see you later - gucci mane lyrics
[intro: young thug]
mpa duke what up brodie?
ysl lifestyle know what i’m sayin’?
know what i’m talkin ’bout bro?
[chorus: young thug]
got introduced to this paper, told bro “see you later”
now it’s [?]
got ac’ all on my sprite
three-five stuffed in a garcia vegas
don’t think [?]
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
[verse 1: gucci mane]
chillin’ at the house with your spouse, rollin’ purple
go and give the p-ssy to a gangsta, worked her nerve up
took me ’bout a month, god d-mn, i d-mn near gave up
your boys wanna ball like the squad, n-gga save up
i was 14 mane, trappin’ off a pager
no i’m not from memphis mane, but pimpin’ kickin’ flavor
[?]
gucci man a business man, i’m tryna sell ten bricks today
ball like we the nba, f-ck what any n-gga say
my plug just came from tampa bay
the money in my hamper, bae
up and down the interstate with [?] all in my camper place
heroine in her baby pamper, she tryna get rich today
[chorus: young thug]
got introduced to this paper, told bro “see you later”
now it’s [?]
got ac’ all on my sprite
three-five stuffed in a garcia vegas
don’t think [?]
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
[verse 2: lil duke]
and i got that work, serve it to whoever want it
don’t buy the spot, real n-gga, you can earn it
i can handle what’s in front of me, show me my opponent
sleepin’ with that chopper, n-gga, i can never be lonely
play with thugger, man i’m shootin’ but i’m neighborhood lurkin’
now i’m speakin’ for the hood like a neighborhood spokesman
surrounded by them riches, them broke days is gone
now i’m on the private flights and i ain’t never home
told these hoes leave me ‘lone, i’m so in my zone
i keep that 32 right on [?] while i’m ridin’ home
it ain’t ever came to me, i always went and got it
young n-gga and i’m all about a f-ckin’ project
[chorus: young thug]
got introduced to this paper, told bro “see you later”
now it’s [?]
got ac’ all on my sprite
three-five stuffed in a garcia vegas
don’t think [?]
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
[verse 3: ysl]
i got them bands in my trunk…i just made a few cows
i been grinding all week, no sleep, i ain’t had enough
i never gave to that paper, got this location on map
that’s why i don’t beat it, n-gga, too much money in my way
i got all this d-mn bank now i be feeling just like chase
[?]
[chorus: young thug]
got introduced to this paper, told bro “see you later”
now it’s [?]
got ac’ all on my sprite
three-five stuffed in a garcia vegas
don’t think [?]
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
i got pies, i make ‘em like i’m anita, i’m a baker
i got green by the acre, i’ll serve you like a waiter
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