Search results for 'go ham on em by gucci mane' Page #174

way baby
It is what it is nah you can'
Lately all my shit now fendi gucci
About time my gaff a bit more roomy
If you don't like it kid go ahead sue me

to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be

Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump

the ass bruh that's you though

Huh I just came up in the booth and now I'm comin' down (Bitch)
If your bitch mad come on nigga go fuck it out (Come on)
AHM

and u don't get off boy u a real jurk for that
Bitch talking bout buy her a gucci purse
Hoe u know u got to work for that
Put ha ass in the trap
Teach her

with these hoes
You kept it real, they didn't, and to me that mean the most
Now we lit and not to mention, I put Gucci on your toes

She fuck me then

it then I go and cop it
Member when I used to sit and plot this
Motivated by my enemies
Chosen one look where I started from

Chosen chosen chosen

grandma a promise I’ll never tat my face up long as she living
Well she ain’t here
Truth told should’ve had em not that it really matter
Had a couple

back
Gucci to Givenchy
Yea you know that Rugga on me
Leave em toe tagged
I'm feeling righteous

I've been out all day
Screaming out slatt when they test

Milly the mealticket
Go
Look

Just another day off on nah corner
Inna raq

Niggaz out here flee as fuck
You know they selling packs
Some be swiping

commit to what you said
Never thought that I’d wish I was dead
Now I’m haunted by the voices in my—

Otherwise they’d be one person
I am one person, and I

nothing
She Said I ain't  done this before yeah say nothing
little spicy one from the Middle East
Back to bread after  blow that to smithereens
I got em all

the bidness 
Switch up positions her favorites the mirror
You can be loud ain't no neighbors up here
Keep the heels on need em right by my ear
Rub her booty til

it bang let it pop
Rubber bands on my knots 
Couple bands on your top
Palm angel pants gucci flops
It's a movie let em watch
Got my head up to the sky

name (Moses)
The forecast for you n***** lookin gray, it's finna rain (splash)
Tryna take away what's mines? That's on hood I give em pain (BuccTown!)
Im

the interstate to go and buy some Gucci
I don't know nothin' 'bout that body, tryna do me like I'm Boosie
Surprised that I'm home, I know them folks ain't wanna

you want my baby
You no go suffer for this life again, yeah yeah (ah)

Ferrari for my lover (mark am)
Gucci shoe for my lover (ayy)
Company for my

beer 
I ain't gone lie 
cll your songs just passing me by 
Straight into the dump 
Your stumped 
clso a chump 
I'm tired of rappers not trying 
I'm not

to much weed think make me dumber
I wonder
Why this bitch she keep on text, I just want the neck
I pour up when I go to bed, Wake up to a check
That lil'

(let’s go)
& im a team player boo gone & call a friend or two (hit em up)
Imma have y’all fall in love by the time I’m through wit you 
I ain’t as vocal

schedule
She love ta eat da dick like its a edible
Hand on da trigger den Im finna let it go

We Hit his brain turn him into a vegetable
Head out dis world

Stackin' money
Boy, I'm stackin' G's
I stack it like a G
I stack it nice and neat
Yeah
(Ugh)
Tucked by my hip
I'm packin' heat
(Packin')
Call me

could go back I'd tell myself at That time 
That I'm you in a future lifetime 
And love still hard to find 
Hate to tell it like it is 
He just a little

Roll the shit up out the bag
Pull up on the scene, just drip on em
Cartier frames look good on me
So fly, I don't have to drive
Wet flow signs when I'm

Gucci, Fendi
If odds is stacked up against me I'm breaking down the ceiling
Flow so cold gotta get it, my chips all up in position
They hating fuck they