- BigWalkDog Poppin 歌詞
- Gucci Mane BigWalkDog
- 1017 (Bah)
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1017 (Ayy)
Hey (Pablo, you crazy for this one, haha), hey
Hey, hey
When you poppin, every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Lookin at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil, come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin (Shh)
She always ate the ****, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I cant feel my body
But she aint gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)
Nah, she aint gettin shit outta none of these wallets
Broke down a boat just to smoke it about you
I aint even need me a plug, Im the whole damn socket
Came in, down-down, all these opps roadblockin
Sippin on Wocky, pour me a Roxie, know they gon watch me
Built for this shit, nigga, how they gon stop me?
I was just loadin up shit on the daily
I feel like fly, I dont need nobody
Big dawg, Im for real, I dont need co-signin (Skrrt)
Boy, get me Cat or a scat, no mileage (Skrrt)
See the one we from, we aint have no gun
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with Wop, know they dyin
Might just go to war from get a .20, make it shine
I aint never had shit, not a mother****in dime
Wop got me out the trenches, had murder on my mind (Wop)
And the plug just called, said thirty on the line (Uh)
Need a pill up inthe East and need a pill up in the West
He aint grab a two, then its on to the next
Thirteen, with my daddy, watchin niggas get finessed
On the first and the third, gettin everybody checked
Make em block the wood, you aint gettin everybody stretched
I done made it out, saw em met your **** nigga neck
Dont know what I want, new jacket for Patek (Flip)
When you poppin, every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Lookin at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil, come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin (Shh)
She always ate the ****, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I cant feel my body
But she aint gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah )
Lookin at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Bling)
Designer hit the mil, come straight from the trap (Yeah)
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin (Shh)
She always ate the ****, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy (Its Gucci)
Off a Percocet, I cant feel my body
But she aint gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Ha)
Cant nobody pop shit the way I pop it (Ha)
Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin ( Bling)
Say he got money, wah-wah, what happened? (Wah)
Signwith Gucci Mane, get rich, go platinum (Go, go)
I know the feds watchin, but 12 cant stop me (Stoppin)
The best came in, I pulled up with shoppin (Pulled up)
Pull up in a Dawn and the top still droppin (The Dawn)
They let me outta jail and the price still hoppin (Wop)
Cartel mailbox money so dirty, you could smell my money (Ah)
Im cool by my money if you only better pay my money
So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money
And I dont really need new friends
So please stop callin me 'twin,' dont say that shit again
You aint never killed no man
So you could never fit in my skin, its Big Gucci Mane
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Ha)
Lookin at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet
Designer hit the mil, come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin
She always ate the ****, but she still say it toxic
Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I cant feel my body
But she aint gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)
Same young nigga still post in the tree
On a plane with an opp, bout to go off in this shit
I dont even like flyin, cant move with a stick
Call my junkie out the junker, he could pull up with the stick
On the phone with him now, he gon pull up by six
Talkin bout tappin in, I aint tappin in shit
You aint tap in withme before a nigga rich
When my homie poppin Percocet, dawg sayin that he rich
Smokin weed, kick everybody, married in this *****
From the street, now a nigga really married to this shit
I was broke in a *****, now Im havin all the strip
Need blue cheese, sellin it, now add it to the mix
Went from new door with the crack stick, add it on the list
Glock.17, nothin added but a switch
Got this shit up out the mud, wouldnt hand it to a nigga
.40 lay with me a rat, they gon lay with me a killer
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