Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Squad Car, artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 12.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Squad Car |
Woop woop |
Goddamn, that’s a squad car |
Woop woop |
Goddamn, that’s a squad car |
Woop woop |
Goddamn, that’s a squad car |
Woop woop |
But all my niggas, we got Bonfill |
Bail money, bail money |
Yea bitch, I got bail money |
Smellin' like the jail and I know I look Hell, honey |
You say that that’s your friend |
It’s just another nigga that gon' tell on you |
I’m a street nigga, and my girl ain’t street |
But I talk so slick she fell for me |
Locked up since last Sunday, |
Someone please got the bail bondsman |
Strapped up like Charles Branson |
These four niggas ain’t gon' do nothing |
Lock, Pope, Game, they be bluffin' |
Softer than a blueberry muffin |
Shoot first but I ain’t askin questions |
Selling drugs is my profession |
Selling dope by the Best Western |
Strapped up with my Smith &Wesson |
To the bridge, it’s Cameron, Texas |
Drive it in or UPS it |
T bricks and I’m driving reckless |
All the dope that I get, I stretch it |
Going overboard, I met my match |
Severing hands to send a message |
Just got jammed up on some bullshit |
Court day, it ain’t til the 26th |
On the phone right now with the button car |
Got my old lady stressed 'cause I pitch a fix |
Ready go ready go ready go right now |
Got a check on me bitch come get me now |
Got a warrant on my ass, come get me Feds |
If I’m full flyin off they gon hide my ass |
Can’t sit down now, I got too much goin' |
I got three trap houses, I got five hoes hoeing |
Plus nigga walked and he wrecked the game |
Came for the cash, he can fuck the fame |
Sit back just chillin sippin dirty shit |
Tryna keep OG from murkin shit |
Tryna keep Electrode from takin shit |
Young Scooter gotta rush that rapist shit |
Woop woop |
Turn off, it’s a road |
Woop woop |
Hit the gas nigga, don’t stop |
Woop woop |
If they get close nigga you better pop |
You can’t go to jail, we got 20 blocks |
I get lots of dope, I fuck lots of hoes |
Ten thousand a show, is spend no get we on the go |
My son just afloat, I just pull the 4 |
Louie to the floor, start sittin on 24's |
Young mob in my city, brig squad cause I’m chip |
If we beat them then I leave the house, well that’s advance |
All my niggas trained to kill like Steven Seagal |
Grab niggas like Duvall, my niggas will shoot ya’ll |
40k off in this levi’s |
Money standing knee high |
Been trappin since I was nee, I poured my drink and I… |
1.5 in my stairs, fuck five-o but I’m trappin out |
A young nigga said don’t go |
And that key over my logo |