Gucci Mane

Texty písní Alba

Bling Bling

Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci)

Laflare entertainment (Laflare)

Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy)

That nigga Dest in the buildin (that boy Dest)

Bad Boy in this motherfucker (Bad Boy)

Big Cat in this motherfucker (Big Cat)

Is Laflare in this motherfucker? (That boy Gucci)

Yuh

I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist

Your whole entire life savings on my pinky nigga

Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)

See I'm smokin on some bubba kush, come from California

Funky like yo' daddy feet is stankin like ammonia

Now I got his plug with this {?} in Arizona

When I touch Atlanta they gon' tell my telephoner

Trap niggaz, rap niggaz, wish they could clone us

Icy cause I dig blue blue big bails of marijuana

Trappin has advanced from just standin on the cornah

Violators haters will be turned to organ donors

Chillin in the V.I., sippin on Corona

I'ma get some head with this this bitch like this Patrona

Stop playing games girl cause I don't condone 'em

If you want some work don't come before like it's a zoner

Fifteen inches but my rims they some grown-ups

Sucker for a minute now a nigga has done blow up

Check my BDM's, look at my spins, daily goin up

Check, check my spins, daily goin up

I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist

Your whole entire life savings on my pinky nigga

Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)

Check I'm out the Folia, foolin with that Scorpion

It's mess when that bad chick stride off the rodeo

Smokin on the fire, got desire, do the holy crescent

If you ain't poppin no bottles right now (bruh ain't reppin)

I'm the freshest from dirty, Westside rollin close to {?}

From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose

On a mission my vision, clouded by the paper

Crooked, took it, cut it, shave it with the razor

Even miss my bread and butter, I ain't gettin offended

Run it not in my budget, I ain't got to share it

Who's your man? Like it, love it, not to want to play it

{?} on them thugs, money on the table

Who who play in the club? You fuckin with the mayor

I'll be damned, fresh in the mud, put you on the payroll

What'chu want? Say what you want, it's all about me

We get high and run in the hood, you fall around me

I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist

Your whole entire life savings on my pinky nigga

Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)

Big Tank, Big Cat

Let's get it in nigga

Uhh

I show you how to do this here, keep a light bluish ear

Sixty on them frightening, so you don't excite me

Haters don't like me, and I don't like you either

You mad cause I'm stacked up, and you underachiever

You see the plat' Amex, you still fuck with Visas

Vietnam, Cakalak, niggaz throw the V's up

Nigga roll the trees up, what the fuck you waitin on?

We talkin 'bout this money, so go on make a hatin song

Gucci's on my feet, but my jeans look like dollar signs

'cicles on my teeth, so I'm talkin money all the time

G's I'ma follow mine, you don't want no part of mine

Chopper in the back'll have you leapin like Impala signs

Big Tank, Big Cat, nigga what you know about it?

Sittin in the booth, and they told me bring the flow up out it

Go getter fo' sho' about it, money over e'rythang

Stackin up this paper 'til it's higher than a airplane

I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist

Your whole entire life savings on my pinky nigga

Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)

Uhh