Lyrics:
to everything
Diamond chains, assault rifles, strip clubs, and gambling
Hi my name is Gucci Mane, I'm addicted to everything
Fast cars, bad bitches, weed
Now I can't leave this club without you girl
Swear I want more
You deserve an encore
Back stage VIP shopping
Now it's raining
Won't you come
Tippin' in the club
Tippin' in the club
Tippin' in the club
Aoosh
Tippin' in the club
Tippin' in the club
Tippin' in the club
Aooosh
I'm
Anuel
Bad Bunny baby, bebé
I fuck reality stars, her pussy is good
I make a R&B broad, suck on that wood
I drive foreign cars, and that's understood
Could be a vacation
Could be a night in da club
Could be backstage passes to the red carpet after party by limousine
Throw the goat down the mountain
Hell yeah a blind boy sees a green girl
She drives a green car through a dream world
She meets up with a green club
And talks of saving the earth
little
Homie think twice niggas shooting some dice
Some niggas pull at the light
Knew em now everything alright
Car clubs and bikes (Crenshaw at midnight)
Oh Ross ramyOnTheBeat
I had to pop the code and
Meet there to get your heart
Back then we didn't but right now we start
We leave the club right now
life insurance, car insurance, good pussy insurance
Aye, look what I ain't doin'
Aye, ridin' in foreigns
Aye, K-Dot, four years, I got the same watch
After the club is the after party.
After the party is the hotel lobby.
And after that you know it's diamond crisp.
And after that I say excuse
the cats
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm
Found his family
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car
And his mother said, We've got
We started out from Plymouth, a giant meet up of friends and cars
On the boat, overnight stay, with the sea and the stars
The ship was great, but
think you can take the king, now meet Kong
Strong as the base of a mountain, there's no countin'
How many MCs have sprung from our fountain
Fifty-thou'
the cats."
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
Found his family.
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car,
And his mother said, "We've got to get
think you can take the king, now meet Kong
Strong as the base of a mountain, there's no countin'
How many MCs have sprung from our fountain
Fifty-thou'
keep it cool with me
I played it by the rules and the regulations
I use to switch cars with the Mexican at the gas station
Mine had money in it, his
the night we could go ride
Just for the night we could go ride
Crash the car off a mountain
Drive a car off a mountain
I've been flying with the birds
I ain't
my throat dry even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami chocha and drive her loca
We never ride far, packed five in a car
Save money for the drinks, I'm
the wrapper, so I let her lick the rapper
She take care of me and all me homeboy after
Jump off, jump off, the girl is a jump off
I let her snort a mountain
So I let her lick the rapper
She take care of me all my homeboys after
Jump off! Jump off! The girl is a jump off!
I let her snort a mountain
enough
Bring it to the club just like some drugs
You know I got the weed hidden under the rug
You know I got the key just need the car
We all loyal, no
my throat dry even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami chocha and drive her loca
We never ride far, packed five in a car
Save money for the drinks, I'm
Let me love, let me touch, let me love
Baby, give it up, let me drink from the fountain
In the car, on the street, in the dark
Baby, on the beach,
Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy
Boy, I hit a button, make my car park
I don't even got to be inside to make my car start
Start, I give a word
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