Lil' Wayne - Gucci Gucci Freestyle lyrics

rate me

“One big room full of bad b*tches”

Fu got the weed, Marl got the gun

They say numbers don’t lie

B*tch, I’m not the one

Hammers in ya face, this is not a dream

And you get in every page in this magazine

Bumping UGK, talking about a murder

We roll a Dr. Jay and then we light that Julius Erving

I got pussy on the way and pussy on the way out

Life is a beach and these hoes trying to lay out

Tunechi, Tunechi, toaster, tooly

F*ck around and pop ya

My homies got that white girl

Call it Lady Gaga

Glock for Tini, nina colada

Suck, swallow, semen, saliva

I’m going at your collar

F*ck you hoe n*ggas!

Weezy go hard, you b*tches go figure

Diamonds in my teeth like I’m a f*cking dope dealer

You’re a dead man walking: Michael Jackson Thriller

I’m in one big room, full of bad b*tches..

(I’m in one big room, full of bad b*tches)

It goes: Tunechi, Tunechi

Toaster, tooly, f*ck around and pop ya

My homies got that white girl

Call it Lady Gaga

It goes: Tunechi, Tunechi

Toaster, tooly, f*ck around and pop ya

Back where I started on my set, in black

All chrome Glock looking like a platinum plaque

We don’t pack extra clips, we pack extra Gats

And all my hoes dirty like welcome mats

Til the wheels fall off: I can fix a flat

If you’re scared go to church and get a scripture tat

Guns the size of children, now don’t be childish

Be with wild-ass n*ggas and I am the wildest.

I’m a motherf*cker, call me Weezy baby

And on the end of the barrel I got a sweet potato

My life is a movie, I got a leading lady

My rooftop drop back like Tom Brady

I got the world in my hands, skateboard n’ my vans

And all my boys stay strapped like we live in Iran

I know what I can do, so b*tch I do what I can

Drop the Sorry 4 the Wait, man

I’m just saying..

I’m in one big room, full of bad b*tches, yeah

“One big room full of bad b*tches”

Tunechi baby!

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Thanks to adrianna