| Wipe the plug nose, call me Kleenex
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| Finessed him with the load, he drunk he sea sick
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| Bust down my Hublot, I’m drunk I’m sea sick
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| Lil thot bitch hurled, fucked up my V-neck
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| Wipe the plug nose, they call me Kleenex
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| Finessed him with that load, he drunk he sea sick
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| Just bust down my Hublot, I’m drunk I’m sea sick
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| Lil thot bitch just hurled, fucked up my V-neck
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| I step on what’s stepped on, we mix the remix
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| What a sweet lick I let them build up, double back that’s a rekick
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| I’m rocking solitaires all 18 no need to preset
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| I’m talking big stones with my Flintstone and I make it look easy
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| I’m Gucci Mane the jeweler, VVV my pieces
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| Big rose gold Frank Muller, my watch conceited
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| I gave her a few dollars, she fine she need it
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| But don’t call back, hoe fall back, bitch don’t be greedy
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| Just gave away some turkeys, I feed the needy
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| I’m rich but I’m hood, can’t fuck with they need me
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| Just bust down a duo, they drunk they sleazy
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| Good suck up got fucked up, they sleep we leaving
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| Wipe the plug nose, call me Kleenex
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| Finessed him with the load, he drunk he sea sick
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| Bust down my Hublot, I’m drunk I’m sea sick
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| Lil thot bitch hurled, fucked up my V-neck
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| Wiped the plug nose, gesundheit
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| If it’s on sight then I’m green lighting
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| If there’s gun fighting then there’s no typing
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| Homicide bodies, little kids cryin'
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| Bodies flying, they duckin', what the hell is they shootin'
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| Paradise is like Vietnam, what the hell is we doing
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| Sun Valley like Lebanon, Famgoon lil Pakistan
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| If a nigga wants the point of and give the drummer some
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| I’m on a marijuanathon, I’m on a marijuan-on-one
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| Who want smoke I wanna sell you some
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| Track the trail another metric ton
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| Grade A it’s excellent, honor roll no cap and gown
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| I’m with Gucci gang but I ain’t Lil Pump
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| This ain’t a lil pump this a big drum
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| Didn’t join the band I never went to prom
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| East Atlanta slum wop I’m one-of-one
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| I’m with Southside, he run the mafia
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| You hear the 808s them the crazy guns
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| Wipe the plug nose, call me Kleenex
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| Finessed him with the load, he drunk he sea sick
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| Bust down my Hublot, I’m drunk I’m sea sick
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| Lil thot bitch hurled, fucked up my V-neck
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| Wipe the plug nose, they call me Kleenex
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| Finessed him with that load, he drunk he sea sick
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| Just bust down my Hublot, I’m drunk I’m sea sick
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| Lil thot bitch just hurled, fucked up my V-neck |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sea Sick , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album El Gato: The Human Glacier, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп