Lyrics:
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
the boom shot
Hit you with the lyrical bash, so won't last
Rudebwoy check your stash, caught the cash
And if you don't like dat
Somebody gettin bitch-slapped
awesome
It’s Gucci Mane, the glacier baby
You know I’m awesome
So icy is my company
And millions made monthly
Managed by my aunt-y, I make a lotta currency
Still by my side though im no good
Lightskin nigga but im so hood
And I don't mean hood like gang gang
But have u ever slept on a mainstay?
By the way that he talks this mayne
You can tell he's a part of the game
That man is such a gangsta
Baby Bash CD en første ting vi gjorde som var
Oo marijuana
Marijuana
They want it
They want it
Oo aye
Like
Flawless
When you pull up with the soft lips
All that pink when the sun hits
I think you
birthday bash!
I got bread, I got meds
Movin dead, by a thread
Fuck a threat, I done bled
A lot for this shit right here
Tick tock on the clock, got diamond
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Yeah
A di Gyarixn Boss A represent enuh
Fi di Gyarixn doh
Marijuana baby
Ganja it a mi daddy
Fuss time when mi get high
Too funny nuh tell nuh body
tell that me and her are gonna make a baby,
baby tonight
I don't know why she's affectin' me
Or why this situation's stressing me
I don't know why
because of my jersey?
It is because that I'm perfect?
Ridin' down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over sayin' you smell marijuana? (Smellin'
your parakeet, with scissors, clip his head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with eggs
Then
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
I told them
Ay I said first off rip Trayvon shawty
Need a three strand twist by the two's don't get my braids wrong shawty
Nigga fuck round step
seen that.
You're flassy, so flassy
Now everytime I close my eyes
I think of you.
Damn, fine, classy, flassy
Baby aint gotta be flashy to bash me
it roll like a skater
Make her laugh no Ricky Bobby
On these nights Talladega
Baby bash my sugar fly aviator
And she holds me down
Love me like a 6
Young Mula, baby (let me see)
Haha
You thought it was over?
Let me see
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was
the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
The eagle flies on Friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM
And march down the street
With a roll of party cash
girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Take you places like never land
Treat you better than your other man
Cause you got the juice
girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Take you places like never land
Treat you better than your other man
Cause you got the juice
don't care
Baby please don't bother
Roll up marijuana
I be with my son, but I'm this bitches father
With the gang is where be
Gucci snakes and bees
With
the pussy
Baila La Bamba, off marijuana, tight
Anaconda oh, baby!
dharma
What's with the armour?
Be palm leaves, coconut trees
White beach
Let me calm you, Sana
Roll up baby boy
Bun marijuana
Chuckin that pharma
Flexin my
gm
Get em Elam
Baby, pick em clean
Jordan Poyer Micah Hyde
Tandem safety certified
Bash em boogie
Boogie Bashem
Bashem till they petrified
Parading in
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