[LYRICS] 2 Chainz ft. Pharrell

2 Chainz releases his new single, the first off his sophomore album. The track was premiered at Hot 97’s Summer Jam. Though the audience wasn’t familiar it is sure to be a major hit in the coming weeks. The song which features Pharrell is called, “Feds Watching.” Check out the Feds Watching Lyrics, Video, and Download here…

Download: 2 Chainz ft. Pharrell – “Feds Watching”

Feds Watching Lyrics:

Ooh ooh ooh tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow)Tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) yeaTomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) talkin’ right nowTomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) I’m talkin’ right nowTomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) ain’t no such thing as tomorrowTomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) the way we livin’ todayTomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) talkin’ right now

dreads hang on designer everythingMr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander WangMr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insaneMan, these shoes I got on, these the hardest I’ve done seenIt look clean when you pour it; I remix it make it dirtyIf she got good head and text me I text back and tell her “hurry”This that category five when I walk up in the strip clubThrow it high, make you and George Washington head buttOG’s never fed us, now young niggas fed upBallin’ so hard, I deserve a and oneBaking soda marketing, I’m getting it ain’t I? ObviouslyYou a bitch, you a ho, that’s just my philosophyAnd I’m known to kick it like the captain of a soccer teamBillie Jean red leather same color Red LobsterAnd she brain wash ya, head doctorI’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching

I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (tell ’em)Drop top, head bopping

I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (true!)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)Drop top, head bopping

Grams to Grammy’s, two guns YosemiteNiggas put their Glock on your ass, fuck that Heather BPumping that amphetamine, all this D I’m peddlingI be somewhere settling, somewhere that you have never beenTo the top you never been, you might need a respiratorMoney on the rise like I’m counting on a elevatorYou gon’ need a detonator swimming with them barracudasPut the rocket on that ma’fucka prosecutorThis Armani, this Givenchy, I parachute youI’m so fly I jumped out the air wearing Gucci (tell ’em!)I’m raw, talking California RollsSmoking California weed with California hoes (true!)Sending flicks to my partners in the state penI just got some pants made out off snake skinSee them shades you got on call Ray-BansAnd the shade I got on cost eight bands

I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (tell ’em)Drop top, head bopping

I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (true)I’m be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah)Drop top, head bopping

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