Shawty Redd - Pyrex Pot lyrics

[Intro] Gucci Mane (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, Laflare (Big Cat, Laflare) Let's get it (let's get it) [Hook] Half a brick in a pyrex pot Tryin to make me a dope boy knot Two pounds and I'm like real big Stackin double see the n***a so big I gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up {*3X*} [Gucci Mane] Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a Trap-A-Thon Gucci Mane like Gotti I'm the Dapper Don Uhhhhh! Hundred G's in my Gucci bag So if you look at me wrong I'mma do yo' a** Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the bread and bu*ter Run trap, sell crack, n***a spread your hustle Uhh, pockets fatter than Oprah Winfrey Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the f**in century Uhh, iced out like Babe an' them I can sell mo' records than Shade an' them Uhh, Gucci Mane youse a co*ky fella I make it rain so you better get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on another level Clusters of diamonds and they brush together Uhh, why you talkin so much sh**? Yo b**h, cause I'm so rich [Hook] [Gucci Mane] Okay somethin white like Michael Jackson Bust the sh** out the rubber then I start to trappin Gucci Mane got the lone ticket Run stack for the midget n***a f** with me, uhh Shawty say he short a couple stacks The diamond chain on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' money short like Spud Webb Bend down n***a broke n***a need help, uhh My money talkin like Dikembe Gucci Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh Phone don't {?} C-D-S Still makin moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh All my shows better be whippin up J's keep the ash scrubs when we pick it up, uhh And me and Cad in a Hum-Vee Yellow diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh [Hook] [Gucci Mane] Gucci got a plug, for the square face Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard greens We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters mayne Gucci on the grind, catch me at the spot Got some c**aine jumpin out the damn pot Get some cool water, it's too damn hot All I want for Christmas is the dopeman knot Hustle harder, be smarter We gon' eat when I bring it out the water 36 O's, for the 17 Five for the drive, 17-5