Zaytoven - Pillz (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] (Zaytoven!!) Geah! Gucci Mane, is in the buildin So Icy Entertainment, Zaytoven on the track When we come to the club We got the choppers on deck, and the yoppers on deck [Chorus] [MB] Is you rollin? {*4X*} [GM] b**h I might be {*4X*} [MB] Girl he geeked up {*4X*} [GM] b**h I might be {*4X*} [GM] Yaaaaahhh! [Verse One] Game choppin like my rims, I'm choppin it up 'Til my 'caine gold like a pimp, I'm fresh as a bud Plus I'm blowin on the sticky green, so I'm dro'ed up And I'm rollin on the bean, so the city SLOWED UP~! My team showed up, so you know we need a party pack Callin Momma Stash, say she wanna be a part of that Tell her I'm for real, and I keep a knot folded back The next thang you know she tossin pills like a quarterback Guc', I'ma throw it back, stacks I just showed you that Deuces on the 88, they say I brought the roller back Fifty for a dollar, hell yeah I can roll with that Take it to the hood and let, Yatta get ahold of that Got to be the coldest cat, ice froze the thermostats Shawty had a Cali tat and Gucci called the Alley Cat Shot a couple triple stacks and po'd up the iced tea Slide on my stunna shades; geeked up? I might be [Chorus] [Verse Two] Said I'm higher than a kite and me geeked up on these pills Suave Stacks got me actin out, I know that she can tell That I'm rollin (yeah) like the wheels on a bus I need a cold Tropicana cause my heart about to bust Look I'm sweatin like a dog and she askin for some mo' Gave her couple of blue dolphins and I tell her to go raw Bright lights lookin psychadelic, I'm off in the zone Feelin strong like Superman, b**h I bust your dome Said I'm smokin all the purple and drinkin all the 'gnac up And I ain't feelin none of that until the next mornin bruh My stomach f**ed up, a couple holes in my brain But I party like a rockstar, these b**hes askin mane! [Chorus] [Gucci Mane] Gucci Mane, Laflare n***a, get'cha mind right Order Crist' by the 12 like a case of Bud Light Sell kush by the bell so you know my sh** tight 7:30 in the mornin on an all night flight I'm high like Fabo, hood like Shawty So +Tell Me Where to Go+ like my name E-40 A rich rock star n***a I'm gon' party Got a party pack of pills that's at least 'bout 40 I'll pour 'em in yo' hand like a bag of jelly beans Take two of these pills call me in the morning Fifty thousand pills man I'm so real Three dollars for a pill that's a damn good deal [Chorus] [Mac Bre-Z] Ay wha**up Gucci Mane! Why you sweatin so hard? Is you rollin or somethin? [Gucci Mane] sh** well baby I might be But got damn what is you doin? You jockin a playa, you chew-chewy over here right Look I ain't K-Rab baby knahmean I'm not a piece of bubblegum What I'm doin is not your business But matter of fact while you over here is you a waitress or somethin? Cause the sh** you got on make you look like you a waitress So do what you do aight I'ma give you this hundred dollars Go get you whatever you drankin Bring me and my clique about ten of them orange juices Five Crunk juices and we'll be straight how 'bout that And is you straight is you single or is you married? Cause I might be, b**h I might be b**h I might be, b**h I might be YAAAAAAAHH