GUCCI ATTIRE
Unlvcky Nas
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Came up off selling narcotics Whatever you want yeah we got it Run up on me you get left where you spotted I'm picking up pieces & making deposits The whips is exotic My bitches erotic She bringing me peace when she lick it & ride it New Louis V duffle got 50 inside it We not tryna fight hit the switch and it fire Real nigga party and you not invited Opps say it's war ooh don't get me excited Niggas want smoke roll them up Where da lighter? Had beef all my life man I need to retire Doggin the Ponti the tags is expired The cops get behind me I'm screeching the tires Pull up too groovy this Gucci attire Lil bitch get new Louis her coochie is fire Hot hot hot hot, Tsssssss Shawty she hot like the devil Switch on the glock make it pop like a kettle DA want us locked say my block is some rebels Snatch that boy chain wear that shit like a medal Hop out let off shots then my foot on the pedal DRose for the kill better do what he tell you Pop out with them heaters my shooters will melt you Pop out with glockys & dracs We flooring the cat take the cops on a chase I was 5 in the trap watching pops get the pape I was watching my pops go get to the guap Like tris & the wock don't sip no ciroc I catch me a opp I'm getting the glock Talk shit to the guys get sent up to god Came up off selling them drugs We built this shit from the mud Back when I was broke they ain't give me no love The streets broke my heart man I need me a hug This new moncler it be keeping me snug If I tell her come here she gonn leave in a rush Yeah they came in with them but they leaving with us I just pull out some bands & it's making her blush She fell in love with them blues I said baby me too She wanna come f*ck on me with her crew Look what this money be making her do I catch a opp any time of the day imma shoot Ain't taking no truce Coup came with no roof We pull up in foreigns We making cahoots When it come to the money I stay in the loop Came up off selling narcotics Whatever you want yeah we got it Run up on me you get left where you spotted I'm picking up pieces & making deposits The whips is exotic My bitches erotic She bringing me peace when she lick it & ride it New Louis V duffle got 50 inside it We not tryna fight hit the switch and it fire Real nigga party and you not invited Opps say it's war ooh don't get me excited Niggas want smoke roll them up Where da lighter? Had beef all my life man I need to retire Doggin the Ponti the tags is expired The cops get behind me I'm screeching the tires Pull up too groovy this Gucci attire Lil bitch get new Louis her coochie is fire
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