Young T & Bugsey - Hall Of Fame lyrics

(Quincy Tellem) [Chorus: Bugsey] Gucci on, we Gucci Mane Can't go halves wid him We didn't starve wid him, ee-yay Keep my hunchos in the safe See her jaw twitching Uh, she slopping me, ee-yay Pop it for me, ain't no shame Just don't fall for me Yeah, don't fall for me, ee-yay Crodie Crippin' all the way Yeah, no law wid him Uh, Crenshaw widdit, ee-yay Ayy, Quincy, run that back (Load it up!) [Verse 1: Bugsey] Listen, I just made some hunchos, made it acrobat Brand New Gucci, black on black (Uh-huh) I be running laps, you ain't gang, we add on tax (Uh-huh) She ain't here for chat fu*k me now, she arch her back (She arch It) L just stand on facts (Straight facts) Ayy, Dior Dior runners, bro, I stand on cash Who's your boy? I have to ask (Ahh) Watch that car keep driving past I met your chick, I had a blast Said she into art, I paint her face like Art Attack! [Chorus: Bugsey] Gucci on, we Gucci Mane (Ah, ah) Can't go halves wid him We didn't starve wid him, ee-yay Keep my hunchos in the safe (Keep it in a Box) See her jaw twitching Uh, she slopping me, ee-yay Pop it for me, ain't no shame (Pop it for Me, for me, for me) Just don't fall for me Yeah, don't fall for me, ee-yay Crodie Crippin' all the way Yeah, no law wid him Uh, Crenshaw widdit, ee-yay [Verse 2: Young T] Freezer on me Big boogers, hall of fame Ooh, she calling me Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay Ah, ah, fickle on me You take your love away The crab is coco baked I'm in Ocho, Mamme Bay You know I peak the game Cookie in the Range Put the rubies on the face Side piece get me in trouble You know your friend and she lying Was with my D-O and the G is double (She lyin') [Chorus: Bugsey] Gucci on, We Gucci Mane Can't go halves wid him We didn't starve wid him, ee-yay Keep my hunchos in the safe (Keep it in a Box) See her jaw twitching Uh, she slopping me, ee-yay Pop it for me, ain't no shame Just don't fall for me Yeah, don't fall for me, ee-yay Crodie Crippin' all the way Yeah, no law wid him Uh, Crenshaw widdit, ee-yay