfuckin’ dopeman, you feel me?

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (okay!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (2 Chainz!)
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
As a young nigga, seen ‘em getting to the money
Told my mama, “One day I’ma be one of ‘em”
So many court dates, I’m damn near gone Sundays
Back in the day when ya safe was ya undies
And I can’t complain, I’m tryna take a plane to Onyx
Yeah I’m fly wit ya woman, I get high wit ya woman
They really can’t rap so these niggas started humming
As soon as they did, 12 start coming
You hear them drums? Give the drummer some
Nah (nah) for real, you need to give Drumma some
I looked up to the hustlas in the foreign cars
Who got that strong, Superman, that dun-ta-dun

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (2 Chainz!)
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley (okay)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I’m problematic, problem with the automatic
Close-knit shit, cut from a different fabric
Very necessary, d-boys are legendary
My Pops hustled, so do I, it’s hereditary
These niggas acting like girls, Tyler Perry stuff
Wanna get with me, I tell ‘em, “Neveruary 31st”
Under drugs, it was upstairs, say all I talk about
Is Gucci shoes, but I got more than one pair
One scale, two bales, and a cell phone
Give me two weeks, I turn this shit into the Velvet Room
Velvet rope, red carpet, inhaling smoke
Imagine getting awards just for selling dope

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley

[Verse 3: Dolla Boy]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Sip lean up, we drink out the gold bottles
New Vogues on Lacs like the old models
Wet paint, big feet, make it more hard
Came out the hood from a broken family
The streets was my teacher, they showed me no amnesty
Courts start attacking me, on top of that they adding fees
Stack cheese to stay up, but more important is lawyer fees
Coach said I was a point guard
But I’m posted up on the block and I go hard
Skills of a big man, nah, I’m a dope boy
Big bomb in the bushes, pistol in my ho car

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley