Gucci Mane Ft. Birdman - Mouth Full Of Gold | Текст песни

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• Gucci Mane Ft. Birdman
• Mouth Full Of Gold

Please pardon me but I'm passin' gas
To my entourage, no gas masks
I'm in my old school with the Georgia tag
With my Georgia ass and my red flag

I'm G'd up from the feet up
In my black van with my feet up
And the blinds down and the beat up
Short, bad bitch with the seat up

You know me from the old me
On Jone's screen with the scrape D
I was low key, at HD
Now I'm 3D, come face me

I went toe to toe with the best of 'em
I bust shots at the rest of 'em
Don't test me, no tester
I rape you like Chester

I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga
You a cornball ball, so snitch ass nigger
Work to the game feel some to the fame
Run up on me in a ditch quick, nigga

I'ma tell you twice, 'cause it's Gucci two times
Fuck your clique and fuck your wife
If you got drama, nigga, you can meet me outside
Get your head bust wide for your old man's pride

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Platinum in my mouth, bitch, shoot you in your face, shit
Uptown gangsta, bitch, hundred million dollar shit
All this money ain't shit, livin' how we live it, bitch
Redid my grill, nigga, platinum to that gold shit

High price, high life, do this shit every night
Shoot the dice, pay the price, priceless when we roll them dice
Get it how we get it, bitch, flip that nigga been flippin' them bricks
Five hundred thangs, me and Gucci gonna split that shit

Fifty in banana clips, twist someone we split your shit
Brand new Ferraris, Bugattis when we shinin', bitch
Love rich gang nigga, we got them rangs, nigga
Flippin' them thangs, nigga, ready to bang, nigga

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold, with a mouth full of gold

I wear red shoes in my black car
I'm talkin' slick like a rap star
I'm walkin' slick like a trap star
Rich young G with gold teeth

A triple black cat just crossed my path
But it's a four door Jaguar
They put me in this game
I put you lames back at the snack bar

I'm black as hell but I'm rich as well
Got three dime pieces at the hotel
I'm goin' hard, they blowin' hard
I'm strapped up, no body guards

I pull your card, told you disregard
I'm goin' dumb but I'm thinkin' smart
But if you try my squad, I'll hide the body parts
Then send a shout out to boulevard

Then send a shout out to bank head
Got to give a salute to Calmiton
And I pull up in that yellow thing
Fat pocket like I just bee

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