True Religion OG Boo Dirty (Ft. 2 Chainz)

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[Intro]
Hey, yeah, boy
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah, boy
Listen to this track, bitch
Hey, yeah
[Chorus: OG Boo Dirty]
Three hundred for the jeans, True Religion
Money over bitches, staying true to my religion
Chef Boy G reporting live from the kitchen
They fucking plenty women, shit, that's how I'm livin'
Them niggas say you're single, I keep two or three bitches
Y'all might say I'm flexin', I just say I'm pimpin'
Robin jeans, everytime I'm pulling up I'm richer
Diamonds in my dental, shit, that's how I'm livin'
[Verse 1: OG Boo Dirty]
Pull up in something, both doors up
Two styrofoams, I'm poured up
Ride through the city, I'm with 2 Chainz
Rocking two chains and a pinky ring
Monеy over bitches, I don't chase dimеs
A bitch want me, better stand in line
Fuck her brains out, then I grind her down
Like IPhone 4, need some FaceTime
And I'm two live, I be three live
Rockin' Tour jeans no Levi's
Niggas talkin 'bout they single
[?] come past Tim Tebow
But I done doubled that, I had fun with this
Born a soldier, I'm a die a vet
[?] Sacks 5th
Spendin' money with the plug, I don't take trips
I be blowin' dough, Donald Trumpin'
Spent a knot on my feet, ain't talkin' Bunyan
Ridin' old school, bumpin' New Edition
With my Ricky Bobby's on, no new editions
They True Religion, been sellin' [?]
Gucci everything, I forgot to mention
This is G-esus