While the Chris Brown-Rihanna kiss was perhaps the VMAs' most tweeted event, Lil Wayne and 2 Chainz' performance was definitely the most bleeped.
2 Chainz may be the new guy in the rap game, but the lanky dread-head towered over the set and captivated the Staples Center crowd from the get-go.
'Cut the top off, call it Amber Rose,' Chainz rapped in 'Yuck,' referencing Wiz Khalifa's once bald-headed, now crop-topped and very pregnant fiancee.
Lil Wayne, a.k.a. Tunechi, backed up Chainz during the track, then took center stage as the DJ cut off 'Yuck' and played his new release, 'No Worries.'
Tauheed Epps (born September 12, 1977), known professionally as 2 Chainz (formerly Tity Boi), is an American rapper, songwriter, media personality, and basketball player. Born and raised in College Park, Georgia, he initially gained recognition for being one-half of the Southern hip hop duo Playaz Circle, alongside his longtime friend and fellow rapper Earl 'Dolla Boy' Con. Verse 1: 2 Chainz Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole 2 Chainz talkin' on the FLX phone Poof! Just like that the whole check gone. Kanye West f/ Quavo, Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti, Big Sean, Desiigner, and 2 Chainz, 'Champions' Album. Video: 2 Chainz f/ Lil Wayne – ‘Yuck’ Between making his Coachella debut and shooting an episode of “Law & Order: SVU” in the last week, 2 Chainz has no plans of slowing down.
Wayne jumped up and down, shirtless and wearing no sunglasses for once, just tearing thorough the song. Even his boy 2 Chainz got in on the act.
Chainz began to hype up the Young Money / Cash Money boss up by accentuating Weezy's bars with persistent instructions to the crowd to 'Turn up.'
They obliged. Fortunately, those in attendance could actually hear the song; TV audiences may have found it hard to follow Wayne's censored lyrics.
Can't say that's a big surprise, though. This is Lil Wayne here. Dude even began his verse: 'Tunechi up in this bitch, everybody should be worried.'
Indeed.
[Intro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose
Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes
Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe
Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole
2 Chainz talkin' on the FLX phone
Poof! Just like that the whole check gone
Former Posturepedic I was slept on
So many chains on it look like my neck gone
My girl came through and brought an extra body
Now that's an after party for the after party
Two-gun game, all-black Ferrari
His and her Armani, put it in a tonic
And yeah, the bread good if the head good
Before Benihana's it was canned goods
Before canned goods it was Similac
I'm from where they send shots then we send 'em back
A half a million dollars worth of crack money
Wrap your parents up, now you got a black mommy
Yeah I did it, true to my religion
Two guns on me, both with extensions
If you on the pole, play your position
I got enough dough to pay your tuition
Corduroy Trues, with the skull cap
I just woke up, tell me where the drugs at
And after the drugs, where the girls at
And after the girls, where the love at
And if it ain't no love, I'm like fuck that
Nigga I'm so dope, you could catch a fuckin' contact
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Good weed, bad bitch
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Woah, I seen it all before
The bitch got a man, but she schemin' on the low
How it go? It go, fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers, automatics no clickers
Huh? Codine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch, mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked, let's fuck
She said she on her period, I said, 'Yuck'
I called another bopper, I beat it like a copper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
I got the chopper for the cold response
The codine got me standin' horizontal
I had enough of the broken promises
So I'm in a room full of Pocahontases
And this shit is off the meat rack
Weed sack, big car, layin' with my seat back
We next, weed never left Holland, weed bag
All this ice on my and my niggas playing freeze tag
Lord forgive me, this my fourth foreign
If you baby daddy lame, you should forewarn him
I come through with the yapper on
Turn that nigga into hot bologna
I'm the type a nigga cop a Rolly, cop a Benz, cop a two
Then wear it all to Church, nigga Hallelu
Uh, I'm from the trap where the block'll pay you
Me and my nigga pass your ho like a hot potato
I be like you could get her, he be like you could get her
I be like you could have her, he be like you could have her
He be like, it don't matter, I be like, me neither
Uh, my old school got twenty-sixes on it
And I got you girl kissin' on me
[Hook]
[Outro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck-yuck-yuck Daddy!
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch
2 Chainz Yuck Lyrics
2 Chainz Yuck