Don't Leave Me Baby Just Drop to Your Knees and Please Me Baby
I Get the Purse
Migos, Gucci Mane
- Yr:
- 2017
- 3:49
- 2,092Views
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- #xi
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Hah, it's Gucci It's Drop Top (skrrt) Wizop, hoo (skrrt) You lot get the bag and fumble information technology I get the pocketbook and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, threehundred cash (cash) And the auto came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' f*ck upwards a bag (yes) Pull up to the spot, livin' likewise fast (aye) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italia, got ii strange hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the elevation when it's cold (drop top) But you feel the rut (skrrt, yah, ayy) Exist real with me, keep information technology 100 (whoa) Just be real with me (ayy) Eat it upwardly like it'due south a feast (whoa, consume it up) They say the dope on fleek (yeah) Percocet pill on me (Percocet) Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (water ice) Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin' Them niggas will impale for me Dorsum ends I count 'em asleep, on fleek 100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe) Bowwow, I'm a canis familiaris, swallow my treat (hrr) Hop out the frog and bound (leap) I put them bricks in the Phantom My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner) I used to break so enter Then Takeoff run 'em similar the game of temple (whew) It's simple, I play with the mental Mama said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama) Canada, 'cause I'thou a money symbol Walkin' with the racks, I'm lookin' bedridden (money) F*ck on that bitch and then I tip her (tip her) A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel) Non from L.A. just I clip her (brr) Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis) Fox on my body, no Vivica (play tricks on my) I'one thousand not your boilerplate or typical (I'g not your) Look at my wrist, and it's disquisitional (await at the) Agree it upwardly, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the) I get that pocketbook on the regular (pocketbook) I got a bag on my cellular (brr) Backin' upward, baggin' upwards vegetables (handbag) Baggin' up cookies, information technology's medical (cookies) Cocaine, codeine, et cetera (white) Cocaine and lean, information technology's federal (white) I take off, landin' on Nebula As of now 20 Yard'south on my schedule (Takeoff) You get the bag and fumble it I become the bag and flip it and tumble it (yes) Direct out the lot, threehundred greenbacks (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (aye) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' f*ck up a bag (yeah) Pull upwardly to the spot, livin' too fast (yes) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it'southward cold (driblet meridian) But you experience the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me, keep it 100 (whoa) Just be real with me (it'south Gucci, ayy) Eat it upward like it'southward a banquet (hah, whoa, eat information technology up) They say the dope on fleek (aye) I know that these niggas gettin' sick of me (eww-ah) These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece (umm) I won't even similar to freestyle for free I put in the key and I ride the beat (whirr) I won't even come out the business firm for free I pay a nigga to drive for me (huh?) Jay Z couldn't fifty-fifty co-sign for me I exercise what I want, 'cause I'thou signed to me (damn) I get the, I get the, I get the bag They become the bag, had to cut it in half (whoa) Stop the comparin', you makin' me laugh Demand the rehab, I'm addicted to cash (Gucci) Convertible Wop, convertible top My dope got a vertical, wait at it hop Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and it jump out the pot (pot) Came out of jail and went straight to the peak Have it easy, baby, center of summer, I'm freezin', baby (burr) Don't get out me, baby Just drop to your knees and please me, baby (don't) I'm fascinated, ii bitches so fine that I masturbated (hah) Congratulations, she brain me so proficient that I graduated (wow) They had to detest it I don't f*ck with them niggas, they plastic, infant (heh) I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters, baby It'due south tragic, baby, I pull up and f*ck upwardly the traffic, babe (hah) I'm vicious, baby I'grand killin' these niggas, closed casket, infant (ayy, Wop) Yous go the purse and fumble it I get the bag and flip information technology and tumble it (aye) Straight out the lot, threehundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got donkey (thot) And she gon' f*ck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two strange hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the peak when information technology'due south cold (drop top) But y'all feel the oestrus (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me, proceed it 100 (whoa) But exist real with me (ayy) Swallow information technology up like it's a feast (whoa, swallow it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep)
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Written past: Joshua Luellen, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Ball, Leland Tyler Wayne, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Radric Delante Davis
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