Gucci Mane feat. Mac Bre Z - Pillz Lyrics

Lyrics Pillz - Gucci Mane



Yeah!
Gucci Mane is in the building!
So Icy Entertainment, Zaytoven on the track
We goin' to the club we got the
Choppers on deck and the yoppers on deck
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
East Atlanta slum man
Is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax
And put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy
Til your bitch came in
Bout the same time that that thang kicked in
Now she aint really pretty
But she got a nice body
Im geeked up
Thinkin this Buffie The Body
Aint your name lil Trina
Cause you look like Janet Jackson
Im off three double stacks
And I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man
I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop
But I dont know where I'm goin
On two eighty five
I keep ridin in a circle
The inside of my ride
Smellin like a pound of purple
Gucci is your time
Give me five more minutes
And a cold orange juice
Cause I'm really really trippin
Went to the strip club
And requested I'm da man
The next thing you know
I was throwin rubberbands
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Shawty tellin me
She aint neva suck no dick
Neva took no pill
Or neva ate a bitch
You a lie
But I aint gonna get upset right now
But I wish I had a lie detector test
Right now
You say you marry
Well bitch you might be
But I bet your husband
Aint Icy like me
She stand on B.C.
In my ashy black tee
Wit dem dope man nikes
And dem Jordache jeans
I dont pay her
But I still keep that thrax on me
Imma shit in East Atlanta baby
Ask about me
Pop one
Pop two
Two halves thats three
Aint no waffle house baby
Hell I cant eat
Gucci hood like your hood man
Hes so extreme
Wearin doces in the club
Cause you kno the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang
Let you see my seats
We've been rollin rollin rollin
We aint slept in weeks
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Gucci Mane?
Nigga get your mind right
Order crys by the twelve
Like a case of budlight
Sell a Kush by the bails
So you kno my shit tight
Seven thirty in the mornin
On a all night flight
Im high like Fabo
Hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go
Like my name E-40
A rich rock star nigga
I'm gonna party
Got a party pack of pillz
Thats at least bout 40
Ill pour em in your hand
Like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pillz
Call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pillz
Man I'm so real
Three dollars for a pill
Thats a damn good deal
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Is you rollin'
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Bitch I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Ay wassup Gucci Mane.
Why you sweatin so hard?
Is you rollin or somethin.
Shit well baby I might be.
But got damn what is you doin?
You jockin a playa.
You ch-Chewy ova here right.
Look I aint K-Rab baby.
You know what I mean I'm not a piece of Bubblegum.
What I'm doin is not your business.
But matta of fact while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin?
Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress.
So do what you do iight.
Imma give you this hundred dollars.
Go get you what ever you drankin.
Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices,
Five crunk juices and we'll be straight how bout that.
And is you straight?
Is you single or is you marry.
Cause I might be,
Bitch I might be,
Bitch I might be,
Bitch I might be
YEEEAAAAAAAHHH



Writer(s): XAVIER L. DOTSON, XAVIER DOTSON, RADRIC DAVIS


Gucci Mane feat. Mac Bre Z - Hard to Kill
Album Hard to Kill
date of release
24-10-2006




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