| I got hard dick for all these bitches
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| I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches
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| No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches
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| Niggas don’t know us we never saw these niggas
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| I got V12 sittin' on rims and I parked the bull back in my Benz
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| Got a FN with a seatbelt strapped on it cause it’s my friend
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| Breaking bricks down in my den I got bills stacked to my chin
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| Diamond jeans cost an M&M, why? |
| So bright cut off a limb
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| Look at me then look at him
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| Hard top Bentley Bentley rims
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| Fucked two sisters wet the crib
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| In a drop top dunk I broke the rims
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| Back to back bitch call them twins
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| Got a hard top x and a drop top m
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| Call me iceberg slim can’t fuck with him
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| 2k on weed — hell, that’s a deal
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| 5k on lean, I’m leaning now
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| Drunk two whole pints, I’m dreaming now
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| Your girlfriends a semen demon
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| Big Guwop she screaming out
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| Drop top Rarri showing cleavage, I’m on Cleveland, call it Bleveland
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| Knocked your bitch don’t need no reason
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| Take my bitch then call it even
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| I got hard dick for all these bitches
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| I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches
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| No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches
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| Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas
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| You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga
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| You die, you hit forgis — that’s on shawty, nigga
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| We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas
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| Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas
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| Nigga tried to knock me off
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| But these niggas extra soft
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| How the hell you just start robbing come and try and test a boss
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| Played the hand that I was dealt
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| 40 make you patty melt I don’t send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself
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| Co-defendant that’s a no
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| Can’t have that shit fly in court
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| One thing about young juice my
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| Niggas spied the pussy like a scope
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| Since you pussy I’ma send these hollow tips down your throat
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| Killa killer murder murder flip that nigga like a burger
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| I don’t shoot for legs so you know ain’t no attempted murder
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| And Young Juice man stay with fire
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| Make me put you on a burner
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| Smoke you like a cancer stick
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| Make your mom and them alone
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| Talking all that tough talk but your ass know you bologna
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| Born to go to war, man you got me talking like I’m Kony
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| I got hard dick for all these bitches
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| I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches
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| No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches
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| Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas
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| You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga
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| You die, you hit forgis — that’s on shawty, nigga
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| We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas
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| Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All These B*tches , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album C.N.O.T.E Vs Gucci: Collectors Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп