Gucci Mane & V-Nasty - Whip Appeal - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

18.11.2011

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[Intro: V-Nasty] White Brick Mob Brick Squad, White Girl Mob (x2) White Brick Mob, bitches [Hook: V-Nasty] Why we gotta kill shit? Me and Gucci talking real shit Cars on top of cars I'mma call it whip appeal, bitch Whip appeal, bitch Whip appeal, bitch Cars on top of cars I'mma call it whip appeal, bitch [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] No I'm not a scholar I'm drinking out the bottle Only fuck with models If she ain't dead fine than there ain't no need to holler Yeah, I'm a baller My swag through the roof And your girlfriend is the truth We got a room at the Ramada She don't want to be bothered You callin' like a father You actin' like a toddler You need a role model I'm Polo with the Prada I'm balling on you niggas like a Harlem Globetrotter I'm walking with a waddle You make believe niggas Harry Potter Amigo friends might recommend the whole enchilada Your girlfriend is a quitter You should spit or you saliva I'm Gucci Mane the mobster Not a jocker, not a blogger [Hook: V-Nasty] [Verse 2: V-Nasty] Gucci let's get 'em Got that AR chopper Come through the front door Left them at the doctor Now we up a hundred more bands, that's proper No need for a preacher Pray to me, I'll be your father Hide the young ones cause I'm coming for your daughter If you ain't selling pussy, I ain't gon' bother Got a pornstar, a ho, and a model In the club we do big shit Pop a hundred bottles We gettin' hoes wet They gon' need goggles They said get that gas So I'm on that full throttle If I had a dick, than I'd tell that bitch to swallow Thirty in my clip and I'm letting out hallows [Hook: V-Nasty] [Verse 3: P2theLA] LA Raiders Bo Jackson Making love to the money Oh I'm so passionate Hood stripes, Chuck Taylors, low khakis Scraping in that new V looking V-Nasty Selling snow in the winter I ain't cold yet That's why I'm an OG and I ain't Old yet South Central Murder Dubbs, Killer California Bend the wrong corner You'll be sicker than pneumonia Police told me to freeze And my watch to chill Whip the work into a SLS Whip Appeal Powder so fresh, I had to break the seal 96 and Wall Street Shit gets real [Hook: V-Nasty]
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