Drumma Boy - Yelp lyrics

Chorus : Flex, s**, d** an money, cars, clothes & plenty of women , i got all ah that x2 Verse : Yo tell the truth young juice the truth Frenchie, Wooh and Flocka too So if ya wanna test my crew step Now by yo self boy you gone need help Desert eagle under my belt Mac 90 double clip or flare So icey all about our wealth Gucci mane I sign myself yo swag is kinda stale Sick flow i need ah ginger ale Undercover i think you Are twelve Long way Gucci cool as hell Before i had Ah job i had ah scale Chorus X2 Verse 2 : I'm so icey my timepiece is like wow Bling blow burr gucci mane, ooh child Million worth of j**elry on (bite down) I'm so turnt up Drama boy turn me down I think I see the clouds for real I'm on a jet now Them 26's Junkies please wipe it down Backseat of the phantom me and Waka have a pound Flyer than a eagle no I'm higher than an owl Birthday bash i might jump off in the crowd Gucci crew wild would ya'll please cut it down Calm down baby thats why I style Girls go wild on our tour bus wow Chorus X2 Verse 3 : Brick squad 1017 I hear Walk off in club and the fine women cheer Diamonds in my ear yeah, they crystal clear Money out the rear engine in the rear I wish my dick could see me here Put it down like she was here 15 diamond chains on, got your girlfriend saying BURR 7 busters on the grind got your girl like where your balls $250,000 homegirl thats my truck 60 bricks yeah thats my plug East Atlanta where I'm from College degree .....