Gucci Mane - Bullet Wound lyrics
rate mefeat. Lil Wayne & Young Scooter
Gucci Mane the player, millionaire but don’t get no cake
Tow my pistol anywhere, go to war with a grizzly brear
Break your house with your kids in there
Call the folks I had been in there
Aka my sig in up, drop top bitch was sellin dope
Your girl never crystal loubuittons so I bought her a pair
Really it’s not an affair cause she fucked a millionaire
Nighttime, where the cooler, fool
These fuck niggas with bullet wounds
Stitchin hangin out my breeches, you can see this from a distance
I got blunts in cruise with 30 clips
Fresh ass nigga with a dirty pistol
I’m the same nigga that fucked your sister
You so broke, can’t buy no pistol
I’ll buy your bitch, I’ll buy your life
Don’t know when but your mama miss you
Everyday I’m on drive nigga, never catch me in neutral
Ain’t doin nothing that you do first
We’ll loose you nigga not converse
It’ll be the concert of my convert, got the right player
But the wrong verse
I yella gold, I got rolls gold
I got pink dollars like starbucks
I don’t rehearse, I don’t plan first
That nigga strong hook, I call the wife first
[Hook]
Yella bong, but naked
If the pussy wet, eject it
Man al my hoes be actin like detectives
But I don’t give a fuck and if I did I would give it to you
That rainbow has 2 colors, rhythm and blues, yeah
I just hope for the time, my times only
Say we runnin out of time,
Tell that to a time bomb yeah
Then she kiss me on my bullet wound
Who are you? Cause motherfucker I’m me
Fucking right, and if she say she catching that nut
I throw it straight
I can’t believe this butter, go get my butter knife
Shoot a nigga twice in case he live a double life
Lil Tunchi, yeah
Shawty pussy wet, the top drippin wet
I live a double life, I got a stupid dumb chick
I do this shit that rappers do without a rub check
I shit on hoes and pull on foes, I got street respect
I hit you with that collar, you won’t live a double life
I hit you niggas last week so I got that double strike
Foreign bad bitch abd she fuckin on sight
I go hublos, I got rollies, I got ice on top of ice
[Hook]
Yella bong, but naked
If the pussy wet, eject it
Man al my hoes be actin like detectives
But I don’t give a fuck and if I did I would give it to you
That rainbow has 2 colors, rhythm and blues, yeah
I just hope for the time, my times only
Say we runnin out of time,
Tell that to a time bomb yeah
Then she kiss me on my bullet wound
Who are you? Cause motherfucker I’m me
Fucking right, and if she say she catching that nut
I throw it straight
I can’t believe this butter, go get my butter knife
Shoot a nigga twice in case he live a double life
Lil Tunchi, yeah.
