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Correct Gucci Plug Lyrics
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[Verse 1] This is heaven I swear, send the devil my prayers Look hoe I’m showing my ass, that mean I’m never embarrassed Everything is bout business I feel like Erick and Parish Quite bored with the games, back to checking you squares This that murda murda, aye send my best wishes The games a dirty hoe, a well-dressed mistress My blood cuz said I blew up am I set tripping Cause when you popping, bitches talk they even text different Such a fresh prince, Will Smith and Wesson I’m so fucking sharp, could stick some shit to tetanus Okay the ice on chill but shit my life is Netflix I came and took they spot when the argued who the best was Okay it’s Nicky baby, I park the Benz on the curb I ain’t have no excuses I had to make that shit work Go head and drool on it baby, I been dripping since birth ‘Cause when shit ain’t that sunny I throw that shit in reverse I’m gone! [D.R.A.M. - Hook] I just had to run it back When I ran into the cash Think you wanna run away And go back to a sunny day And I don’t want no cloudy skies When I look into your eyes I see you feel the same Let’s go back to a sunny day [Verse 2] Me and hit in this bitch And my bitch got a bitch I ain’t giving em shit, only dinner and dick Tatt my name on your arm That mean you gave me your heart This the flow of the gods Here’s a verse from the psalms Swimming in this paper, let’s make the world move Expensive linen, switching women like girl groups Don’t make me pull up on you, I did my curls too Too many clown niggas, I let the world spoof You, life is a motherfucker but daddy’s back When I’m bucking get to ducking like Aflac Man these hoes outta pocket but still can have the sack Never indirect I’m at yo chest like the cabbage patch King, no it ain’t a thing that we won’t do for love Only in business I must remove the grudge Talk bout what them do but they don’t do enough Got you bleeding red for my green I need a Gucci plug, HA! [D.R.A.M. - Hook] I just had to run it back When I ran into the cash Think you wanna run away And go back to a sunny day And I don’t want no cloudy skies When I look into your eyes I see you feel the same Let’s go back to a sunny day
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