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Gudda-
Ok Im sippin on the syrup
Got a nigga moving slow
Im all about the money
What the fuck you think I do it for
Bitch don't act like you dont know
Im killing all these rap niggas
Recustom made caskets for you fuckin funerals
Keep the women with me
Shit I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday like we won the fuckin Superbowl
Chillin wit my nigga Mack,He keep bitches handy
White girl on the table love the sniffing nose candy
When Im walking by the women say " Who is that nigga?"
I replied " Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that nigga"
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip on 24's watch it crawl like a catapiller
I come with a toy boy like a Happy Meal
And yous a mothafucka duck,Daffy Dill
Im from the school of Hard Knocks,Where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gunner,You can get the package deal
Im hot nigga,Burning everything around me
I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me
The streets say Im King but the game will never crown me
Realist nigga doin it just ask the niggas around me
So you cant size me up or try to clown uh
Shark in the water jump in and imma drown ya'll
New Orleans nigga,Gun out,Imma down ya'll
Put niggas to sleep like a mothafucka downer
Imma Great White,Yous a flounder
Fish and a bitch I tuna eveything around her
U-Haul Gudda,Im moving everything around ya
Its Young Money Bitch
At the top is where they found us
Lil Wayne-
Uhh, Goons on deck
Marley dont shoot em'
Silence on the gun
Watch a nigga mute em'
The coach in the booth
Call me Jon Gruden
School these niggas,They all my students
All jokes aside,I ain't playin' wit cha
The weed broke down,Like a transmission
Tha choppa spin him round,Like a ballerina
Bitch I'm still spittin like I ate a Jalapeņo
Im from uptown,My bitch from Argentina
My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena
Stunt so hard,It's all yall fault
And when it come to beef give me A1 Sauce
I ain't worryin bout shit,Everything paid out
You could catch me courtside in Dwayne Wade's house
Wit a high yellow thick bitch wit her legs out
Cash Money president but we in a red house
Who the fuck want it? Make my fuckin' day
I blow your candles out,Now nigga cut that cake
I gotta eat bitches,Like a run-away
Yall niggas aint eatin,Stomach ache
Ok,All these bitches,And niggas still hatin
I used to be ballin',But now I'm Bill Gate'n
Fuckin with my iPhone,Bumpin Illmatic
I'm on the road to riches,There's just a lil traffic
Hair still platted,Thuggin is a habbit
Keep my guitar,Hip-Hop Lenny Kravitz
Bunch of bad bitches and I fuck like rabbits
Dope dope Weezy,Ya girlfriend an addict,Uhh,haha
props to Wayne YMCMB for Waynes part
Enjoy Ya'll!
Ok Im sippin on the syrup
Got a nigga moving slow
Im all about the money
What the fuck you think I do it for
Bitch don't act like you dont know
Im killing all these rap niggas
Recustom made caskets for you fuckin funerals
Keep the women with me
Shit I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday like we won the fuckin Superbowl
Chillin wit my nigga Mack,He keep bitches handy
White girl on the table love the sniffing nose candy
When Im walking by the women say " Who is that nigga?"
I replied " Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that nigga"
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip on 24's watch it crawl like a catapiller
I come with a toy boy like a Happy Meal
And yous a mothafucka duck,Daffy Dill
Im from the school of Hard Knocks,Where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gunner,You can get the package deal
Im hot nigga,Burning everything around me
I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me
The streets say Im King but the game will never crown me
Realist nigga doin it just ask the niggas around me
So you cant size me up or try to clown uh
Shark in the water jump in and imma drown ya'll
New Orleans nigga,Gun out,Imma down ya'll
Put niggas to sleep like a mothafucka downer
Imma Great White,Yous a flounder
Fish and a bitch I tuna eveything around her
U-Haul Gudda,Im moving everything around ya
Its Young Money Bitch
At the top is where they found us
Lil Wayne-
Uhh, Goons on deck
Marley dont shoot em'
Silence on the gun
Watch a nigga mute em'
The coach in the booth
Call me Jon Gruden
School these niggas,They all my students
All jokes aside,I ain't playin' wit cha
The weed broke down,Like a transmission
Tha choppa spin him round,Like a ballerina
Bitch I'm still spittin like I ate a Jalapeņo
Im from uptown,My bitch from Argentina
My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena
Stunt so hard,It's all yall fault
And when it come to beef give me A1 Sauce
I ain't worryin bout shit,Everything paid out
You could catch me courtside in Dwayne Wade's house
Wit a high yellow thick bitch wit her legs out
Cash Money president but we in a red house
Who the fuck want it? Make my fuckin' day
I blow your candles out,Now nigga cut that cake
I gotta eat bitches,Like a run-away
Yall niggas aint eatin,Stomach ache
Ok,All these bitches,And niggas still hatin
I used to be ballin',But now I'm Bill Gate'n
Fuckin with my iPhone,Bumpin Illmatic
I'm on the road to riches,There's just a lil traffic
Hair still platted,Thuggin is a habbit
Keep my guitar,Hip-Hop Lenny Kravitz
Bunch of bad bitches and I fuck like rabbits
Dope dope Weezy,Ya girlfriend an addict,Uhh,haha
props to Wayne YMCMB for Waynes part
Enjoy Ya'll!
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