[Intro:]
We got London on the track
Yeah

[Hook:]
Fifty large in a rubber band
Gucci cut the dough with his left hand
Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce
We let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behind
Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground
Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown (mud)
? 57 ****as want a ground
The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand

[Verse:]
In the trap house, only big Gucci Guwop
50 scrowts in the bag, we got 10 Uzis
I got 3 cellphones, all my lines ringin
I got 4 chains on, vbs is blingin'
In the kitchen, water with me, pourin' on syrup
Hunid bands on a midget, she comin' on the third
Autumn Applegate[?] at the flirty out[?]
Rich ****a, but I still got a gold mouth
Racks on top of racks, ****a, I'm talkin' M's
Got? ****As with scrouts, they shoot f and n's
Hit a country boy, tell em wait in line
Get that cash by any means, juggin' all the time

[Hook:]
Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)
Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)
Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)
We let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behind
Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground
Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown
? 57 ****as want a ground
The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand

[Verse 2:]
And I ball so hard, friends say I shouldna done this
Spent 1 mill last year, yeah, on some dumb ****
Spent 2 mill last week, yeah, I'm havin' fun, ****
Picture[?] million last year, I sign up my whole clique
Big 20 million in my life, I'm a rich?
If I get it to you in a Greyhound, that's legit streets
Girlfriend, shandough fool, ****, real listed
Half a pint o' lean in the cup, yeah I pinched strip
****As say? Travis stop the walk, got me twisted
Lil Darrel got retarded at the watch, like he skipped ****[?]
And? What you sayn ain't the truth, yeah, I flipped it
Real with the real, forgery ****as shoulda peeped through
****As f&()in' on me, homie, ****it, I can't keep a see-through
On designer, all type of bad, but yeah I'm sellin' cheap ****
Cheap worker, I root? All day, I got em cheap?
Louie shoes when I run up on em, check my feet, ****
Belly boost soon as I hit up on em on that street ****
On my bessa, oh, she ferrocama[?] you should listen
Gucci pull on powder ship, then on em poposition

[Hook:]
Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)
Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)
Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)
We let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behind
Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground
Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown
? 57 ****as want a ground
The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand
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Fifty Large Lyrics

Gucci Mane – Fifty Large Lyrics