Song | Spanish Plug |
Artist | Gucci Mane |
Album | Trap-A-Thon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Davis, Dotson | |
When I see my plug this how | |
I talk to em | |
And when I serve my folks this how | |
I talk to em | |
When I'm with my dawgs this how | |
I talk to em | |
It's gucci mane la flar | |
I'm finna talk to em | |
My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars | |
Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo | |
Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio | |
I'm ese my friende you speak real good engles 600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no pussy | |
Ronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico | |
There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana | |
My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobsta, now a nigga owe him a million dollars, | |
Got me making 10 g's an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don't know the nigga then serve the dummy, | |
Serve the junkies then ride ashantis [Hook] | |
What's the bombaglats my trap-spot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls, | |
Jamaican mobsters, | |
I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly | |
Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can't dodge the red dot, smoking the lala, | |
Can't get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me ice-uh, | |
Step up your neckpiece, | |
I like your wife-uh, | |
I pack a rifle, | |
I love me life-uh, | |
Put up your hands before, | |
I put up my rifle. [Hook] | |
What's up nigga wut it do, | |
I'm good my nigga how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken | |
What it move? | |
Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain't 22's, still keep coke in inner tubes, | |
Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue, | |
Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it's you know who, | |
It's nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick | |
I can screw, paint change | |
And my diamonds too, trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I'm signing you, | |
I'm still the same nigga that be shining too, | |
Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I'm signing you, | |
I'm still the black nigga that be shining too bitch. |
zuo qu : Davis, Dotson | |
When I see my plug this how | |
I talk to em | |
And when I serve my folks this how | |
I talk to em | |
When I' m with my dawgs this how | |
I talk to em | |
It' s gucci mane la flar | |
I' m finna talk to em | |
My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars | |
Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo | |
Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio | |
I' m ese my friende you speak real good engles 600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no pussy | |
Ronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico | |
There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana | |
My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobsta, now a nigga owe him a million dollars, | |
Got me making 10 g' s an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don' t know the nigga then serve the dummy, | |
Serve the junkies then ride ashantis Hook | |
What' s the bombaglats my trapspot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls, | |
Jamaican mobsters, | |
I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly | |
Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can' t dodge the red dot, smoking the lala, | |
Can' t get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me iceuh, | |
Step up your neckpiece, | |
I like your wifeuh, | |
I pack a rifle, | |
I love me lifeuh, | |
Put up your hands before, | |
I put up my rifle. Hook | |
What' s up nigga wut it do, | |
I' m good my nigga how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken | |
What it move? | |
Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain' t 22' s, still keep coke in inner tubes, | |
Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue, | |
Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it' s you know who, | |
It' s nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick | |
I can screw, paint change | |
And my diamonds too, trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I' m signing you, | |
I' m still the same nigga that be shining too, | |
Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I' m signing you, | |
I' m still the black nigga that be shining too bitch. |
zuò qǔ : Davis, Dotson | |
When I see my plug this how | |
I talk to em | |
And when I serve my folks this how | |
I talk to em | |
When I' m with my dawgs this how | |
I talk to em | |
It' s gucci mane la flar | |
I' m finna talk to em | |
My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars | |
Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo | |
Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio | |
I' m ese my friende you speak real good engles 600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no pussy | |
Ronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico | |
There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana | |
My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobsta, now a nigga owe him a million dollars, | |
Got me making 10 g' s an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don' t know the nigga then serve the dummy, | |
Serve the junkies then ride ashantis Hook | |
What' s the bombaglats my trapspot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls, | |
Jamaican mobsters, | |
I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly | |
Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can' t dodge the red dot, smoking the lala, | |
Can' t get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me iceuh, | |
Step up your neckpiece, | |
I like your wifeuh, | |
I pack a rifle, | |
I love me lifeuh, | |
Put up your hands before, | |
I put up my rifle. Hook | |
What' s up nigga wut it do, | |
I' m good my nigga how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken | |
What it move? | |
Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain' t 22' s, still keep coke in inner tubes, | |
Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue, | |
Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it' s you know who, | |
It' s nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick | |
I can screw, paint change | |
And my diamonds too, trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I' m signing you, | |
I' m still the same nigga that be shining too, | |
Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, | |
If you a stubborn artist | |
I' m signing you, | |
I' m still the black nigga that be shining too bitch. |