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    Nigga, turn up
    It's GuWop
    Trap house bunkin'
    Trap house mansion
    Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga

    I'm pourin' fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in
    Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in
    My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in
    Nigga, it's a gangsta party, why fuck is you in?
    Head bust a microwave, shit, didn't take him two minutes
    You know that there's some straps in the club, they let my crew in
    I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand
    If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man
    I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon
    I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman
    If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin'?
    We thirty deep, we come from the streets, nigga, we mobbin'

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    (it's Guwop), again
    Thugger and Guwop, again
    Chasin' that Guwop, again
    That's my lil whoadie, again
    We chasin that money baby, again
    We fuckin' your hoe, again
    And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
    Pull up and pour it
    I'mma go gold, let you know it
    I got gold on my rolex
    And I'm real bright like a poet
    I look like a dope boy, I know it
    I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd
    I became an important lil' boy
    Money long like a sock with some shorts

    My bitch white and she brown like a port
    Ed-umacation important, bookin' these dorks
    I jumped off the porch and went north
    Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics
    YSL hardbody, I got 'bout 20 chickens in the lobby, baby
    Ride It, ride It Kawasaki, saki
    I don't speak english
    I fuck that mouth, I'm not sexist
    I'm the big homie, I'm leakin'
    Stick to the streets like I'm cement
    I don't need no change, you can keep it
    I don't want your verse on my remix
    No panties she my secret
    Got a hunnid bands on me I'm cheesin'
    Steven Seagal lookin' out like an eagle

    (it's Guwop), again
    Thugger and Guwop, again
    Chasin' that Guwop, again
    That's my lil whoadie, again
    We chasin that money baby, again
    We fuckin' your hoe, again
    And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
    Pull up and pour it
    I'mma go gold, let you know it
    I got gold on my rolex
    And I'm real bright like a poet
    I look like a dope boy, I know it
    I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd
    I became an important lil' boy
    Money long like a sock with some shorts

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    Composición: Young Thug, London Tyler Holmes y Krichworld

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