Nasty - Push Ups Feat. Slim Dunkin
Gucci Mane
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What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Driving real fast out the 'Rari lot
Got the bitch tryna count all the cars I got
On the gas pedal, I don't hardly stop
And stop the show like a bitch in a halter top
No shake, just harder rocks
Purple drank in my soda pop
Police looking for me now
'Cause they say Gucci Mane just killed the fucking parking lot
After parties in Canada, drop spot or tarantula
My money got its own manager, I should walk around with a camera
Make business moves, sell inner tubes
Say grace while a nigga getting interviewed
Don't intrude on my music, dude
I got a bitch sucking dick through the interlude
I was bred to ball, I was born to die
I'm too drunk to drive, I'm too high to fly
Before you count to one, two, three, you see that four five
I'm the living truth, I don't never lie
Make the trap jump, make the track cry
Never let a bad bitch pass me by
Don't ask me why, but I'm too live
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
See the diamonds and the jewelry and the
Bitches hitting switches in the 'Rari
I'm sorry, the coupe push button Atari
Shrimp and calamari, pockets full of lettuce, no crouton
Girlfriend tripping, I buy a new one
Gucci these new ones, nigga, I don't do ones
In the mall shopping like a nigga using coupons
Swag so venom, I get dressed in dark denim
All these cars, think I rent them
Hundred thousand, can't tint them
My shooters for certain, them boys be plotting and lurking
Try all that cursing in person, I had them hearses reversing
My car talking, I listen, yellow diamond, they pissing
I be hitting and dissing, and you be tricking, magician
Dunk
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
It's me, bitches, Ms. V, bitches
Nasty if you ask me, your brother wanna hit this
I'm where the cash be, I'm 'bout my business
Come with the chopper, knock his head off the hinges
I'm with that shit 'cause I bring that fucking drama
Leave him in the hospital, bitch, yeah, a trauma
What you hollering? I'm hotter than Obama
Every time I hit the mic, I eat it up, Osama
Got them fucking choppers, baby, I'm rack
Yeah, you know I'm aiming at that bitch with the MAC
I gotta get them stacks, leave a line flat
Aiming at that bitch, red beam at the cap
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, put up
Bought the drop Ferrari yesterday, it's time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups