Pyrex Pot歌词

歌曲名:Pyrex Pot  歌手:Gucci Mane  所属专辑:《Trap House》

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Pyrex Pot歌词

作曲 : Demetrius Stewart/R. Davis
[Intro]Gucci
Mane (Gucci Mane)
Big Cat, Laflare (Big Cat, Laflare)
Let's get it (let's get it)[Chorus]
Half a brick in a pyrex pot
Tryin to make me a **** boy knot
Two pounds and
I'm like real big
Stackin double see the ***** so big
I gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a
Trap-A-Thon
Gucci Mane like
Gotti I'm the
Dapper Don
Uhhhhh! Hundred
G's in my
Gucci bagSo if you look at me wrong
I'ma do yo' ass
Uhh, Gucci
Mane, I'm the bread and butter
Run trap, sell crack, ***** spread your hustle
Uhh, pockets fatter than
Oprah Winfrey
Gucci Mane
I'm the baller of the ****in century
Uhh, iced out like
Babe an' them
I can sell mo' records than
Shade an' them
Uhh, Gucci
Mane youse a cocky fella
I make it rain so you better get'cha umba-rella
Uhh, and my watch is on another level
Clusters of diamonds and they brush together
Uhh, why you talkin so much ****?
Yo *****, cause
I'm so rich[Chorus]
Okay somethin white like
Michael Jackson
Bust the **** out the rubber then
I start to trappin
Gucci Mane got the lone ticket
Run stack for the midget ***** **** with me, uhh
Shawty say he short a couple stacks
The diamond chain on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh
Yo' money short like
Spud WebbBend down ***** broke ***** need help, uhh
My money talkin like
DikembeGucci
Mane I make a
Friday out of
Wednesday, uhh
Phone don't {?}
C-D-SStill makin moves, thuggin with
S-Y-S, uhh
All my shows better be whippin up
J's keep the ash scrubs when we pick it up, uhh
And me and
Cad in a Hum-
VeeYellow diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh[Chorus]
Gucci got a plug, for the square face
Got them quarter ki's,
I call 'em chicken wangs
Got the gangster peas,
I call 'em collard greens
We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters mayne
Gucci on the grind, catch me at the spot
Got some ******* jumpin out the damn pot
Get some cool water, it's too damn hot
All I want for
Christmas is the ****man knot
Hustle harder, be smarter
We gon' eat when
I bring it out the water36
O's, for the 17
Five for the drive, 17-5

Pyrex PotLRC歌词

作曲 : Demetrius Stewart/R. Davis
[Intro]Gucci
Mane (Gucci Mane)
Big Cat, Laflare (Big Cat, Laflare)
Let's get it (let's get it)[Chorus]
Half a brick in a pyrex pot
Tryin to make me a **** boy knot
Two pounds and
I'm like real big
Stackin double see the ***** so big
I gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a
Trap-A-Thon
Gucci Mane like
Gotti I'm the
Dapper Don
Uhhhhh! Hundred
G's in my
Gucci bagSo if you look at me wrong
I'ma do yo' ass
Uhh, Gucci
Mane, I'm the bread and butter
Run trap, sell crack, ***** spread your hustle
Uhh, pockets fatter than
Oprah Winfrey
Gucci Mane
I'm the baller of the ****in century
Uhh, iced out like
Babe an' them
I can sell mo' records than
Shade an' them
Uhh, Gucci
Mane youse a cocky fella
I make it rain so you better get'cha umba-rella
Uhh, and my watch is on another level
Clusters of diamonds and they brush together
Uhh, why you talkin so much ****?
Yo *****, cause
I'm so rich[Chorus]
Okay somethin white like
Michael Jackson
Bust the **** out the rubber then
I start to trappin
Gucci Mane got the lone ticket
Run stack for the midget ***** **** with me, uhh
Shawty say he short a couple stacks
The diamond chain on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh
Yo' money short like
Spud WebbBend down ***** broke ***** need help, uhh
My money talkin like
DikembeGucci
Mane I make a
Friday out of
Wednesday, uhh
Phone don't {?}
C-D-SStill makin moves, thuggin with
S-Y-S, uhh
All my shows better be whippin up
J's keep the ash scrubs when we pick it up, uhh
And me and
Cad in a Hum-
VeeYellow diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh[Chorus]
Gucci got a plug, for the square face
Got them quarter ki's,
I call 'em chicken wangs
Got the gangster peas,
I call 'em collard greens
We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters mayne
Gucci on the grind, catch me at the spot
Got some ******* jumpin out the damn pot
Get some cool water, it's too damn hot
All I want for
Christmas is the ****man knot
Hustle harder, be smarter
We gon' eat when
I bring it out the water36
O's, for the 17
Five for the drive, 17-5