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Jumped Out the Whip
Gucci Mane feat. Suga Suga
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I pull up to the club
Valet park my coupe
I'ma lay it on the ground
Cause I lost my damn roof
I can sit real high
But I'm squattin' real low
In a 07 Lambo same color smoke
Your girl in my ride
Can you drive a stick?
Ten grand in my pocket like I sold a half a brick
Red Monkeys on my ass
Gucci's on my face
Pradas on my feet
On my wrist I got the J
Don't you like my chain?
Don't you like my grill?
Ain't I fresh?
Ain't I fly?
Baby girl just keep it real
With my paint like snot
With the green booger guts
I blow my nose with hundreds
I don't give a flying fuck
Walk through the club
Show love to the DJ
Left with home
Made it rain on the freeway
Gucci Mane La Flare
Aka Zone 6 shawty
Hundred pack of pills
Turn the club to a block party
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Gucci! So iced up
Gucci! So iced up
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Suga Suga! So iced up
Suga Suga! So iced up
Everything's new
Fresh out of the wrapper
Pulled fresh off of the lot
With them thangs in the wrapper
Hold on
Push button doors go up at the same time
Kush burnin' now I'm flushin'
Oh it's game time
I'm ridin' down Campbellton with both doors up
Perse' in the changer with the dro rolled up
Spent ten thousand in a day
That's off of Blood and the Rose
Two hundred thousand in the safe
I'm 'bout to stunt on them hoes
She like, "I don't need me"
Bitch you better get you a passport
Believe me
Ho we carry straps like the task force
It's easy
Practice like you takin' a crash course
You down to your final hour
You makin' your last choice
I pull up at the club
Smokin' on a kush pack
I walk off in the front
Get the whole line pushed back
Give your boy a chance
Get your whole life fucked up
Do it with no hands
Now I'm so fuckin' iced up
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Gucci! So iced up
Gucci! So iced up
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Suga Suga! So iced up
Suga Suga! So iced up
Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Maseratis and Vettes
'08 Bent Coupes ain't came out yet
Gucci hats, Gucci paint, Gucci top, Gucci Mane
Ridin' down Peachtree, pissin' drunk, switchin' lanes
In a 5 star hotel right by Lenox
Gave her 500 dollars for 15 minutes
Two iced out chains and a brand new Range
Gave the valet a hundred
Told him keep the change
When I walk through the mall
Hoes tote my bags
Just take it to the counter
Don't check the tag
Quarter pound of Bubba Kush
Bought it to smoke
Mix it with that purple thrax
Call it the blurp
Gettin' head, sippin' Cris'
Rollin' blunts, understand
Rubber diamonds through a brace
Do it with no hands
Suga Suga, Gucci Mane
In my drop top 'Vette
And I'm drivin' with no hands
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Gucci! So iced up
Gucci! So iced up
I'ma roll me a blunt
Pour me a cup
Pull up to the club
Lift both doors up
Suga Suga! So iced up
Suga Suga! So iced up
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