Again

[Intro] Nigga, turn up It's GuWop Trap house bunkin' Trap house mansion Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga We got London on da Track [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm pourin' fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it Nigga, it's a gangsta party, why fuck is you in it? Head bust a microwave, shit, didn't take him two minutes You know that there's some straps in the club, they let my crew in I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin'? We thirty deep, we come from the streets, nigga, we mobbin' [Hook: Young Thug] (It's Guwop), again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin' that Guwop, again That's my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin' your hoe up baby, again And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby Pull up and pour it I'mma go gold, let you know it I got gold on my rollie And I'm real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil' boy Money long like a sock with some shorts [Verse 2: Young Thug] My bitch white and she brown like port Ed-umacation abort, bookin' these dorks I jumped off the porch and went north Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics YSL hardbody, I got 'bout 20 chickens in the lobby, baby Ride It, ride It Kawasaki, saki I don't speak english I fuck that mouth, on the secret I'm the big homie, I'm leakin' Stick to the streets like I'm cement I don't need no change, you can keep it I don't want your verse on my remix No panties she my secret Got a hunnid bands on me I'm cheesin' This the sequel, lookin' down like an eagle [Hook: Young Thug] (It's Guwop), again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin' that Guwop, again That's my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin' your hoe, again Pay if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby (yeah again) Pull up and pour it I'mma go gold, let you know it I got gold on my rollie And I'm real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil' boy Money long like a sock with some shorts You mean that bitch, she is not a super[?] She is sucking, she is fucking [?] yeah, yeah