Zaytoven - Missing lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] Wife beater, yellow diamonds, lookin' pretty Your chick took a look, now she hooked, shawty with it Ferrari with the yellow forgiatos, Gucci tripping I hit the bu*ton in my Scaglietti and get missing Girlfriend missing, now you feel me? 458 paper tag it get missing, it get missing, it get missing I hit the thrax pa** it back, girl lets get missing [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] ?? filled the wrong prescription, I'm lifted, I'm gifted The hood can't get enough, they addicted My pinky cost a 50 plus a 50 50 at 100, quarter ticket She miss me she wish she didn't get so damn addicted Afflicted she don't wanna be a statistic First round pick, she a bad b**h, a bad b**h Lookin' at me lookin' at her, damn she a draft pick Elaborate, photographic, gots to have it My Georgia dick'll have her havin' dreams of getting married Riding through Zone Six Atlanta in a carriage White house, with white girls and they dancing nasty Redbones, two redbones and they tatted Plug talking Spanish like Scarface and Manny Ten birds, ten whole thangs in the pantry Dress fit just right, she forgot the panties [Hook] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] You think that I'm a sweet lick, boy you trippin' That's a dummy mission, end up missin' Face on a milk carton do you feel me? 200 in the AR, bullets flippin' I ain't gotta talk, say a word they just blitzin' I ain't gotta rap, I got more racks than Neiman's Stacks in my pocket, every one that's a meanin' 60 grand rubber band, that's how I'm livin' I got too much True Religion like I'm Lenox I'm stocked up, I need to send some denims on clearance Gwapped up, get eighty an appearance Hater, pretty lady, she can get it We can get a bite to eat, lets get missing My Ferrari's a sight to see, half a milli Freshest n***a you done seen, in a minute Party nightly every day I handle business [Hook] [Verse 3: ] This is the life, fa la la la I'm poppin bottles me and my entourage Pull up in phantoms, 'raris, lambs and vettes Forgiatos shine to D.U.B's and ?? Ain't no scary money, plenty money girl we rich 100 bottles, 50 deep tell your girls you with They can kick it with some gangstas smokin bud and sh** They like boy you too damn icy for this club ya digg They call me I'm with my boy Gucci Mane, Brick Squad that is All the girls think that I'm too cool for this club ya digg [Hook]