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letra de can’t believe you - 2 chainz, lil wayne & rick ross

[intro: 2 chainz]
i can’t believe you, man, for real

[chorus: tre’von waters & 2 chainz]
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (yeah)
(no, i can’t, no, i can’t) i can’t believe you
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (no gettin’ p-ssy ’til you got money ass n-ggas)
i can’t believe you
i can’t, i can’t believe you
(no, i can’t, no, i can’t) i can’t believe you
no, i can’t, i can’t, i can’t believe you
(no, i can’t, no, i can’t)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
uh, rivalry appear, cauliflower his ear
multi-task, count cash, drive dodgin’ a deal
the moncler is clear, you can see the bodyguard
my circumference surrounded in fog, yellow wrist corn on thе cob
i know you was a façade, i know you want me starve
i know you want mе to bleed, i see the feign in your heart
don’t know the pain in my heart, just see the paint on my cars
know i’m the same as a king, know i’m the same as a god
don’t have to say anything, they can still tell us apart
know i’m not leavin’ my wife if they try to tear us apart
know i’m not leavin’ this life is they try to make us abort
kept callin’ 12 on us, know that that make us annoyed
went to the mountain top with a shield, cross and a sword
keep eatin’ rappers, so they say i’m a cannibal
can’t blame me, i’ma hold ’em accountable
[chorus: tre’von waters, 2 chainz & rick ross]
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (yeah)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (no gettin’ p-ssy ’til you got money ass n-ggas, haha)
i can’t believe you
i can’t, i can’t believe you
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (uh)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you, maybach music)

[verse 2: rick ross]
convictions will turn your common sense to commissary
convinced that your co-defendants keep it honorary
catchin’ the bus is where you had those conversations
let’s patch our money up and drop a compilation (huh)
road to riches, n-ggas out here rentin’ rolls
lackin’ mackin’ got these here n-ggas rentin’ hoes
hustle backwards, movin’ mom into a rented home
you got some money, homie, but you did it wrong
you think of b-tches as opportunities money make
i look at blessings as lessons, and pray for one a day
can’t believe all these n-ggas be sweet as funnel cake
i’m from the era of dope boys versus ronald reagan (m-m-m)
eyes wide, on your back, breathin’ on the pavement
shots fired half a block, played for the lakers
started as the shorties in the class misbehavin’ (uh)
another n-gga dead just because he made it (maybach music)
[chorus: tre’von waters, 2 chainz & lil wayne]
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (yeah)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (no gettin’ p-ssy ’til you got money ass n-ggas, haha)
i can’t believe you
i can’t, i can’t believe you
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (collegrove)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)

[verse 3: lil wayne]
un-f-ckin’-believable, i don’t f-ckin’ believe in you
i’ll get you shot up in front of a cathedral
and in front of the media, that’s from me to you
heard the feds been meetin’ you
a whole lot of sh-t that you’ve been agreein’ to
who you speakin’ to?
you foreign to me, n-gga, that’s the european you
you should hate bein’ you
one of these choppa bullets’ll make three of you
pull up in the vehicle, pow
pull off laughin’ lookin’ in the rear view
ain’t no tellin’ what we’ll do
when it’s them or me, him or me, or me or you
watch how the semi do, it’ll turn the grizzly into winnie pooh
believe that, no corona, i’ma pull up in a f-ckin’ ski mask
n-ggas rattin’ on us and i’m too grown to be a chuck e. cheese fan
he-man, smokin’ the strong, the blunt is longer than me hand
og strains, stay in my zone but sometimes known to freelance
pecan skin tone, but redbone when she mad
and she can, watch the throne or kiss my royalty ass
i can’t believe you, quarterback to wide receiver
can’t trust you far as i can throw you, far as i can see you
un-f-ckin’-believable, they don’t want the presence
[chorus: tre’von waters & 2 chainz]
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (yeah)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (no gettin’ p-ssy ’til you got money ass n-ggas, haha)
i can’t believe you
i can’t, i can’t believe you
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)
no, i can’t, i can’t, can’t believe you (uh)
no, i can’t, no, i can’t (i can’t believe you)

[outro: tre’von waters & 2 chainz]
i can’t, i won’t, i don’t
i ain’t, ain’t gon’ believe you
i can’t, i can’t
i just can’t believe you
i can’t believe you

- 2 chainz lil wayne rick ross

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