- Gucci Mane Money Piling 歌詞
- Gucci Mane
- Hah, (hah) hah, woah, (woah) wop, woo, hoo, hah
Its Gucci, its Gucci, hah
This is what eight figures look like
Kids wanna be like Gucci, give a fuck about Mike
Hmm, this is what your bitch look like
When you make
Two hundred thousand dollars cash one night
This is what your wrist look like
When you sold so many bricks
That your fit turn white
That shit that you can step on twice
If youve never been a snitch
This what your rep look like
And this is what your house look like
When you built it from the ground
Paid that ten mil price, ayy
And this is what a king look like
Got a queen on your team
This what the ring look like (brrr, brrr)
This is what a dream look like
If youre hating tell me
What your self esteem look like, huh
Ex-dealer but I left that life
I cant even remember what a triple-beam look like
Guwop how much you pay for
That Patek Phillipe? (hundred thousand)
Pretty please get them broke niggas
Way from me (hundred thousand)
I dont want no bitch
To fuck with me for free (whats a thousand?)
You know a rich nigga
Cant fuck no ho for free (whats a thousand?)
I just made five hundred thousand
In my sleep (five hundred thousand)
Money comin
I think its in love with me(five hundred thousand)
Im the club throwin money
On the freaks (money piling)
It aint bout money
Then no need for us to speak (money piling)
Long pipes, big rims, baby thats my life
When Ipull up to the club better stash your wife
Hear a lot of haters talkin
They aint bout that life
2017, nigga I done boost the price
Two shows one day, I done switched the ice
Gettin head on a PJ, its an all night flight
Call Forbes, tell them niggas what that list look like
Cause if Guwop aint on that bitch
Then that list not right
I dropped the top
So I could show her what the sky look like
Besides the nigga drivin
Theres not a star in sight
I just might pull up
Pop a wheelie on an all- chrome bike
Bought a diamond grill from my dog
Told him to bark, dont bite
Guwop how much you pay for
That Patek Phillipe? (hundred thousand)
Pretty please get them broke niggas
Way from me (hundred thousand)
I dont want no bitch
To fuck with me for free (whats a thousand?)
You know a rich nigga
Cant fuck no ho for free (whats a thousand?)
I just made five hundred thousand
In my sleep (five hundred thousand)
Money comin
I think its in love with me(five hundred thousand)
Im the club throwin money
On the freaks (money piling)
It aint bout money
Then no need for us to speak (money piling), hah
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