Nice tires on the 'Ghini You should wanna king me Brain dead flow, vegetable zuchini I live on the beach She walk around in her bikini Girls are like a school And I cut 'em like seniors I'm here to distinguish The bears from the penguins Life is just a gap, Get some money in between it Glocks like police Pumps like FEMAs This beat gettin' totaled Pam, Keisha, Kema Sittin' on the world Thinkin' bout a girl Pistol on my side Paint you like mural Dig in my pocket Pulled out a party Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party H-H-Hollygrove *******t, I'm on my Hollygrove *******t Lookin' for a bad *******, I give her dinosaur ******* Big bad flow Weezy, ******* the polices Church like a choir and a couple of old priest-es Elevator in my crib cause it's five floors I'm not expectin' you to have one inside yours Vince Young, suicide doors Life's a *******, now die for her [Verse Two - Short Dawg] I have the type of flow *******s don't have to like My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write The way I'm eating *******s wish they had my appetite Straight up out of Texas and I'm major like Apple white I pull four then I hit the exit door Take a trip to Macy's cop the whole second floor Hood smell the scent of money coming out my pores Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, boy I made it from a flier to the Forbes, (see me) Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flier than the store Dropping babies out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat Got your son looking up to me like I'm 6 feet Your daughter need someone to save her, not me I knocking hoes down like Layla Ali Try he and I'm a put the toaster to ya kidney Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney Damn, it's no ceilings like a Colosseum Candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea The way I'm leaning I'm annoyed if I stand still Flow harder than an anvil Short [Verse Three - Gudda Gudda] Okay, it's Gudda hoe All about my Bills like Buffalo Your ******* under my sheets I heard she was an undercover hoe Purple got me moving slow Like I'm in a snail race Pop pop pop 3 shots to the head Then I pick up my shell case Leave em with a pale face Yes I am a young money goon Your girl like a motion picture she be cummin' soon I do a certain rule, I pop her like balloons I dance her of to Mills and drop her off the tune Couple screws lose, wanna play with him This is No Ceilings *******, ruthless like a stadium We shut down every ******* spot these ******* see us in You want us club, well ******* pay us then All grey B.M., I'm getting from my baby M She told us get the money and count it for me when I rake it in Don't play no games hoe You know my name hoe G-U-D-D-A, propane flow
Nice tires on the 'Ghini You should wanna king me Brain dead flow, vegetable zuchini I live on the beach She walk around in her bikini Girls are like a school And I cut 'em like seniors I'm here to distinguish The bears from the penguins Life is just a gap, Get some money in between it Glocks like police Pumps like FEMAs This beat gettin' totaled Pam, Keisha, Kema Sittin' on the world Thinkin' bout a girl Pistol on my side Paint you like mural Dig in my pocket Pulled out a party Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party H-H-Hollygrove *******t, I'm on my Hollygrove *******t Lookin' for a bad *******, I give her dinosaur ******* Big bad flow Weezy, ******* the polices Church like a choir and a couple of old priest-es Elevator in my crib cause it's five floors I'm not expectin' you to have one inside yours Vince Young, suicide doors Life's a *******, now die for her [Verse Two - Short Dawg] I have the type of flow *******s don't have to like My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write The way I'm eating *******s wish they had my appetite Straight up out of Texas and I'm major like Apple white I pull four then I hit the exit door Take a trip to Macy's cop the whole second floor Hood smell the scent of money coming out my pores Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, boy I made it from a flier to the Forbes, (see me) Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flier than the store Dropping babies out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat Got your son looking up to me like I'm 6 feet Your daughter need someone to save her, not me I knocking hoes down like Layla Ali Try he and I'm a put the toaster to ya kidney Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney Damn, it's no ceilings like a Colosseum Candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea The way I'm leaning I'm annoyed if I stand still Flow harder than an anvil Short [Verse Three - Gudda Gudda] Okay, it's Gudda hoe All about my Bills like Buffalo Your ******* under my sheets I heard she was an undercover hoe Purple got me moving slow Like I'm in a snail race Pop pop pop 3 shots to the head Then I pick up my shell case Leave em with a pale face Yes I am a young money goon Your girl like a motion picture she be cummin' soon I do a certain rule, I pop her like balloons I dance her of to Mills and drop her off the tune Couple screws lose, wanna play with him This is No Ceilings *******, ruthless like a stadium We shut down every ******* spot these ******* see us in You want us club, well ******* pay us then All grey B.M., I'm getting from my baby M She told us get the money and count it for me when I rake it in Don't play no games hoe You know my name hoe G-U-D-D-A, propane flow
