Gucci Mane - M.W.Z.C lyrics

DJ SCREAM [Hook X2] Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke [Verse 1] Extendos f** that reload (Bow) Lock and load till the block explode (f**er) Can't wait man they got to go (Ah!) We shooting back they got to know (Boom) Campaign still champagne (Squad) They b**hes expect in this red rain (Ahaha) 10-90 so red crew (woo!) Disrespect who? I wish you would (Squad!) Thugged and we smoked good (you know!) Stainless top on my rose hood (uh!) Hang a n***a no rose wood (f**er) I got 4 grams in this backwoods (squad) Throw his body in the backwoods (f** him) 'cause his body parts like the cartels (s**a) Choppa make him do cartwheels (boom [X10]) Say yo p**y a** on dummy bells You a lame n***a You the s**a type (s**er) Sellin weed and we sellin white (f**er) I'm dime on i'm really right (uh) Checkin up P's Yellin' f** life Fo' life Four ounces that's dirty spice Chill done ice Rich as hell off rap, n***a Shippin' my own packs, n***a! [Hook X2] Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke (it's Gucci!) Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] God too many b**hes call and gotta keep it on the charger n***a keep on hatin'; imma load up my revolver 6's: they want 50, that's why I put them on the charger Take these rappers to the hood like a fish out the water (n***as never cross because Gucci a double crosser) Used to run some valium just like me know at Tha Carter A street n***a turned industry that's where the n***a lost me Hold my rollie up cause there two bricks is what it cost I had a bottom b**h was bossy too; I put her on the molly And my bank account so pregnant and my pocket need pilates People think i'm crazy cause I keep buying Ferraris I'm in that brand new Bentley, b**h It cost be about three Maseratis (it's Gucci) Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke [Verse 3] Xanax have a n***a head sleep Mesha sofa Mollies quicker picker upper f** with no rubber Stuck my dick in her mouth She blew me like a whistle My friend lick my balls Shot nut like a pistol Ballin' so crazy think I need an agent White girl doin' it white girl Caucasian Sellin' legal product; Put you on the open cages Back to school? Be a doctor? I ain't got no patience Fast money Fast cars I'm in fifth gear Ten shots at your table 25ths over here Yo plug from another hood? Mine from mexico XR, high as hell I got gas, fourty-lo Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke M-mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Z-zans, Coke Mollies, Weed, Zans, Coke