Gucci Mane - Drink Mud lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Drink Mud lyrics

[Chorus:] All my get money b**hes stand up All my trap n***as put your hands up Gucci man I'm so rubber band up And my car so clean it get a A+ Black Maybach with the red guts I'm a get money b**hes stand up All my trap n***as put your hands up Gucci man I'm so rubber band up And my car so clean it get a A+ Black Maybach with the red guts Yellow diamonds for you pretty red shluts Selling weed man I bring some more bud I'm a mud drinker b**h I drank mud [Verse 1:] Call it whip it and flip it and zip it and kush it Calling your girl like grammy the p**y I'm up in the kitchen and pick up a cookie You're boyfriends a rookie that's why he a p**y I'm f**ing you bad I don't care who be looking Stand on your porch and dare you to push me Choppers on duty you don't have to touch me I'm the boss and the boss gets all the glory Changing the game I'm remaining the same Buy new car I'm changing the pash Changing the motor and changing the goods Changing the gurgle's I'm pumping the pipe A K A I'm cracking the seal those don't know I'm tracking the train Thinking about money we thinking the same Fly's a bird and high's a plane Might hit the club in a black tuxedo Who hoes coming with his your man Galvino Beat flash who should look like torpedo Owe it to a nino, smoking on guido Might have a man but he not like me no Looking bald out to exterior On a boat way c**aine locreo He might get money but not like me no [Chorus:] All my get money b**hes stand up All my trap n***as put your hands up Gucci man I'm so rubber band up And my car so clean it get a A+ Black Maybach with the red guts Yellow diamonds for you pretty red shluts Selling weed man I bring some more bud I'm a mud drinker b**h I drank mud [Verse 2:] Positiong myself and kushin my wealth Hate no me that's best for your health Efin my wounds than efin my shoes Efin em show me, efin my bills n***as they envy, they just pretending Gla**es are empty and b**hes are friendly Asses are s**y and titties are pretty n***as are hold up and b**hes are silly Watches are quarter my chain is a milly I can't lie all my hoes are so deadly So I'm up on occasion than you think I was Diddi Cases and cases and cases of blunts Smoke like a hippie, drink like Britney Walking in the club JB whole with me Harder they try they can't get rid me Looking like I'm dreaming someone pinch me Two shooters right by, they're my henchmen Gucci then came all same songs keep them Left that hurt my people vibrating And the paper in the hood keep on ringing That lil chick that I met last weekend Laughing and leaving I'm working on leaning Swash or seed I could check on the season Freshen' the club making b**h stop creeping [Chorus:] All my get money b**hes stand up All my trap n***as put your hands up Gucci man I'm so rubber band up And my car so clean it get a A+ Black Maybach with the red guts Yellow diamonds for you pretty red shluts Selling weed man I bring some more bud I'm a mud drinker b**h I drank mud