Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Pillz (Rome Fortune Remix) lyrics

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(Intro)

We comin' to the club

Got the choppas on deck

And the yappers on deck

(Hook)

Mac Bre-Z: Is ya rollin' (repeat 3 times)

Gucci: Bitch, I might be (repeat 3 times)

Mac Bre-Z: Girl, he geeked up (repeat 3 times)

Gucci: Bitch, I might be (repeat 3 times)

Yeeaaaaahhh!

(Verse)

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 Im lookin for that action

Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin

Ridin in my drop but I dont know where Im 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 im really really trippin

went to the strip club and request that im da man

The next thing you know I was throwin rubberbands

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Shawty tellin me she aint neva suck no dick

Neva took a 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

When dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans

I dont pay her but I still keep that thrax on me

Imma the 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 hoodman 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

(Hook)

(Outro)

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 [...]

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