Gucci Mane - Keys lyrics

[Verse One: Deniro Farrar] My n***a, I don't do push-ups, just pick-ups and drop-offs With a bad b**h, getting topped off, you try me and get knocked off For a whole brick of that white soft, get outlined in that white chalk Two bowls of loud for the Randy Moss, my n***as shoot, they don't never talk Jays run up to the car when I pull up, n***a ??? I cook up, n***a f** naw, ain't no hook up, n***a AK got your block shook up, n***a Yo' b**h on my meat, she gave me her door key Only known me for one week, now that's where my work be [Hook: Gucci Mane] Full of bad b**hes, y'all n***as and G's My enemies be on my dick, they look like groupies to me My bad, that's your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me? We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key [Verse Two: Gucci Mane] I seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of the three I told him count them bands up, I gotta sell me a key And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week I got the stupid and rich game a n***a ever done seen I got the kangaroo money, bout to jump off my jeans I call a hundred thousand dollars, I was just in my timbs NBA money, n***a, this just one of my rings You say your n***a gettin' money, that ain't no money to me [Hook] [Verse Three: Nacho Pica**o] Hopped up out the coffin, gold fangs like I'm Blackula Poked my b**h in the back and told her work the spatula Then I took a piss, I have farted, I have flatulence I be f**ing all these hoes, I don't practice abstinence Ask your friend, I'm masculine, the boppers keep on ha**lin' I'm Mexican on mescaline, stressin' him, crescent kid Pedestrians be steppin' in cause I don't look that threatenin' Baby-faced a**a**in, I throw tantrums, I be flashin' I get high 'fore I get dressed, does that mean that I'm high fashion? Self-esteem high, I be high when I be braggin' Breathin' like a dragon, beat him, leave him where he standin' Sniff that white, Susan Sarandon or that young Dakota Fanning [Hook] [Verse Four: Mack Shine] I been guappin' off this c**a so I'm choppin' up this yola If somebody try to take it then it's "Dame me pistola" I'm a rocker and a roller, there'll be problems when we show up We don't talk much we just blow up (we don't talk much we just blow up) Everybody 'round here know us for the way we keep it P Me and Nacho P be flavin', extra wavy in the sea Your homegirls won't give it up cause they gon' save that sh** for me To sum it up your motherf**ers is as basic as can be I don't care she with you tonight, the next day she'll be with me And you really should be payin' me, this game here isn't free You gon' say that sh** to her, why don't you say that sh** to me Just know I got them good hands from all this playing this key, boy [Hook]