The Game
The Game - Wow songtekst
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[Verse 1: Game] My car, my bitch nigger, everything major My niggers they shoot like Indiana Pacers Indiana hoosers don't get more about the laser What your fucking team up, meaning [?] Red phantom pink slip, everything paid for Black 24's lips fatter than Fantasia's Had a bitch from Asia, put her up on the chronic And her name Su Woo, isn't it ironic? My bars Grey Goose and tonic and when I vomit Respect me like Muhammed, but nigger I'm not Islamic All about my profit, angel in the cockpit Devil in the rear view, heaven's the only option Angel on the hood like reverend runs [?] The day I'm feeling good riding in his holy ghost Hate me like I'm god's son wanna see you deceased Break the 6th commandment if you run upon this Jesus piece [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Balling, like Amauri I'm not an athlete but it's a track beat I'm on a great run, the world love me So love to hate me, it's all gravy So icy, so [?] ice cream on my face it ain't your face nigger I'm on my grind constant, yeah my grind custom While you cross counters, we cross continents Yellow diamonds on my wrist it looking like an omelette I'm not a pumpkin, I trap [?] I got irons, squares for you Power for goons, prepare for you So where the move blood I'm tattooed [?] I'm a straight thug, I keep a [?] So where the move blood I'm tattooed [?] I'm a straight thug, I keep a [?] [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow [Verse 3: Game] [?] we onto something major Chains, Gucci, light it up like Vegas Down goes Frasier, my shooters like [?] And we keep that new pain run when you see them lasers We bring them trailblazers smoking kush from Malaysians Still trapping like back then the iPhones were pagers Click clapping, what's happening 4 5 at you haters Keep yapping, I'm clapping, T.I. know we Takers Nigger I don't give a damn [?] cellophane Get your boss on your phone cause we don't fuck with middle men Hit your boss at your home fucking with my middle man Where I'm from it's off at your dome for just a kilogram Gucci they talking about that tattoo up your face Must of forgotten them boys you shot nigger murder was the case This summer is ours ain't a motherfucker safe And in a fall, I'm putting 5 mil in a fucking safe [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow