Bugatti (G-Mix)

T.I., 2 Chainz, Peeto The Plug, Rich Gang2013年11月19日
歌詞

 

Bugatti (布加迪) (G-Mix) - T.I./2 Chainz/Peeto The Plug/Rich Gang

This the remix

 

I come looking for you with haitians

I stay smoking on good jamaican

 

I f**k b**ches from different races

You get money they started hating

Turn up

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

I woke up in a new bugatti

Tats all over my body

 

Gettin' real money niggas still hatin' on me

Man y'all need a new hobby

Or they won't talk to me what they gon' say

I ball you a waterboy bobby boucher

On top toupée y'all niggas fruitcakes

I don't really play games but I keep 2 k's

 

Damn mr hood why you do 'em like that

Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back

Couple weeks old bugatti done went gold

 

You ain't even know I deserve that plaque

We the best runnin' every summer in fact

July 16th I'm bringin' the real back

Broward p**sy

 

I woke up in a new bugatti

Hold up double m back in this b**ch

Walk in the club with a mac on my hip

Diamonds look like niggas snappin a flick

Ballin' I blow fifty racks in the vip

I back in the whip maybach with your b**ch

A new mussolini in back of the six

I'm shittin' on rappers these rappers is sick

Cause my homies got whips that these rappers ain't get

Cause we crackin' them bricks and I package the zip

And I'm switchin' my flow I spit crack in this b**ch

And I been hit your ho now she back on my dick

But I get to the dough and get back at your b**ch

Like hollup I woke up in coon new ferrari

With all my motherf**kin' jewelry on me

New aston martin plus a rolls royce

And a new ferrari that's a new bugatti

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti

 

And it's paid for ni**a

Got racks stack 'em up like lego ni**a

I'm a motherf**kin' g I don't play with no ni**a

Multi-millionaire self-made ho ni**a

H-u-s-t-l-e gang

For that in god we trust we bang

I'm the new john gotti in a new bugatti

I got a few young hotties wanna get sh*t poppin'

Right put it in the light

Ni**a got ice but it don't look right

If a ni**a buy a brick and it don't cook right

I'll whip that sh*t for a rack sit tight

I got a bag full of tools and some yay to move

And all I want is money leave the fame to you

I graduated out of gladiator school

So all I know is go like I'm trained to do

 

Right now turn my mazy pedal to the metal I'm ashin' out

 

I let the top down in my phantom drop

Blowin' I'm high as an astronaut

When you see me I'm cashin' out

Walked into mercedes bought half the lot

You keep carrying on you getting carried out

Cause I don't take a** whoopins just pass 'em out

Is this worth getting blasted about

No forreal is it worth getting blasted about

Money conversation

Get so high I be scrapin'

Got my eyes like a asian

In my ride like I'm racin'

In the sky like a plane

It's gang or die

Ain't no lames up in my circle

Ain't no ho sh*t in my eyes

Throwin' money in the air

Poppin' bands and let it fly

Where I'm from you come up short

Pull that thing and let it fly

You know me blow so much dank think I'm marley

Got so much ink on my body

Brought so much drink to the party

I fell asleep and woke up in a new bugatti

 

I woke up in a new bugatti remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti

Fresh whips

 

Candy on that money dip

Five hundred I'm hood rich

Put in work did a hundred flips

Been about them mansions

Stunna island we packin'

Rich gang we uptown

Ni**a hardbody and mackin'

 

Tool on that back ni**a

Money and that power

Mansion on that beach ni**a

Blood red bugatti

Versace on my b**ch ni**a

Blow a mil' like it's a dollar

Stunt

 

I woke up in a new bugatti

Woke up with the crown ni**a

Serving bobby brown ni**a

Started from the bottom now it's carter nino brown ni**a

Take my spot ni**a never will

Now I know how 'melo feel

We both shooters from new york

But I shown ni**a how the metal feel

Turn up

 

Fidel castro with them cuban links

 

With mark cuban where them cubans link

Excuse my french ni**a no france

Hottest new niggas in ten years

Coke boy deal like ten m's

Dj khaled up in there

I woke up in a new bugatti

 

Flow hot as the mojave gimme that sloppy sh*t

 

All on my car stick give her some hundreds she did

Like this I'mma say this

I'mma say this

F**k it I'll say it

F**k it I'll say it

If you got good p**sy you should always have your rent paid

 

Choke on some bands if I'm not mistaken

 

Add up my outfit fashion statement

 

This the school of hard knocks graduation

 

This the way remix

 

I woke up in a new bugatti

I'm sick of y'all niggas all talkin' crazy

Hottest ni**a spittin' and they can't debate it

I didn't really know 2pac or big

But know the beast within'll reincarnate 'em

F**k underrated I'm constipated

I'm shittin' on 'em f**k toilet paper

You're now tuned into the f**kin' greatest

Ace hood congratulations

Say name one ni**a that's rockin' with him

Flow like a hundred round choppa ni**a

Made a way out of the jungle

And now they in trouble I used to be humble as sh*t

Recently flooded my neck and my wrist

Tell all them critics to suck on the dick

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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