- Gucci Mane Re-up 歌詞
- Gucci Mane
- (feat. Yatta Mann) [Intro:]
Yeah, that boy
Gucci Got my nigga block in this bitch
East Atlantas finest
E.C.T South! [Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Early in the morning
Nigga Imma be up
Imma be up,
Imma be up;
Call Block or
Gucci Mane when its time to re-up
Its time to re- up
Its time to re-up; 7:30 in the morning,
Nigga we gon be up
We gon be up, we gon be up;
Call Block or
Gucci Mane when its time to re-up
Its time to re-up, its time to re-up; [Verse 1: Yatta Mann]
Boys what it do?
Nigga getcha gs up
Dope man bitch!
Call me Mr.
Re-Up The kitchen smells like fish, the fish scale dog 1000
Grams at a time on the
Digiscale ow! .45
Mac Rubber band stacks
Spent a ? a mill wit
Papi watch how fast
I get it back
The dope boys love me
Taughtem how to cook
You whip it real hard, cold water , let it drop
The dope man bitch!
Sold bricks, sold rocks 100 thousand dollars, fell like
I shot a cop
The dope man bitch!
Sold grams, sold white
Cook the work 10 minutes
Fiends gave me 5 pipes
New York niggas love how
I work that turn pipe
Got Micheal
Jackson yay
Powder 10, but it cook white
I dont get nervous when
I ride them highways
Dope man bitch!
Everyday is my birthday! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got the city on lock !
Have you ever seen a ? million dollars in a
Nike shoe box?
I can show you how to trap! 100 grand worth of cap
And I pray that my phone aint tapped!
Nigga buy for the smell of it
Bought a hard top 6 and
I sat it on sprees for the hell of it 7 on the dot!
Got some cain and its jumping out the pot!
Im in the game so
I give it all
I got To a million dollar spot
I got a rainbow
Range same color as lean
Wit the matching rims on it, man that bitch so clean
Gotta skittle
Drop Jag and a fruity
Chevelle If
I drop the top back, bubble kush you gon smell
Every flip
I cop another whip
Every trap
I cop another chain
Every play
I cop another tool
What these niggas know bout
Gucci Mane?
Notta damn thang!
Im icy, something like a polar bear
When your girl give me brain better hold her hair 100
Grand in the bag just to make you stare
Re -up wit the man
Gucci Mane
LilFlap [Chorus] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Go with our rental cars
Used to serve hard to
Mountain Park;
Now I stand behind the burglar bars
Say LilBreeze best smoke ya gars;
Im the hustler of the century
When you think of money mention me
I said my buddy get it to the key
From Arkansas to
Tennessee
Every Brick,
Pill. And every 'P'
Some how it doesnt come from me
Im on T.V gettin interviewed
Still got them thangs in the intertubes 8 grand for the good purp
A t-shirt, under my t-shirt
Aye lock it up, thats a bad word
You had to whip it till your wrist hurt
You shoulda hollerd at
Gucci or Block
Gotchu a dime to a ? a block
Im knocked diamonds and
I never stop
Disturbing cocaine; duckin cops [Chorus]
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