Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Plug Talk songtekst

Je score:


Burn One Burn One


This is another raw beats production (yeah yeah)


Gucci (huh huh huh hah)


Guccarachi baby gucci gucci (cokeina shawty)

Hook


When I see my plug this how I talk to em


And when I serve my folks this how I talk to em


When I'm with my dawgs this how I talk to em


It's gucci mane la flar I'm finna talk to em

My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars


Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo


Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio I'm ese my friende you speak real good engles


600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no pussy


Ronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico


There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana


My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobsta, now a nigga owe him a million dollars,


Got me making 10 g's an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don't know the nigga then serve the dummy,


Serve the junkies then ride ashantis

Hook

What's the bombaglats my trapspot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls,


Jamaican mobsters, I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly


Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can't dodge the red dot, smoking the lala,


Can't get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me iceuh,


Step up your neckpiece, I like your wifeuh, I pack a rifle, I love me lifeuh,


Put up your hands before, I put up my rifle.

Hook

What's up nigga wut it do, I'm good my nigga how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken


What it move? Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain't 22's, still keep coke in inner tubes,


Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue,


Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it's you know who,


It's nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick I can screw, paint change


And my diamonds too, trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you,


If you a stubborn artist I'm signing you, I'm still the same nigga that be shining too, Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you,


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Taal: Engels

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