patners (outro) - gucci mane lyrics
[verse 1:]
i just float around, no gravity
talk sweet sh*t, got a cavity
these hoes call me your magisty
i done k!lled your b*tch, it’s a tragity
brick squad’s my fakelty
i’m a multimillionaire actually
didn’t get it overnight though, stacked my paper up gradually
i got these haters mad at me
tell the truth i’m mad at me
all the time i done lost, all the millions i done lost
going hard is my plan a
i ain’t really got no plan b
dirty mouth from the dirty south, so they say it’s hard to understand me
my closet look like lenox mall
i got more kicks than jet lee
brooce lee and jacky chan, and chuck noris and mr. t
i see dope for the [?]
got that kush strong, i need a zip for it
i’m a [?] with tz
got that good lean, i need a sip of it
[chorus:]
i’m feeling kind of sick, i need to see the doctor
with my homie [?] that’s my drinking partner
lying in the car with a couple choppers
with my homie mo joe, that’s my smoking partner
i’m higher than a cloud, i don’t wanna be bothered
with my partner waka, that’s my rolling partner
call my n*gga wooh, that’s my gambling partner
i’m higher than a cloud, i don’t wanna be bothered
[verse 2:]
higher than a cloud, i don’t wanna be bothered
leaving from the club, i don’t wanna be folloed
that’s your girl, oh that’s your wife, well tell your girl that i wanna be swalloed
popped 2 pills, my n*gga i’m rollin
i can’t ly, i don’t wanna be chosen
all these hoes and all this ice
and all this sh*t, my n*gga i’m frozen
all this cash done got me limpin
if i wasn’t rapping, i’d be pimping
if a n*gga was to take my main b*tch
i can’t even ly, i wouldn’t be trippin
pull your girl, now i got her strippin
break up with you, now she got you tippin
[?] but i’m still not slippin
middle finger up to [?]
selling dope, that’s my dessision
when i go to prison [?]
me and my homeboy water whippin
[?] all in my kitchen
bad hoes ask for my permition
when you talk, them hoes don’t listen
800 million that’s my vision
i got birds, n*gga i sell pidgens
[chorus:]
i’m feeling kind of sick, i need to see the doctor
with my homie [?] that’s my drinking partner
lying in the car with a couple choppers
with my homie mo joe, that’s my smoking partner
i’m higher than a cloud, i don’t wanna be bothered
with my partner waka, that’s my rolling partner
call my n*gga wooh, that’s my gambling partner
i’m higher than a cloud, i don’t wanna be bothered
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