| Sixes on the charger and they said it couldn’t fit
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| But I’mma still do it cause a nigga so hood
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| Wish I could, and I know I should
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| But fuck that shit, right now I can’t do it Got a super thick chick with some real big lips
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| And I swear the little bitch suck a dick so good
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| Can I hit this? |
| Grill her like a picnic
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| Take a flick, bitch, take a Twitpic, bitch, of a big dick
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| Talkin’too slick too quick to a new bitch
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| A bitch’ll tease a trick til the trick have a blue dick
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| Bout the same that Jay dropped The Blueprint
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| Niggas tried to say that I hit him with a Poohstick
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| Say you got a gun, but you know you can’t use it So ask your boys, and we still tote Uzis
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| It’s about money it ain’t never bout music
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| Yeah, you’re from the streets, but you still ain’t Gucci
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| Henny bottles and champagne, just coolin'
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| Groupies keep droolin’and the hoes keep choosin'
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| Walkin’through the mall like I’m seven feet tall
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| Tryin’on shoes and I got my tool, and
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| Damn, Gucci Mane, you so unruly
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| Standin’in your way, pussy nigga, come move me 10−17 yeah, that’s my movement
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| Got ten young killers on the back of my My cup’s so dirty my cup’s so muddy
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| My cup’s so dirty my cup’s so muddy
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| My cup’s so dirty my cup’s so muddy
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| My cup’s so dirty my cup’s so muddy
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| Dirty cup, dirty cup damn, I got a muddy cup
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| Dirty cup, dirty cup damn, I got a muddy cup
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| Dirty cup, dirty cup damn, I got a muddy cup
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| Dirty cup, dirty cup damn, I got a muddy cup
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| Opposite of being broke, man, cocaine, dope man
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| Got them J’s smokin’out a Coke can
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| Nigga got so much work, talkin’work
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| When I’m in the Cutty still say I’m ridin’in the work van
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| Oh man, oh man, you don’t really know what’s the deal
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| When the spot you’re workin’out is really hot
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| And you gotta put it in her butt, but her butt ain’t big enough
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| So you gotta go get a booty shot
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| Got my tooly, call —
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| Got the 50 cal, dick her down niggas know I payed a few bills
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| Your work stepped on, I got my vest on Motherfuckers already know what it really is Click-clack, get back you work out, might hit him for a six-pack
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| Work out get that, might hit him for a six-pack, flip that
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| Me and broke niggas mismatched, my rims cost ten stacks
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| Pimp that, get back if I fall off, then I’ll motherfuckin’limp back
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| Pimp that? |
| Pimp what? |
| She said where your motherfuckin’limp at?
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| I said I had a good year, baby
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| So where my, my motherfuckin’blimp at?
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| Back against the wall, I’mma ball like a don
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| I don’t fuck with y’all, y’all’ll never be me Talk sweet game to a petite thang in the jeep, mane
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| Knock your teeth out in the middle of the Heat game
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| If you see things how I see things, you a G, mane
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| Be all you can be, don’t be like me, mane
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| If you buy three I’mma whip it for the free
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| Have a pint of the lean and this is dirty sweet tea, mane
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| Got three old chicks tryna grind on a G, mane
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| Same time that Dr. Dre said G Thang
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| Don’t care what another nigga say about me Why’re these niggas still worried bout me, man?
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| Niggas, mane, on the D train with the Brick Gang
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| I’mma act a fool in the kitchen with my reach game
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| Ice on my neck, got a check and a vest
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| And I’m ballin’like a player from the motherfuckin’Jets
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| Wanna take it to the streets? |
| Wanna war with a G?
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| Live at the gun range like my name Chief Keef
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| Say you got beef, but you ridin’too deep
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| I’ll knock the passenger to the damn back seat
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| These Louis shoes on my feet ain’t cheap
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| Gucci Mane street, I’m so concrete
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| Niggas say his style so unique
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| Got your baby brother sellin’work for me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dirty Cup , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Definition Of Wop, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп