Текст песни We Don't Luv Em (Remix) - HoodRich Pablo Juan , Gucci Mane

Ooh, yeah
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
It's a money set, you know what I'm saying?
Everybody getting money, nigga
Yeah, Pablo Juan

The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em

Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
Expensive glasses like I'm teaching class
Too fresh to take out the trash
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with assassins
I'm always laced with the fashion
Teacher gave me an F, that's fantastic
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing

Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbin'
I got the Louis V Supreme collabin'
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
Taking all my swag, I feel like your daddy
You a beggar, I'm a hustler
I'm the dealer, you the customer
Catch up, little nigga, I'm mustard
Smokin' the Backwoods, they coming from Russia

I ain't never really trust you
Knew I should've never trust you
You ain't real, you a buster
These niggas was always sus'
These niggas start snitching for nothing
These niggas wanna live by the gun
Guess what, you gon' get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton

The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting (huh?)
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em (go)

Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back (huh?)
Backwood smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back (huh?)
Bad bitch and her ass fat (yeah, wop)
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

If I come by it's tinted
Don't test the water chilly
My pinky a quarter ticket
Had to grind smart to get it
Limited 'xclusive edition
They waitin' in line to get it
Danny your time, I did it (huh?)
I didn't get a dime, a visit (no)

I been had the sauce, I'm drippin' (drip)
'Fore I had a pot to piss in
My car just lost the ceilin' (damn)
My girl just lost her feelin' (huh?)
Gucci getting richer than richy (it's Gucci)
Bitches say Gucci saddity
She just did her ass and her titties
Well skeet on her face 'cause she pretty (blegh)

I tell her, gone like the Road Runner
Might stash your phone number (wop)
Ho get the wrong number
I'm stacking all winter (huh?)
I'm stuntin' all summer (yeah)
And I need a grown woman (huh?)
'Cause I got grown money, wop (go)

The money go where I go (money)
Smoking on gelato (gelato)
Foreign car swerving, pothole (Pablo Juan)
Bad bitch, she from Chicago (yeah)
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting (she thick)
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em

Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it's fat (it's fat)
Dressing like I got a sack (ooh)
I pull up, jump out the back (back)
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch (hatch)
On the Xans, I might crash that (skrr)