lirik lagu gucci mane - record deal
[intro]
(pooh, you a fool for this one)
huh, huh (go grizz)
yeah (huh)
wop
[chorus]
i’m thumbin’ through hundreds, this ain’t no record deal (yeah)
i just want the money, she on a half a pill
water like dasani (it’s gucci), i might just pay her bills
wake up and get money (huh?), that’s how a n~gga live
drop a half a ticket on my ears, b~tch, i’m goin’ up (brr)
that sh~t out of magic at the crib, got her throwin’ up (ugh, ugh)
n~gga, send a pack, i go ham, n~gga, load ’em up (go, go)
hit the e~way prayin’ i don’t get jammed, hide the odor, bruh (huh)
[verse 1]
fork, i’m on the stove with it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
whippin’ it like a f~ckin’ slave, n~gga, i’m a pro with it (skrrt, skrrt)
woah, uh (yeah), these b~tches know, n~gga (woah)
n~ggas actin’ like hoes ’bout these hoes, you ain’t my bro, n~gga (nah)
mr. everything, yellow rice and chicken on a b~tch (gucci)
got on every chain, smack her once, go missin’ on a b~tch (it’s gucci)
ain’t no question, man, last time i checked, that boy a b~tch (huh?)
twenty years, a thousand hits, i got ’em sick, ugh (it’s gucci)
[chorus]
i’m thumbin’ through hundreds, this ain’t no record deal (nah)
i just want the money (money), she on a half a pill
water like dasani (water), i might just pay her bills
wake up and get money (money), that’s how a n~gga live (ah)
drop a half a ticket on my ears, b~tch, i’m goin’ up (brr)
that sh~t out of magic at the crib, got her throwin’ up (ugh)
n~gga, send a pack, i go ham, n~gga, load ’em up (go)
hit the e~way prayin’ i don’t get jammed, hide the odor, bruh
[verse 2]
shorty goin’ crazy ’bout the d~ck, this b~tch psyched out
new drop~top lambo with the kit and it’s piped out
i ain’t the only one f~ckin’ on the b~tch ’cause she iced out (brr)
she said, “where you at?” the spot, b~tch, come pull up on me right now (spot)
head so good, make a n~gga yawn, had me knocked out (ah)
she ride my d~ck, 6 in the morn’, guess i’m up now (up)
i just hit like four different b~tches, i don’t know how
me, go grizz, and pooh cookin’ in the kitchen like it’s mr. chow (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[chorus]
i’m thumbin’ through hundreds (skrrt), this ain’t no record deal (it’s gucci)
i just want the money (huh), she on a half a pill
water like dasani (brr), i might just pay her bills
wake up and get money (huh?), that’s how a n~gga live
drop a half a ticket on my ears, b~tch, i’m goin’ up (brr)
that sh~t out of magic at the crib, got her throwin’ up (ugh)
n~gga, send a pack, i go ham, n~gga, load ’em up (go, go, go)
hit the e~way prayin’ i don’t get jammed, hide the odor, bruh (huh? yeah)
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