Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Fifty Large lyrics

rate me

Ft. Strap Da Fool

(Intro)

We got London on the track

Yeah

(Hook)

Fifty large in a rubber band

Gucci cut the dough with his left hand

Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce

We let em fuckas bleaw when we pull up on behind

Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground

Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown (mud)

? 57 niggas want a ground

The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand

(Verse)

In the trap house, only big Gucci Guwop

50 scrowts in the bag, we got 10 Uzis

I got 3 cellphones, all my lines ringin

I got 4 chains on, VBS is blingin'

In the kitchen, water with me, pourin' on syrup

Hunid bands on a midget, she comin' on the third

Autumn Applegate(?) at the flirty out(?)

Rich nigga, but I still got a gold mouth

Racks on top of racks, nigga, I'm talkin' M's

Got ? niggas with scrouts, they shoot f and n's

Hit a COUNTRY boy, tell em wait in line

Get that cash by any means, juggin' all the time

(Hook)

Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)

Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)

Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)

We let em fuckas bleaw when we pull up on behind

Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground

Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown

? 57 niggas want a ground

The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand

(Verse 2)

And I ball so hard, friends say I shouldna done this

Spent 1 mill last year, yeah, on some dumb shit

Spent 2 mill last week, yeah, I'm havin' fun, bitch

Picture(?) million last year, I sign up my whole clique

Big 20 million in my life, I'm a rich ?

If I get it to you in a Greyhound, that's legit streets

Girlfriend, shandough fool, shit, real listed

Half a pint o' lean in the cup, yeah I pinched strip

Niggas say ? Travis stop the walk, got me twisted

Lil Darrel got retarded at the watch, like he skipped shit(?)

And ? what you sayn ain't the truth, yeah, I flipped it

Real with the real, forgery niggas shoulda peeped through

Niggas f&()in' on me, homie, fuck it, I can't keep a see-through

On designer, all type of bad, but yeah I'm sellin' cheap shit

Cheap worker, I root ? all day, I got em cheap ?

Louie shoes when I run up on em, check my feet, bitch

Belly boost soon as I hit up on em on that street shit

On my bessa, oh, she ferrocama(?) you should listen

Gucci pull on powder ship, then on em poposition

(Hook)

Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)

Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)

Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)

We let em fuckas bleaw when we pull up on behind

Smoke 100 gram, throw 100 ground

Throw a half a pint in the ocean crown

? 57 niggas want a ground

The flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand

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