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Lawnmower Man

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  • 作曲 : Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    Don't let yo' mouth write a check that yo' ass can't cash
    I'm the lawnmower man and yo' ass is grass
    Gucci Mane make a ***** wear a *****t bag
    Actin bad like a kid at
    Six Flags
    I'll send some slugs at yo' ***** ass
    In my hood ain't no love for yo' ***** ass
    Fifty pounds in the trash bag
    Anybody move then that ***** gettin blast at
    Hit a lick for 'bout fifty stacks
    *****z trippin talkin 'bout
    Gucci bring the money back
    Half a brick and
    I'm breakin that
    I'm in the trap where the junkies at
    I'm gettin fat, ***** a jumpin jack
    Zay' drop a track the whole industry be jockin that
    I'll put a hole in your stocking cap
    Work ya like a ***** at the
    Body Tap I stay strapped, blow you off the map
    *****z hate behind my back, but when they see me give me dap [Chorus]
    Uhhhh... I'm from the hood
    I'll punch your lights out
    I took your jewelry, now
    I'm iced out (icy icy)
    Gucci Mane got that 'caine in
    I swear I never tuck my chain in
    You just a thug gettin traded
    I'm a thug entertainin
    Really I'm a street *****
    That chopper on the seat, *****
    All ready for that beef, *****
    Yo, Gucci gotta eat, *****
    I guess I'll see you when
    I see you *****
    I wouldn't wanna be you *****
    Now ain't that like a *****
    Tryin to sound like a *****
    A lover not a fighter *****
    But let me see yo' lighter ***** [Chorus]
    You see the bracelet on my arm, my necklace, my charm
    I'm dangerous and armed with grenades and bombs
    Y'all done slumped out with tons of ones
    In tha club puttin on like "I'm Dapper Don"
    Yours truly, young
    Gucci all
    I do is hustle hard
    Never had credit but used my 2000
    Mastercard
    Grimy and gritty, hotter than cookin with lard
    Gucci Mane on the block again and
    I'm cookin ya boys
    It's that grown man *****t, ***** bring all the toys
    When I snap they'll have to call the lieutenant and sarge
    Bring the whole entourage, see she thinkin you hard
    And watch how quick
    I load the chopper bullets you gotta dodge
    Uhhh... Gucci
    Mane on the track *****
    Zaytoven on the track *****
    Big Cat, Laflare *****
    I'm the lawnmower man, ***** [Chorus]
  • 作曲 : Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    Don't let yo' mouth write a check that yo' ass can't cash
    I'm the lawnmower man and yo' ass is grass
    Gucci Mane make a ***** wear a *****t bag
    Actin bad like a kid at
    Six Flags
    I'll send some slugs at yo' ***** ass
    In my hood ain't no love for yo' ***** ass
    Fifty pounds in the trash bag
    Anybody move then that ***** gettin blast at
    Hit a lick for 'bout fifty stacks
    *****z trippin talkin 'bout
    Gucci bring the money back
    Half a brick and
    I'm breakin that
    I'm in the trap where the junkies at
    I'm gettin fat, ***** a jumpin jack
    Zay' drop a track the whole industry be jockin that
    I'll put a hole in your stocking cap
    Work ya like a ***** at the
    Body Tap I stay strapped, blow you off the map
    *****z hate behind my back, but when they see me give me dap [Chorus]
    Uhhhh... I'm from the hood
    I'll punch your lights out
    I took your jewelry, now
    I'm iced out (icy icy)
    Gucci Mane got that 'caine in
    I swear I never tuck my chain in
    You just a thug gettin traded
    I'm a thug entertainin
    Really I'm a street *****
    That chopper on the seat, *****
    All ready for that beef, *****
    Yo, Gucci gotta eat, *****
    I guess I'll see you when
    I see you *****
    I wouldn't wanna be you *****
    Now ain't that like a *****
    Tryin to sound like a *****
    A lover not a fighter *****
    But let me see yo' lighter ***** [Chorus]
    You see the bracelet on my arm, my necklace, my charm
    I'm dangerous and armed with grenades and bombs
    Y'all done slumped out with tons of ones
    In tha club puttin on like "I'm Dapper Don"
    Yours truly, young
    Gucci all
    I do is hustle hard
    Never had credit but used my 2000
    Mastercard
    Grimy and gritty, hotter than cookin with lard
    Gucci Mane on the block again and
    I'm cookin ya boys
    It's that grown man *****t, ***** bring all the toys
    When I snap they'll have to call the lieutenant and sarge
    Bring the whole entourage, see she thinkin you hard
    And watch how quick
    I load the chopper bullets you gotta dodge
    Uhhh... Gucci
    Mane on the track *****
    Zaytoven on the track *****
    Big Cat, Laflare *****
    I'm the lawnmower man, ***** [Chorus]