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Pyrex Pot

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  • 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 ****** 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 ******* 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
  • 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 ****** 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 ******* 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