paroles de chanson Pocket Full of Money - Gucci Mane
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I′m
gon'
be
honest
I′m
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I'm
so
damn
dishonest
I'mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I′m
gon′
be
honest
I'm
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I′m
so
damn
dishonest
I'mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
Serve
deuces,
serve
ounces
My
trap
house
be
bouncin′
Your
baby
brother
got
a
bomb
from
me
Yellow
Ferrari,
its
a
bumblebee
Bitch
can't
get
a
crumb
from
me
If
a
nigga
wanna
hang
with
me,
gotta
shoot
a
firearm
for
me
Got
a
company,
[?]
off
a
quarter
key
Run
off
on
me
its
a
tragedy
Gold
masterpiece
like
I′m
Master
P
Wanna
sign
with
me,
wanna
rap
with
me
Then
you
first
you
gotta
be
a
trap
athelete
Get
your
whole
clique
killed
for
a
half
a
p
Industry
no
rapsody
In
my
hood
y'all
couldn't
last
a
week
My
young
niggas
bout
to
leave
out
the
Jeep
Earn
your
keep
Headshot
across
the
street
your
brains
leak
all
down
the
street
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I′m
gon′
be
honest
I'm
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I′m
so
damn
dishonest
I'mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I′m
gon'
be
honest
I′m
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I'm
so
damn
dishonest
I'mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
I′ma
pull
up
right
in
front
the
club
I
am
the
club,
I
run
the
club
Smokin′
on
this
cali
bud
Your
girlfriend
on
all
type
of
drugs
I
only
rock
designer
clothes
I
only
sell
designer
drugs
I'm
sellin
dope,
this
country
town
is
borin′
we
can't
find
a
club
Shoot
it
out
with
barney
guns
I
bet
I
pop
behind
the
club
My
young
niggas
hop
out
and
park
Bitch
you
standin′
right
by
the
club
50
shots
thats
not
enough,
200
shots
that
monkey
nuts
Gucci
Mane
got
monkey
nuts
I
bet
them
niggas
don't
try
us
Bricks
in
the
wall
are
hockey
dust
50
[?]
start
a
massacre
Pullin′
up
to
your
passenger,
then
shootin'
up
your
challenger
Nigga
see
me
textin'
you,
why
you
ain′t
answer
us
Better
go
hide
in
Canada,
make
em
beat
up
your
manager
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I′m
gon'
be
honest
I′m
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I'm
so
damn
dishonest
I′mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
I
got
a
pocket
full
of
money,
and
I'm
gon′
be
honest
I'm
a
leave
here
with
your
woman
Cause
I'm
so
damn
dishonest
I′mma
pull
up
to
the
club,
and
park
my
shit
in
front
of
it
I
need
a
bunch
of
condoms
cause
I
fuck
a
lot
of
hundreds
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