lirik lagu gucci mane – no patience
i got hard d-ck fall on these b-tches
i get all their numbers .. call these b-tches
no patience for their life, just kiss my wallet b-tches
n-gg-s don’t know nothing else, saw these n-gg-s
[gucci mane:]
i got a b-tch i send on runs, i put the book back in my benz
got her f’in with the seatbelt strapped on it cuz it’s my friend
breakin bricks down in my tent, i got bills stacked to my chin
dime of jewels cost that n-gg- a nail, watch yo boy cut off a limb
look at me then look at him
hard top bentley, bentley rim
f-ck 2 sisters with the cream
and i drop topped off, i broke the rims
back to back, b-tch call them twins
got a hard top x and a drop top m
call my iceberg slim, can’t f-ck with him
2k on weed, yeah that’s a bill
if i 5k on lean, i’m leanin now
drunk to a whole price, i’ma drink it down
your girlfriend’s a s-m-n demon
big gwap she screamin out
drop top rari showing cleavage
i’m on cleveland – call it believing
knock your b-tch til i leave no reason
take my b-tch and call it even
hook:
i got hard d-ck fall on these b-tches
i get all their numbers .. call these b-tches
no patience for their life, just kiss my wallet b-tches
n-gg-s don’t know nothing else, saw these n-gg-s
you can hold this 30 up this 40 n-gg-s
you die, you hit, just 40 stress some shawty n-gg-
we don’t trust these b-tches or these n-gg-s
big face rollie 40, point us n-gg-
[ oj da juiceman:]
n-gg- tried to knock me out
but these n-gg-s extra salt
how in the h-ll you just start robbin? come and try to test a boss
play the hand that i was dealt
40 make you pay the mill
i don’t send no n-gg-s dawg, i do that sh-t by myself
co-defendant that’s a no
play how that sh-t flyin cold
one thing bout yo jukebox n-gg-, spray the p-ssy like a score
since you p-ssy i’ma send these hollow tips down yo throat
killa killa, murda murda, flip that n-gg- like a burger
i don’t shoot for legs, so you know ain’t no tip in murder
and young juiceman they were fine, made me put you on the murder
smoke you like a cancer stick
make yo mama dimmeloner
talkin all that tough talk
but yo -ss know you baloney
wanna go to war? make the gatling talking like i’m tony
hook:
i got hard d-ck fall on these b-tches
i get all their numbers .. call these b-tches
no patience for their life, just kiss my wallet b-tches
n-gg-s don’t know nothing else, saw these n-gg-s
you can hold this 30 up this 40 n-gg-s
you die, you hit, just 40 stress some shawty n-gg-
we don’t trust these b-tches or these n-gg-s
big face rollie 40, point us n-gg-
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