Gucci Mane - Cant Walk lyrics

[Verse 1:] I told you grind and go hard, don't even play with the deal The b**h so fine I stay away from the chick Her a** so fat I gotta pay for the sh** No lies, she's so bad you take a trip with the b**h White girl in the bedroom pillow talk in this sh** Michael Jackson, chest of diamonds, moonwalk in this sh** She got some hips bigger than a hippopotamus ape Tryna put the dick all in yo esophagus babe She second week, oh get some barbs, I said let's eat on the way I'm tryna leave a good impression, b**h you're right on yo face She told me Gucci you a dog, I told her give me a break I'll take you anywhere you want except take you on a date [Hook:] Damn, damn, I swear these n***as in trouble Pockets so fat that I can't walk, walk I swear these b**hes in trouble So geek'd off that she can't talk, talk These diamonds got me so turnt up Yo b**h choosin me so how it's my fault, fault? She feelin us so she think that she so turnt up I told er get er sh** and get out my house [Verse 2:] Gucci Gucci, that's my motherf**in dog BSM, going hard, we be putting on Woo Da Kid thuggin like the '94 Pac 100 round drum, bug got 94 shots Diamonds got me turnt, yo b**h on my dick Everything squad baby, everything brick We be going hard n***a, we be on our sh** Brand new 40 with a stupid rubber grip I be on my grind, swear you n***as over with Brick Squad all foreign, we exposin sh** My pockets so dumb that I can't walk If we ain't speakin money then it ain't no need to talk, Squad! [Hook:] Damn, damn, I swear these n***as in trouble Pockets so fat that I can't walk, walk I swear these b**hes in trouble So geek'd off that she can't talk, talk These diamonds got me so turnt up Yo b**h choosin me so how it's my fault, fault? She feelin us so she think that she so turnt up I told er get er sh** and get out my house