Joints – Song and Lyrics by 2 Chainz

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Joints’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah

Hop up out that motherfucker swagging
Hop up out that motherfucker dabbing
Had an old school on some ‘rellis
Used to go to school in some Bally’s
Flexing Macho Man Randy Savage
Oh I’m ’bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby’s
Laying by my chopper, chopper by the safe
No matter what they say a hundred joints a day
I had ’em pre rolled all yesterday
You need your passport for our second date
You know I’m fly nigga rocking reptiles
I’m whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too short, nigga born to mac
I hope up out that coupe nigga rat, rat
Hating on the style I hope you die today
I hope they ass don’t find your ass for thirty days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can’t judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that’s her business nigga
As soon as she get off I’mma kick it with her

Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don’t matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day

Time to switch it up fo ’em
Time to flip it up fo ’em
Got a Masi on the corner
Pull it out when I want to
Pull your bitch when I want her
Man I want another joint
Cold day now Styrofoam, that’s getting to the point
East Point in this motherfucker
College Park in this motherfucker
West Side in this motherfucker
The best died in this motherfucker
My damn street know I’m riding through it
Four four two on the hood
Do this shit here for the hood
Why you niggas shit on the hood?
Two two three at the sunroof
Niggas spending like one tooth
Turn around and see white smoke when I leave out the mic booth
I’m tight nigga that’s known
Put gold on the white coupe
Put gold on the white tooth
Put gold on my wife too

Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day lil’ bitch