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  • Текст песни Gucci Mane - Pillz

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    Is you rolling
    Bitch I might be
    Girl he geeked up
    Bitch I might be
    Yeah!

    East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
    Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
    Now everything was gravy til your bitch came in
    Bout the same time that that thing kicked in
    Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice body
    I'm geeked up thinking this Buffie The Body
    Ain't your name lil' Trina cause you look like Janet Jackson
    I'm off three double stacks and I'm looking for that action
    Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowing
    Riding in my drop but I don't know where I'm going
    On two eighty five I keep riding in a circle
    The inside of my ride smelling like a pound of purple
    Gucci is your time give me five more minutes and a cold
    orange juice cause I'm really really trippin'
    Went to the strip club and request that I'm the man
    The next thing you know I was throwing rubber bands

    Is you rolling
    Bitch I might be
    Girl he geeked up
    Bitch I might be
    Yeah!

    Shorty telling me she ain't never suck no dick
    Neva took a pill or never ate a bitch
    You a lie but I ain't gonna get upset right now
    But I wish I had a lie detector test right now
    You say you marry well bitch you might be
    But I bet your husband ain't Icy like me
    She stand on B.C. in my ashy black tee
    When them dope man Nike's and them jore ass jeans
    I don't pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
    I'ma the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
    Pop one pop two two halves that's three
    Ain't no waffle house baby hell I cant eat
    Gucci hood like your hood-man hes so extreme
    Wearing Doces in the club cause you know the boy geeked
    Top the top on that thing let you see my seats
    We've been rolling rolling rolling we ain't slept in weeks

    Is you rolling
    Bitch I might be
    Girl he geeked up
    Bitch I might be
    Yeah!

    Gucci Mane gotta lot of fame nigga get your mind right
    Or a cries by the twelve like a case of Bud Light
    Sell a cush by a bell so you know might shit tight
    See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night flight
    I'm high like Fabo hood like Shorty
    So tell me when to go like my name E-40
    A rich rock star nigga I'm gonna party
    Got a party pack of pillz that's at least bout 40
    Ill pour them in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
    Take two of these pillz call me in the morning
    Fifty thousand pillz man I'm so real
    Three dollars for a pill that's a damn good deal

    Ay whats up Gucci Mane
    Why you sweatin so hard?
    Is you rolling or something

    Shit well baby I might be
    But got damn what is you doin
    You jockin' a playa, You ch-Chewy ova here right
    Look I ain't K-Rab baby You know what I mean I'm not a piece of Bubblegum
    What I'm doin' is not your business
    But matta of fact while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin?
    Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress
    So do what you do aight, I'mma give you this hundred dollars
    Go get you what ever you drankin
    Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices
    Five crunk juices and we'll be straight how bout that
    And is you straight is you single or is you marry
    Cause I might be, bitch I might be
    Bitch I might be, bitch I might be yeah

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