Gucci Mane - Guwop Home lyrics

Mike Willy with me n***a Big Guwop home We no longer miss you, yeah I know Guwop home We all no longer miss you Dream, it's a young n***a dream, yeah Money talk like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah (Wop) I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans (It's Wizzop) n***a act so tough it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Old rich a** n***a, I got everything Rose gold watch, but my bottle pink gold Three red hoes walking round in red rose Can't stay the night I'm not the type to be on Skype, ho Wrote me off, said that I was gone, that was a typo Take a white girl out a trailer make her Iggy Take a black b**h outta Magic make her Nicki Pissy yellow Rollie, baby pissy in her feelings My young b**hes show respect they call me Mr. Millions Brown skin chick and she love to wear purple Her nails purple, lips purple, p**y hair purple Big titty Amazon in my black Benz I'm rich black man got a couple white friends Dream, it's a young n***a dream, yeah Money talk like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans n***a act so tough it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Old rich a** n***a, I got everything My teeth white like a toilet tissue Stop the cappin', boy you know you missing We hit the lobby then we saw you kissing Lil mama crazy she gon' try to k** you I got the weed, bring the molly with you I got the syrup, bring the Jolly Ranchers You talk to 12 we gon' off your body You tripping boy you need some knowledge in you Boss man from the 1248 For the clan, n***a 12, 40 plays Living good, everyday my birthday Pockets full of money, Master P, ay National bid day Free the Wop n***a, National Siblings Day Call the dentist day Pull up to the public, come and see the bae Run it up to the top Get out and ran it back to the top Flood your ear, your neck, your wrist, your fingers And put it all on rocks Say Guwop home and yeah it's official, grab some tissues What's wrong with you? Dream, it's a young n***a dream, yeah Money talk like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans n***a act so tough it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Old rich a** n***a, I got everything (It's Gucci) Big Guwop home We no longer miss you I know Guwop home We no longer miss you, hey I can't wait Run it up to the top Get it out and ran it back to the top Flood your ears, your neck, your wrist, your fingers And put it all on rocks Say Guwop home and yeah it's official, grab some tissues