Song | Picture That |
Artist | Gucci Mane |
Album | Trap Back 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Radric Davis | |
作曲 : Radric Davis | |
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] | |
****in' round with Gucci it gone lead to an injuring | |
Treat ya like third period turn ya to history | |
Nigga say he did this but nigga's a mystery | |
I bet it sucks ya found out your favorite rapper's a sissy | |
This purple shit I'm sippin got them young niggas trippin' | |
He faking like he got a cough to get a prescription | |
You came to Atlanta but didn't ask my permission | |
You walked in normal but ya walked out with stitches | |
I'm Mister Nighttime I lose my mind with the bottles | |
At Ocean Prime at lunchtime eatin' steak with a model | |
Down south president like Jimmy Carter from Georgia | |
Hundred-thousand-dollar Charger parked at my headquarters | |
[Hook: Gucci Mane] | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out the Phantom, talkin' real mannish | |
Robin's Jeans saggin, bein' broke I can't imagine that | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out tha Rari, lookin' really handsome | |
Brick Squad going broke, I can't even fathom that | |
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] | |
They say a bird in the hand beats a bird in the bushes | |
But there's a killer in the bushes and your shooters are some pussies | |
Try to rob Gucci Mane, right plan wrong nigga | |
Tried to make it to the Ham, got pulled over Villa Rica | |
Leave your sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals | |
A scale, a bale, some bands and some scissors | |
And my money stretch longer than the Chattahoochee River | |
If its ten a key then I'm goin' to Chattanooga! | |
You say I know you like I knew you then why I do you like I do you | |
Bitch I flew here and you grew here | |
I'm not new here what's it to you? | |
I pour fours, and deuces, and drinks, and juices | |
Sell bales, and bricks, and blunts, and loosies | |
[Hook] |
zuo ci : Radric Davis | |
zuo qu : Radric Davis | |
Verse 1: Gucci Mane | |
in' round with Gucci it gone lead to an injuring | |
Treat ya like third period turn ya to history | |
Nigga say he did this but nigga' s a mystery | |
I bet it sucks ya found out your favorite rapper' s a sissy | |
This purple shit I' m sippin got them young niggas trippin' | |
He faking like he got a cough to get a prescription | |
You came to Atlanta but didn' t ask my permission | |
You walked in normal but ya walked out with stitches | |
I' m Mister Nighttime I lose my mind with the bottles | |
At Ocean Prime at lunchtime eatin' steak with a model | |
Down south president like Jimmy Carter from Georgia | |
Hundredthousanddollar Charger parked at my headquarters | |
Hook: Gucci Mane | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out the Phantom, talkin' real mannish | |
Robin' s Jeans saggin, bein' broke I can' t imagine that | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out tha Rari, lookin' really handsome | |
Brick Squad going broke, I can' t even fathom that | |
Verse 2: Gucci Mane | |
They say a bird in the hand beats a bird in the bushes | |
But there' s a killer in the bushes and your shooters are some pussies | |
Try to rob Gucci Mane, right plan wrong nigga | |
Tried to make it to the Ham, got pulled over Villa Rica | |
Leave your sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals | |
A scale, a bale, some bands and some scissors | |
And my money stretch longer than the Chattahoochee River | |
If its ten a key then I' m goin' to Chattanooga! | |
You say I know you like I knew you then why I do you like I do you | |
Bitch I flew here and you grew here | |
I' m not new here what' s it to you? | |
I pour fours, and deuces, and drinks, and juices | |
Sell bales, and bricks, and blunts, and loosies | |
Hook |
zuò cí : Radric Davis | |
zuò qǔ : Radric Davis | |
Verse 1: Gucci Mane | |
in' round with Gucci it gone lead to an injuring | |
Treat ya like third period turn ya to history | |
Nigga say he did this but nigga' s a mystery | |
I bet it sucks ya found out your favorite rapper' s a sissy | |
This purple shit I' m sippin got them young niggas trippin' | |
He faking like he got a cough to get a prescription | |
You came to Atlanta but didn' t ask my permission | |
You walked in normal but ya walked out with stitches | |
I' m Mister Nighttime I lose my mind with the bottles | |
At Ocean Prime at lunchtime eatin' steak with a model | |
Down south president like Jimmy Carter from Georgia | |
Hundredthousanddollar Charger parked at my headquarters | |
Hook: Gucci Mane | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out the Phantom, talkin' real mannish | |
Robin' s Jeans saggin, bein' broke I can' t imagine that | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga | |
Picture that, picture that, picture that | |
Jumpin' out tha Rari, lookin' really handsome | |
Brick Squad going broke, I can' t even fathom that | |
Verse 2: Gucci Mane | |
They say a bird in the hand beats a bird in the bushes | |
But there' s a killer in the bushes and your shooters are some pussies | |
Try to rob Gucci Mane, right plan wrong nigga | |
Tried to make it to the Ham, got pulled over Villa Rica | |
Leave your sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals | |
A scale, a bale, some bands and some scissors | |
And my money stretch longer than the Chattahoochee River | |
If its ten a key then I' m goin' to Chattanooga! | |
You say I know you like I knew you then why I do you like I do you | |
Bitch I flew here and you grew here | |
I' m not new here what' s it to you? | |
I pour fours, and deuces, and drinks, and juices | |
Sell bales, and bricks, and blunts, and loosies | |
Hook |