Huh, It's Gucci
Ooh
Huh, Wop, whah
Lil Pump
Huh, It's Gucci
Ooh
Huh, Wop, whah
Lil Pump
Brr, yeah, blah, oh, blow
M-M-M-Murda
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Got a lot of ice on my neck man
Damn man, hundred bands hangin' on my backpack
Wrist so cold need a ice pack
Put four hundred bands in the mic stand
Woke up in the morning, bought a Maybach
Ooh, I'ma go do what I want to do
Got your baby mama, nigga tokin' out the sunroof
Damn boo, I'ma keep it real, I don't fuck with you
Cause you got an attitude
You cashed out on a Bentley Coupe (woo)
I'ma go and fuck your bitch tomor-row
Gucci loafers on when I walk, dough
Lil Pump smash your main ho (wow)
And she gon' do what I say so
I'ma show you how I live life, ooh
Made two mil in one night
Whole body covered in ice
Pourin' up fours in my Tropical Sprite
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Nigga keep missin' with the music
Baby you a human jacuzzi
I'ma twist a bitch like a Rubik's
I might turn my book into a movie (Gucci)
I'ma put a bitch in a movie, porno
Rockstar couple, Cher, Bono
Rock star my life, Muliano
Pull up, ten bricks of that Nelly Furtado
El Gato's down in The Hamptons
Pinky ring sick, it got cancer
I was just sellin' dope on camera
Now I got my own shoe like the Answer
Might pull up throw some money on a dancer
Had to tip my earrings 'cause they dancin'
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
Huh, to je Gucci
Ooh
Ha, wop, whah
Lil pumpe
Brr, da, bla, oh, blow
M-M-M-Murda
[Hor: Gucci Mane]
Murda na tukao s čovjekom ubojstvo
Ben Simmons tresti ih lijevom rukom
Steppin' na njegovu drogu kao korak tata je
Previše turnt gore, ne mogu si pomoći
Shittin' na mrzitelj ne Ex-Lax
Pazi tako glupo je dobio čuva leđa
Kuja tako debela, ona ne može pomoći da
Uzrok je Livin' out mlazom, dobio jet-lag
Treba pravi gazda kuja, ja ne mogu pomoći da
A njezin mozak tako glupi smo se čuva leđa
Samo poletio dizajnera na bookbag
Reci joj je potrebno nešto stvarno dobar za pogledati
Plijen toliko velika da je dobio čuva leđa
Povucite se u zoru, neka krova natrag
Nemoj mi reći da me voliš, beba dokazati da
Lanac Stalno flickin' i banda drži potrošnju
[Redak 1: Lil crpka]
Ima puno leda na mom vratu čovjeka
Kvragu čovjek, sto bendovi hangin' na moj ruksak
Rukavac tako hladno trebati led
Stavite četiri stotine bendova u mikrofon stalak
Probudio ujutro, kupio Maybach
Ooh, Ja sam ići raditi ono što želim učiniti
Dobio beba mama, crnjo Tokin' out pomičnog krova
Kvragu Boo, Ja sam ga zadržati pravi, ne zajebavaj se s vama
Jer imaš stav
Vi isplatu na Bentley Coupe (Woo)
Ja sam ići i jebati kuja Tomor-red
Gucci mokasine na kad hodam, tijesto
Lil pumpe razbiti vaš glavni ho (wow)
A ona gon”učiniti ono što ja kažem tako
Ja sam vam pokazati kako živim život, ooo
Napravio dva mil u jednoj noći
Cijelo tijelo pokriveno ledom
Pourin' gore četvorke u mom Tropical Sprite
[Hor: Gucci Mane]
Murda na tukao s čovjekom ubojstvo
Ben Simmons tresti ih lijevom rukom
Steppin' na njegovu drogu kao korak tata je
Previše turnt gore, ne mogu si pomoći
Shittin' na mrzitelj ne Ex-Lax
Pazi tako glupo je dobio čuva leđa
Kuja tako debela, ona ne može pomoći da
Uzrok je Livin' out mlazom, dobio jet-lag
Treba pravi gazda kuja, ja ne mogu pomoći da
A njezin mozak tako glupi smo se čuva leđa
Samo poletio dizajnera na bookbag
Reci joj je potrebno nešto stvarno dobar za pogledati
Plijen toliko velika da je dobio čuva leđa
Povucite se u zoru, neka krova natrag
Nemoj mi reći da me voliš, beba dokazati da
Lanac Stalno flickin' i banda drži potrošnju
[Redak 2: Gucci Mane]
Nigga držati missin' s glazbom
Beba koju ljudsko jacuzzi
Ja sam uviti kuja to rade pravi Rubikova
Možda ću okrenuti svoju knjigu u film (Gucci)
Ja sam stavio kuja u filmu, porno
Rockstar par, Cher, Bono
Rock Star svoj život, Muliano
Podići, deset cigle te Nelly Furtado
El Gato je dolje u Hamptonsu
Pinky prsten bolestan, on je dobio rak
Samo sam prodaješ drogu na kameru
Sada sam dobio svoju cipelu kao odgovor
Moglo podići baciti nešto novca na plesačica
Da je do vrha moje naušnice jer su dancin '
[Hor: Gucci Mane]
Murda na tukao s čovjekom ubojstvo
Ben Simmons tresti ih lijevom rukom
Steppin' na njegovu drogu kao korak tata je
Previše turnt gore, ne mogu si pomoći
Shittin' na mrzitelj ne Ex-Lax
Pazi tako glupo je dobio čuva leđa
Kuja tako debela, ona ne može pomoći da
Uzrok je Livin' out mlazom, dobio jet-lag
Treba pravi gazda kuja, ja ne mogu pomoći da
A njezin mozak tako glupi smo se čuva leđa
Samo poletio dizajnera na bookbag
Reci joj je potrebno nešto stvarno dobar za pogledati
Plijen toliko velika da je dobio čuva leđa
Povucite se u zoru, neka krova natrag
Nemoj mi reći da me voliš, beba dokazati da
Lanac Stalno flickin' i banda drži potrošnju
Mais de sanderlei.com.br
LYRICS
RADAR by Sanderlei