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pillz (got now remix) - gucci mane lyrics

[chorus: mac bre*z & gucci mane]
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
yeah

[verse 1: gucci mane]
east atlanta slum man is where i come from
pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
now everything was gravy ’til yo’ b*tch came in
’bout the same time that that thang kicked in
now she ain’t really pretty but she got a nice body
i’m geeked up thinkin this buffie the body
ain’t yo’ name lil’ trina? cause you look like janet jackson
i’m off three double stacks and i’m lookin’ for that action
gucci mane, you stupid man i love the way you flowin
ridin’ in my drop but i don’t know where i’m goin’
on two eighty five i keep ridin’ in a circle
the inside of my ride smellin’ like a pound of purple
“gucci, show time!” give me five mo’ minutes
and a cold orange juice, cause i’m really really trippin’
went to the strip club and requested “i’m da man”
the next thing you know i was throwin’ rubber bands
[chorus: mac bre*z & gucci mane]
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
yeah

[verse 2: gucci mane]
shawty tellin me she ain’t neva suck no d*ck
neva took a pill or neva ate a b*tch
you a lie but i ain’t gonna get upset right now
but i wish i had a lie detector test right now
you say you married, well b*tch you might be
but i bet your husband ain’t icy like me
she stand on b.c. in my ashy black tee
with them dopeman nikes and them jordache jeans
i don’t pay her but i still keep that thrax on me
i’m the sh*t in east atlanta baby ask about me
pop one pop two two halves that’s three
ain’t no waffle house baby, h*ll i can’t eat
gucci hood like your hoodman he’s so extreme
wearing dolce’s in the club cause you know the boy geeked
drop the top on that thang let you see my seats
we’ve been rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, we ain’t slept in weeks
[chorus: mac bre*z & gucci mane]
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
is you rollin’?
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
girl, he geeked up
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
b*tch, i might be
yeah

- gucci mane lyrics

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