Gucci Mane - What Kinda King? (I Smell p**y) (T.I. Diss) lyrics

Yeaaaahhhhh, p**y, ok it's a war right now p**y, I know you a p**y though Fake a** n***a, snack cake a** n***a n***a it's Gucci n***a, you know how I rock n***a You know this sh** real over here n***a Stupid diamonds n***a, that's all I talk about n***a We So Icey, p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y n***a you a p**y, aww man, n***a p**y shawty (East Atlanta stand up n***a) [Verse 1:] What kinda king do a birthday bash in the middle of the summer with some f**ing leather pants? What kinda n***a skeet in a s*ut b**h that every rapper hit, s** everybody dick? What kinda king try to spark up beef then apologize for it on national T.V.? It's the best homeboy trynna be so hard I'm a grown a** man you a lil bitty boy What street n***a wear a three piece suit with cuff-links, ties and double back shoes? Say it ain't so, nah say it ain't you b**h n***a I be on Bankhead more than you do I'm a East Atlanta hard head respect my crew And respect my grind b**h we gotta eat too Say you gotta click of fools, all my goons well paid I'm a So Icey boss, all the soldiers well trained [Interlude] It's Gucci n***a!! What it do? East Atlanta, that's round 1 baby I got you, I got this lightweight man Featherweight a** n***a man f** wrong with this n***a? Lil p**y a** boy, you a p**y n***a p**y a** [Verse 2:] What kinda n***a post a hundred thousand bail Same day his album drop, man they let him out his cell What kinda n***a don't need no deal No money no cars just to show he real What kinda n***a is you, you lil lizard lip Lil junior aka the monkey in the middle TIP tell TI to step it up a little Cause the boy too little and his bones to brittle Biaatch! say it just like Short Napoleon complex cause he so short Gotta pot gotta fork got some back up in New York I'm a So Icey judge p**y let's hold court [Interlude] Yeaaaaahhhh Bleh bleh bleh bleh Throw up on the track on this p**y n***a Awww man, you get stupid on that one Real stupid on that one Waka ... [Verse 3:] The king wanna battle me, p**y wanna handle me Schizophrenic child with a split personality TI will you please tell TIP, I got a new 40 with a 30 round clip When I see him and he move I'm a shot him off the rip Trynna spark rap beef that's how people get k**ed Gucci bigger than him, the fight not fair We can start it over here, but we can end it over there I'm in Magic City shawty see me swang in the chair Yeahhh, it's Gucci Mane La Flare Up in Magic City shawty see me swag in the chair Yeahhh, it's some pussies over there Gucci [Outro] Yeaaahhhh p**y, p**y, snack cake, snack cake Deer meat, deer meat, sweet a** n***a You're like motherf**ing deer meat, n***a you sweet n***a Better yet you're like bear meat, cause you're not tough n***a Get a little, little little fork, little knife cut this little beef up Eat this little beef Gucci