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点击复制Homeboy On A Shirt (feat. Gucci Mane) (Explicit) - K Shiday/Enchanting/Gucci Mane
Lyrics by：Kierra Shiday/Channing Nicole Larry/Anthony Germaine White/Radric Davis
Wop
Huh
Redid my grill in July that b***h
Like fourth of July d**n
Fly emirates to Dubai might just stay fly
The new fives yup
I put your pop on fox five pop
Mr 11 alive
My hood bang b's like a hive wow
They might shoot dice with your life
It's suicide you try gucci it's gucci
You must be stupid or high huh
You must be death struck or depressed
'Cause you know you gonna die pow pow
I'm an ape out a cage I'ma die of old age wow
N***a this me I'm so paid
I get 'em whacked on the stage shh
Get him stripped in the studio
Like a ho on the stage go go
Gucci mane and 1017
We got the crowd in a rage
Mr moreland avenue
I trick your boy at the blaze guwop
That was back in the day
But I'm still stuck in my ways it's gucci
We put your homeboy on a shirt
We gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n***a in the dirt
And I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from
You get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church
Smoke a opp like he was purp' it's gucci
We put your homeboy on a shirt
We gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n***a in the dirt
And I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from
You get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church
Smoke a opp like he was purp'
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide ah
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide ah
Say I stop the clock release the shocks
I'm '90s baby crater rock woo
Forgot to hold myself we pick it up
I can't control myself uh uh
It's bad that I'm the b***h who with the s**t
I know the hurt they felt
Diamond grills come from the field
You know my young n***as be holdin' that
Take one take one take two
They feelin' blue got benji flippin' benjicoot who
And he be playin' peek-a-boo
I see you n***a look at you
I'm so icy in the Summer
I'm so icy in the Winter brr
I'm so icy like a comma
1017 in all black sprinters skrrt
Know I only f**k with winners
Ayy vc learnin' straight beginner uh
I'm a cold-hearted b***h uh
Hurt your feelings got you pissed uh
Suck your soul snatch your kids
Have you runnin' slit your wrists
Ain't no tellin' when I'm lit
I bust your head down with your sticks
We put your homeboy on a shirt
We gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n***a in the dirt
And I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from
You get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church
Smoke a opp like he was purp' it's gucci
We put your homeboy on a shirt
We gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n***a in the dirt
And I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from
You get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church
Smoke a opp like he was purp'
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide ah
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide ah