G Lean

[Chorus: G. Dead]

We got the money, the hoees and the cars, and the gangsta lean

I live my life on the go, and keep addin hoees to my team

We got the money, the hoees and the cars, and the gangsta lean

I live my life on the go, and keep addin hoees to my team

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

I live my life on the go, another day, another ho

Another bitch on my team, another slut on a stroll

My bank roll, it stay swole, and all my clothes stay creased

But I never trust these bitches, farther than I can see

I'm a million records away from a platinum CD

But a ghetto celebrity I was destined to be

Fuckin bitches in executive suites

And every day every day of the week

Freak bitches keep on stepping to me

I'm VIP every time, bitch, I don't fuck with no line

And I don't fuck with no beer, bitch, I pop bottles of wine

Me and Woe sitting on buttons in the Chevy Chevelle

Valet parking start smilin', cause they know what it is

Jumping out at the club, then I get fresh as hell

I don't wear no cologne, bitch that's that dro' that you smell

My money long as hell, everyday that I stay out a cell

Everything that I say gotta sell

[Chorus: G. Dead]

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team

[Verse 2: G. Dead]

We got the money, the hoes, fly cars and clothes

That's how Straight Drop be doin, representing that Bouldercrest Road

Nigga, that's for sure , and that's the way that it go

But you ain't gotta take my word, or you can ask that nigga Woe

He will tell you the same, cause this ain't that game

And we pack that thang, when we serve Cocaine

And we run trains, all of them love to get brain

They say that they love the dick, or they be loving the fame

Well, my fame you can have it, but them hundreds I grab it

The [PSOP?] and dro, it's just a real a bad habit

Into bustin' a nigga cabbage, I done did it

Hope I don't start no shit, but the devil in me quick

And I will take a nigga bitch, and with this pimpin' I spit

Cause when they sees my grill, then they know it's for real

And then they pussy get hot, put them on the track is my plot

Aye man I ain't even spoke about it, all of this shit that I got

[Chorus: G. Dead]

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

Hide your bitch or your wife, you better take my advice

My grill is covered with gold, my body covered with ice

These niggas talk about the game, I be livin' the life

These niggas wanna be the boss, but I be paying the price

I'm water whippin, turning babies to fours

Ain't nothing stringent bout this game, or this 'caine, but the fucking logo

Gucci Mane and [?] tote 45's in the club

Because they never pat us down at the door

[Verse 4: G. Dead]

Cause that's a no no, we can't expose these hoes

Ain't worried about security, I'm about to fire up the dro

Buying up that alcohol like we at the liquor store

And now we too damn crunk, spilled drink on my polo

Now I see a hoe across the bar, I don't let [?]

Man they be choosing the playa, cus we be ballin out of control

But I be like, whoa, unless they gettin' their knees dirty

And they touching toes, refrain from touching on my chain

Just got it frozen

[Chorus: G. Dead]

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team

We got the money, the hoes and the cars, and the gangster lean

I live my life on the go, and keep adding hoes to my team