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Once again I'm locked in with TP, We finna make a hit. I'm confident I'll never run out of money. They prayed that I fall but I kept it A hundred. Drop change on a bitch, girl this Bread on your bunny. And she fell back in Love with my dick in her stomach. These bitches be clumsy and nosy and rummage-y. Didn't eat before she start drinkin' she vomit-y. These niggas ain't eatin', they stomachs be Grumblin'. Claim that they fastin' but no it ain't Ramadan. He puttin' out music but nobody cares. He did a show but wasn't nobody there. Wanna be me but it's hard to be me. Known to put on some shit that wouldn't nobody Wear. My watch is icy I need a Moncler. If you run up you get done up right There. 2019 tried giving me a Grammy. In 2005 tried to give me the chair. Street nigga turned legal millionaire. I feel like a billion, one hell of a Feeling. She took a edible, say it's incredible. Took off her shirt and start showing her titties. Writers on strike and I know why they did It. Hollywood moguls be paying them pennies. AI can't write this, I'm Gucci with write 'cause AI done stay up all night in the trenches. I got a lick, is you coming or not? All this free money, they handing it out. I told my artist to stick to the script. They show love when you broke but they hate When you're hot. I get two, three hundred thousand A feature. I robbed a bank with no mask, It was legal. I took the cake and split It with my people. I dropped a classic then Came with a sequel. Before it was legal we Smoked like it's legal. Stood on the couch and Turned over the speakers. And my promo team was The neighborhood geeks. My first trap house album, Two naked shit eagles. Young nigga listen, go get You some money. This shit won't be easy and I'm being honest. They gon' tone down when they Think it ain't workin'. But when you pop out They gon' all be astonished. I'm confident I'll never run out of money. They prayed that I fall but I kept it A hundred. Drop change on a bitch, girl this Bread on your bunny. And she fell back in Love with my dick in her stomach. These bitches be clumsy and nosy and rummage-y. Didn't eat before she start drinkin' she vomit-y. These niggas ain't eatin', they stomachs be Grumblin'. Claim that they fastin' but no it ain't Ramadan. He puttin' out music but nobody cares. He did a show but wasn't nobody there. Wanna be me but it's hard to be me. Known to put on some shit that wouldn't nobody Wear. My watch is icy I need a Moncler. If you run up you get done up right There. 2019 tried giving me a Grammy. In 2005 tried to give me the chair. ATL, Georgia, one hell of a place. You come for vacation but leave on probation. The way she keep shakin' her ass with no Waist. Shit ain't a game, it ain't no recreation. Her booty keep clappin', a standing ovation. Told me to chill but I'm losing my patience. Push it like water and head is amazing. I'm smelling like money, she loving the fragrance. Please call me Gucci, better not call me Rachel. He signed the contract then flipped through the Pages. I fucked her and fell asleep, that shit Was crazy. The way she kept suckin' was making Me lazy. Call like three next so I'm calling Her Tracy. I made her dance so I'm calling Her Stacey. Fuck a rich nigga, you know that She braggin'. Her titties so perky, hell nah they Ain't saggin'. The mama look like she been draggin' A wagon. My homie so geeked, said his Megan A staggon. Her ex nigga broke, he a dud, He be crappin'. He make excuses but I make It happen. Started out trappin' but switched it to Rappin'. My bitch is a addict, addicted to fashion. I'm the one these niggas hate with a passion. My dog turned to snake, could've swore it was Magic. One hunnid
Gucci Mane — Stomach Grumbling
«Stomach Grumbling» — Gucci Mane. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:02.
