| She a tease, real calm, not skeezo
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| Real fiend for the bling, bling, blingo
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| Got cheese, I can really say bingo
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| I’m a star, but I’m nothin' like Ringo
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| Golf windows on the door like Jagged Edge
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| Hell no, my name’s not Wingo
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| Gringo limpin' out of the casino
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| Where’s Waldo? |
| Lookin' for the cargo
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| My main foes fell off, where did they go?
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| In Diego lookin' for the yayo
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| I met a Mexican man that’ll bust a head
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| And for a peso, he’ll make you wait, though
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| Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
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| My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
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| Let my best ho invest my escrow
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| Bless her flesh 'cause she made my nest grow
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| Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
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| Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
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| Family callin' for him, lookin', think they need to let go
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| Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko
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| Drop my nuts, don’t push my test
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| Throw your foot on they neck, protect your threshold
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| This the type of pressure, you don’t need no stretcher
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| Or the ambulance and then I let the alligator get you
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| Bullets go to rippin', make the medics start trippin'
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| Trap closin' early 'cause the Gucci Mane comin'
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| Gucci Mane LaFlare, I got all kind of money
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| Five thou', fifty thou', anybody count it
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| All I really care about is did you do the business?
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| Did you leave a witness? |
| Nigga, did you pay attention?
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| Heard what I said, nigga? |
| Anybody get it
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| I don’t give a damn, nigga, you can really get it
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| Mama in the business, then your mama 'nem can get it
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| Broad down with, the whole family can get it
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| You stupid little bitch, you put yourself in this position
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| All this inchin' on my riches got my trigger finger itchin'
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| Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
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| My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
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| Let my best ho invest my escrow
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| Bless her flesh 'cause she made my nest grow
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| Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
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| Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
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| Family callin' for him, lookin', think they need to let go
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| Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko
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| Gotta keep a breasto just because my neck froze
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| Try to take my bankroll, I’ma leave his eyes closed
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| Me and Wop together, all these bitches goin' psycho
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| Where we keep them poles like a motherfuckin' pint store
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| I come from the gutter (Mob)
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| Now my mouth full of ice, she suck me like a sucker
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| Shit done gave me poltergeist and I would never love her
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| Better try that other guy, just blow me like a bubble
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| And I’ll cum on your pretty side, yeah, I’m rich forever
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| My bitch do not come around
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| She don’t wanna double cross 'cause bitch, I’m the triple cross
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| I’ll get 'em knocked off, sit back, use my dental floss
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| Yeah, it’s the Mayor, told you I’m the fuckin' boss
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| Wop said, «Get this in your Mob and it’s gon' go down»
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| Send his head to his mama house to say I’m lowdown
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| 1017, So Icy Boyz, and we don’t fuck 'round
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| Bitch, I got my breasto, we can have a showdown, ho
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| Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
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| My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
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| Let my best ho invest my escrow
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| Bless her flesh 'cause she made my nest grow
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| Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
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| Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
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| Family callin' for him, lookin', think they need to let go
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| Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breasto, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song Gucci Mane Presents: So Icy Summer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп