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madonna - gunna lyrics

[intro: gunna]
yeah
(run that back, turbo)
turbo, yeah
uhh, yeah
(playmakers)
yeah

[chorus: gunna]
swim like piranha, my b*tch like madonna
i told you young gunna, i keep it one hundred (woah)
i hit a l!ck, split it with my partner (woah)
she suck that d*ck, and l!ck all the cum up (woah)
i’m with the ‘vette, the z06 motor (skrt)
gucci my neck, it clear like magnolia
actavis and x, ain’t none of us sober (x)
actavis cup, my sh*t runneth over
[verse 1: gunna]
four and a fanta, i came from atlanta
my whips got the drip, i got glaze in the pana’
three hoes with me with that bag, feel like santa (yeah)
obsessed with that cash, why i got a vendetta (got a vendetta)
i done got rich, and i still ain’t no l!ck (yeah)
i ain’t screwed on no b*tch, put her on a propеller
mindin’ my money, i’m tryna look bettеr
can’t trade off my brother, we stayin’ together (stayin’ together)
iced out the glock, and that thing ’boutta pedal
twenty*two hundred, my givenchy sweater (my givenchy sweater)
i feel the love, i’m gettin’ this cheddar
these shows stackin’ up, i ain’t never gon’ let up (never gon’ let up)
[?] inside the margiela
i see your money as soon as you [?]
life is a game, don’t play with the devil (don’t play)
this a plain jane with ice in the bezel (ice in the)

[chorus: gunna & young jordan]
swim like piranha, my b*tch like madonna
i told you young gunna, i keep it one hundred (yeah)
i hit a l!ck, split it with my partner (woah)
she suck that d*ck, and l!ck all the cum up (woah)
i’m with the ‘vette, the z06 motor (skrt)
gucci my neck, it clear like magnolia (ooh, ooh)
actavis and x, ain’t none of us sober (ooh, ooh)
actavis cup, my sh*t runneth over (slatt, slatt, slatt)
[verse 2: young jordan]
bad boy slime and you know i stay solid (solid)
and i’m gon’ eat, i’m starvin’ (starvin’)
i got three hoes, they exotic (ooh)
and i just popped me a molly (pop it)
pull up and [?] park it (park it)
i wipe your nose, you can’t stop it (stop it)
lot of blues, they don’t fit in my wallet
i got some racks in my pocket
baby boy, i just started
hit a mil’ is the target
drive the foreign, it’s the ‘rari
fishtail, ain’t sayin’ sorry
fishtail, ain’t sayin’ sorry
so i’m hopin’ that you’re ready
[?] if you let me
give my bro they all [?]
go to penthouse or the telly
you never seen [?]
starter [?] like a [?]

- gunna lyrics

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