Gucci Mane Wasted Lyrics
Wasted Lyrics
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
(Wasted)
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning 10 clock dranking
Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send 20 more cases
Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney
Gucci no hippie but it’s on like Jimy X
Pill poppers geeked up krazy whole click rolling
Everyone wasted purple codine sprite
Pink don’t wasted, mix up, grandma drunk it
Then taste it, now grandma sipping syrup
Leaning wasted walking ’round fuck up
Twisting her finga home gurl
Slipped up drunk got wasted now
She back stage an she tryna get famous
Hit me up the drinky, drinky Gucci Mane
Shake it, club night, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted
Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning 10 clock dranking
Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send 20 more cases
I don’t wear tight jeans like the white boys
But I do get wasted like the white boys
Now I’m looking for a bitch to suck dis almond joy
Said she gotta stop sucking ’cause her jaw’s sore
Gotta bitch on the couch, bitch on the floor
Party just popping up but now he rolling more
Rolled on, 3 pills now, he on 4 idk, why?
But that remy turned into a whore
Walked in the club, pocket full of big faces
Got the 40 on my waist and it’s off safety
‘Bout 40 goons wit me and we all wasted
Only remy straight tonight dawg no chasing
Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning 10 clock dranking
Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send 20 more cases
Only click faded we geeked up crazy
Big boy bracelet we white boy wasted
No shirt, fuck it unless your arms tatted
We slapping trunk disgusted the liquor
Keep wasting 285 east side me and Plies wasted
Racing seven big booty broads chasing spring break
50 thousand white girls shake it some dancing naked
But everyone wasted magic city Monday
Ball players wasted this one for yo’ uncle
Drinking Thunderbird wasted 12 pack wasted
I need more cases and Gucci not a racist
All my diamonds Caucasians
Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning 10 clock dranking
Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send 20 more cases
This has been a GPSA
(Ghetto public service announcement)
We don’t get fucked up no more, we get wasted
Gucci Mane, Plies, Fat Boi, wasted
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Gucci Mane Lemonade Lyrics
yeah
its gucci,
whats up baby,
yellow errthing this time, you know what im talkin bout
yellow rims, yellow, big booty, yellowbones
yellow lambs, yellow mp’s
yellow watch, yellow charm ring, chain
yellow livin room set, lemonade gucci shoes for my girl
gucci
verse (1)
my phantom sittin on sixes, no 20’s in my gun
your cutlass motor knockin, because it is a lemon
my rifle georgia peaches, but you look more like a lemon
these sour apple bitter bitches, im not fuckin with em
im truly stupid paid thats just how i feel today,
im movin slow cause codeine syrup’s in my lemonade
im standing in the shade and im sellin lemonade
600 a pint, the going rate off in the “a”
lemonade diamond bracelet, put it in ur face burr
lemonhead diamond earrings i wore yesterday burr
im pimpin where im winnin, thats just how im chillin
im smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemon
gucci!!!
[chorus]
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
verse (2)
i got lemonade and lemon tint
lemons watch me mix the shit
lemonade complexion, east-australian girl be killin me
she say i be killin her, i say i be feelin it
four days then im sick of her, cause her brain is lemonhead
cocaine white exterior, interior lemonade
yellow wit da off-white trimmin
i call that da super drank
yellow diamond pinky ring
call that dere da lemon rock
jewelry box a lemon bin, my earring size a apricot
yeah i smoke that strong alot, yeah i need some of what you got
half a pound of lemon kush, call that pack the lemon drop
canary yellow lemon watch, big bird yellow top
yellow polo, polo, slippers white and yellow polo socks
gucci mane be pumpin dawg, he dont got all he say he got
just stash one lemon homie, i can supply them the 50 glocks
yellow boat parked at the dock,yellowbone gon’ make it drop
flip da flop mine up the top, then go buy me a yellow yacht
[chorus]
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
verse (3)
lemonade my town, said miami i want yellow carpet
woke up in the mornin, fuck it, bought a yellow aston martin
yellow bricks, yellow dust, yellow ring, yellow tusk
yellow pills, spinnin wheels, yellow weed
re-up up wit us
coward ass niga, yellow stripe, you a yellowback
a-k hit your dog, and u cant bring old yeller back
yep, gucci bang up eighty-thousand dats a yellow safe
yellow homes, mellow homes, you know u a scary-cat
no sleep for two days, so my peoples lift me up
five flights, six shows, quarter-million on my schedule
bangledesh and gucci mane, niggas know they in trouble
green ice, red light, caution gucci rock yellow
[chorus]
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemons on the chain with the v-cuts
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemonade in shade with my feet up
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemon pepper wings and a freeze cup
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
lemons in their face watch em freeze up
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