Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - God's Witness songtekst
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(Verse) Born legendary on the 12th of February Big fat rich nigga, call me frigerator Perry If I piss on your head then call it rain, do you believe it? And the girls are freakin, I'mma lick it, I can't keep a secret 40 thou, chillin out, all of my pasta be the mattress Look at me now, iced out, damn, I can fuckin aks 40 thou fo a brick, now and let's not even tax it Turn my spot, to a lean house, all I drink is actin this And I ain't even gotta flex to you bitch, I'm rich Got the whole wide world shorty on my dick Go tell yo hot mouth ho she can suck my dick I blow my nose with money ho, I'm snot nose rich 60's on my charges so I'm dodging potholes ho Yo nigga lost cuz he got on that Mavada watch And spill the sauce, bitch it ain't a car that I ain't got Yo nigga lost it but Gucci bout to lose his top She found it sexy that every problem I gotta address it These niggas flexin, I pistol whip the boy the boy that bring the message Police interrogate, layin fuckin shit, am I arrested? They not gon let me go cuz bitch I got a show in Texas Black nigga but I gotta stand like I'm Mexican And hit yo next to kin if I don't have my Benjamins Pop 2 mollies and it boosted my adrenaline And yo baby momma say my nuts taste like cinnamon (Hook) I pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the business Tack the trailer follow me, just nigga come and get it Nigga you know all the cash I made on my 20 God can be my witness, I'm a real trap nigga Pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the business I'm servin by myself cuz I don't need no co-defendant Head count the money lost, counted 5-60 Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment (Verse) I've been sendin those since a lil boy, I ain't have no trust 2 man operation but I ain't have no voice I ain't have no Rolls Royce and I ain't have no Porsche But if you steppin me out for these ones then yo ass gon get dropped son Apologize to yo granddaddy cuz I beat up yo grandson I've been jumpin out of that band boy cuz I owe cash to the landlord Say I whip the nigga with a pool stick, man Gucci Mane is no poor short All this down to center, my chairs baby They turned me into a cold heart You can jump in front of these bullies and act like you a Braveheart Quick ticket to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint heart You with the one, bust the great boys, my kidnappers rape boys No discrete sensei boys, suggest you open that safe boy You're on me since the 3rd nigga and you don't know it's the 8 months Like how yo blood taste boy, cuz you lyin to me in my face boy Your dad say you're a disgrace, mistakin the first place Glock 40 on my waist, and I took the pistol on the first date (Hook x2) I pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the business Tack the trailer follow me, just nigga come and get it Nigga you know all the cash I made on my 20 God can be my witness, I'm a real trap nigga Pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the business I'm servin by myself cuz I don't need no co-defendant Head count the money lost, counted 5-60 Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment