Felt Like Cappin - 2 Chainz

Felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

Been havin' that happy hour

Presidential Rolex, I declare

I don’t care what they doing over there

Wrap my dreads in a ponytail

I thumb through the cash right in front of folks

AK on the yacht, that’s my banana boat

South Florida for the winter, I got sunburn

Half you niggas was some suckers in the lunchroom

I don’t care about the tats on your face

Them bitches cost 15 dollars

I don’t care about the pills that you take

Them bitches cost 15 dollars

I’m a rich nigga, I take rich drugs

Smoking gas and drinking lean in the strip club

Got too many kids to play with you niggas

I’m lost for words, nothing to say to you niggas

I got a Maybach, a Chevelle, a Drophead

A Wraith, a Audi, Infinity

Got a tour bus that’s long as a fucking centipede

Got a Panamera, a duely and a sling

Cappin', I’m cappin', I’m cappin', I’m cappin'

I put it in your face like a motherfucking napkin

Got me a Sprinter just to play the fucking game in

At nighttime I turn that bitch to the Days Inn

Two crosses on and they looking like «Ay man»

They looking at me like I’m paid man

It’s nothing much that I can say man

‘Cause my actions speak louder than my fragrance

Felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

I felt like cappin'

Felt like cappin'