Текст песни Bugatti 2013 - T.I. , Ace Hood , Meek Mill , future , 2 Chainz , Wiz Khalifa
We
the
motherfuckin
best
nigga
Remix
motherfucker!
Ace
Hood!
This
the
remix!
I
come
looking
for
you
with
Haitians
I
stay
smoking
on
good
Jamaican
I
fuck
bitches
from
different
races
You
get
money
they
started
hating
(Turn
Up!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
(Remix!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
(Remix!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
(Remix!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
(Remix!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
(Remix!)
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
Tats
all
over
my
body
Gettin'
real
money,
niggas
still
hatin'
on
me
Man
y'all
need
a
new
hobby
Or
they
won't
talk
to
me,
what
they
gon'
say?
I
ball,
you
a
waterboy,
Bobby
Boucher
On
top,
toupée,
y'all
niggas
fruitcakes
I
don't
really
play
games
but
I
keep
2 K's
Dam,
Mr.
Hood
why
you
do
'em
like
that?
Pull
up
in
the
drop
with
the
ceiling
top
back
Couple
weeks
old,
"Bugatti"
done
went
gold
You
ain't
even
know,
I
deserve
that
plaque
We
the
best,
runnin'
every
summer
in
fact
July
16th
I'm
bringin'
the
real
back
Broward!
Pussy
I
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
Hold
up,
double
M
back
in
this
bitch
Walk
in
the
club
with
a
MAC
on
my
hip
Diamonds
look
like
niggas
be
snappin
a
flick
Ballin'
I
blow
fifty
racks
in
the
VIP
I
back
in
the
whip,
Maybach
with
your
bitch
A
new
Mussolini
in
back
of
the
six
I'm
shittin'
on
rappers,
these
rappers
is
sick
Cause
my
homies
got
whips
that
these
rappers
ain't
get
Cause
we
crackin'
them
bricks
and
I
package
the
zip
And
I'm
switchin'
my
flow,
I
spit
crack
in
this
bitch
And
I
been
hit
your
ho,
now
she
back
on
my
dick
But
I
get
to
the
dough
and
get
back
at
your
bitch
Like
hollup,
I
woke
up
in
Coon
new
Ferrari
With
all
my
motherfuckin'
jewelry
on
me
New
Aston
Martin
plus
a
Rolls
Royce
And
a
new
Ferrari,
that's
a
new
Bugatti
And
it's
paid
for
nigga
Got
racks,
stack
'em
up
like
Lego
nigga
I'm
a
motherfuckin'
G,
I
don't
play
with
no
nigga
Multi-millionaire
self-made
ho
nigga
H-U-S-T-L-E
gang
For
that,
in
God
we
trust,
we
bang
I'm
the
new
John
Gotti
in
a
new
Bugatti
I
got
a
few
young
hotties
wanna
get
shit
poppin'
Right,
put
it
in
the
light
Nigga
got
ice
but
it
don't
look
right
If
a
nigga
buy
a
brick
and
it
don't
cook
right
I'll
whip
that
shit
for
a
rack,
sit
tight
I
got
a
bag
full
of
tools
and
some
yay
to
move
And
all
I
want
is
money,
leave
the
fame
to
you
I
graduated
out
of
gladiator
school
So
all
I
know
is
go
like
I'm
trained
to
do
Right
now,
turn
my
Mazy
pedal
to
the
metal
I'm
ashin'
out
I
let
the
top
down
in
my
Phantom
drop
Blowin',
I'm
high
as
an
astronaut
When
you
see
me,
I'm
cashin'
out
Walked
into
Mercedes
bought
half
the
lot
You
keep
carrying
on,
you
getting
carried
out
Cause
I
don't
take
ass
whoopins,
just
pass
'em
out
Is
this
worth
getting
blasted
about?
No
forreal,
is
it
worth
getting
blasted
about?
Money
conversation
Get
so
high,
I
be
scrapin'
Got
my
eyes
like
a
Asian
In
my
ride,
like
I'm
racin'
In
the
sky,
like
a
plane
It's
Gang
or
die
Ain't
no
lames
up
in
my
circle
Ain't
no
ho
shit
in
my
eyes
Throwin'
money
in
the
air
Poppin'
bands
and
let
it
fly
Where
I'm
from,
you
come
up
short
Pull
that
thing
and
let
it
fly
You
know
me,
blow
so
much
dank,
think
I'm
Marley
Got
so
much
ink
on
my
body
Brought
so
much
drink
to
the
party
I
fell
asleep
and
woke
up
in
a
new
Bugatti
Fresh,
whips
Candy
on
that
money
dip
Five
hundred,
I'm
hood
rich
Put
in
work,
did
a
hundred
flips
Been
about
them
mansions
Stunna
island,
we
packin'
Rich
gang,
we
uptown
Nigga
hardbody
and
mackin'
Tool
on
that
back,
nigga
Money
and
that
power
Mansion
on
that
beach,
nigga
Blood
red
Bugatti
Versace
on
my
bitch,
nigga
Blow
a
mil'
like
it's
a
dollar
Stunt
Woke
up
with
the
crown
nigga
Serving
Bobby
Brown
nigga
Started
from
the
bottom
now
it's
Carter,
Nino
Brown
nigga
Take
my
spot
nigga
never
will
Now
I
know
how
'melo
feel
We
both
shooters
from
New
York
But
I
shown
nigga
how
the
metal
feel
Fidel
Castro
with
them
cuban
links
With
Mark
Cuban
where
them
Cubans
link
Excuse
My
French
nigga,
no
France
Hottest
new
niggas
in
ten
years
Coke
boy
deal
like
ten
M's
DJ
Khaled
up
in
there
Flow
hot
as
the
Mojave,
gimme
that
sloppy
shit
All
on
my
car
stick,
give
her
some
hundreds
she
did
Like
this,
I'mma
say
this
Fuck
it,
I'll
say
it
If
you
got
good
pussy
you
should
always
have
your
rent
paid
Choke
on
some
bands
if
I'm
not
mistaken
Add
up
my
outfit,
fashion
statement
This
the
school
of
hard
knocks,
graduation
I'm
sick
of
y'all
niggas
all
talkin'
crazy
Hottest
nigga
spittin'
and
they
can't
debate
it
I
didn't
really
know
2Pac
or
Big
But
know
the
beast
within'll
reincarnate
'em
Fuck
underrated,
I'm
constipated
I'm
shittin'
on
'em,
fuck
toilet
paper
You're
now
tuned
into
the
fuckin'
greatest
Ace
Hood,
congratulations
Say
name
one
nigga
that's
rockin'
with
him
Flow
like
a
hundred
round
choppa
nigga
Made
a
way
out
of
the
jungle
And
now
they
in
trouble,
I
used
to
be
humble
as
shit
Recently
flooded
my
neck
and
my
wrist
Tell
all
them
critics
to
suck
on
the
dick
Nigga
1 Err-Body
2 F*cks
3 G.D.O.D
4 Problems
5 Only Atlanta
6 Yeap
7 Chasing Me
8 Bugatti 2013
9 Blocka
10 All Gold Everything 2013
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