[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Banana boat full of blow, banana clip to cut your throat
Banana dro, come take a smoke, banana diamonds, yellow gold
Heavy snow, that berry blow, that cherry coke got stupid dough
Plenty more, you think I booked a hundred shows, I'm selling dope
I'm in the Russian rollin' kush and sippin' lean and burnin piff
You got a fifth, I got a pint, you took a shot, I took a sip
I plead the fifth, ain't sayin' shit, go get my lawyer, get him quick
Spent eighty grand to beat a case, I whipped it like my purple whip
I call a hit like Sosa did, them killers blitz your house, you monkey
I got so much jewelry on me, still, you can't take nothin' from me
Hook it up, I cook it up and get some head while rollin' blunts
Water paint, water stain, I'm lookin' down, she lookin' up
Beamer truck, I rim it up, spent eighty thou' for her to stunt
She suck a dick while rollin' blunts, she keep the boss man bustin' nuts
I get it off, she get it up, me and her both can't get enough
We in the goat, I'm in the ghost, I'm tryna beat that pussy up
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drinkin', freakin', shit done turned into a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
Ha, a slumber party, mama, have a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Her negligees are Burberry, her lingerie game very straight
Her oral sex is very wet, my sex so great, she gainin' weight
I cook a cake, she cook a steak, we three estates, you Section 8
Stay out her face, she hardly date, she fuckin' Gucci, shawty, damn
Everyday's a ballin' day, just yesterday, we bought a lake
Tomorrow, bought us two Camaros, '08 and a '68
We trappin' fast with stupid cash, so rap on with your stupid ass
It's Gucci Mane, no stupid ass, I keep on makin' stupid cash
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drinkin', freakin', shit done turned into a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
Ha, a slumber party, mama, have a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Got that Super Soaker, pussy pop like Cola Coca
Plus, it's tighter than a choker, got him smilin' like the Joker
Got that ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne, Little Mermaid on my linen
When yo mama sleepin', you can call me and get all up in it
Bank rolls get me all them pretty furs
'Cause my pussy game cold, when he hit it, he say "Burr"
He say, "B-b-b-b-burr,, I'ma, I'ma marry her"
And he play with that purr like he strummin' his guitar
That's me, I am Minaj, I am Ni-Nicki Minaj
And if you want a ménage, keep a couple pretty broads
Look, head game busy, busy, make a nigga dizzy, dizzy
Bitch, I'm at that slumber party sippin' on that frizzy Crissy
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drinkin', freakin', shit done turned into a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
Ha, a slumber party, mama, have a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty
When you feelin' freaky, mama, we can have a slumber party
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah
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