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Gucci Mane - Block Party Lyrics

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  • [Intro]
  • Geah, geah, Gucci
  • Geah, geah, Juice
  • Zay we eskimos
  • Whassup Juan T? Boss Lady?
  • Geah, E.A., E.A., E.A., I mean
  • E.A., E.A., E.A., I mean
  • This a block party nigga, you serve the blocks nigga
  • or you ain't comin nigga, geah, Atlanta
  • [Chorus 2X:]
  • It's my party, buy a dub if you want to
  • 30 if you want to, 40 then I front you
  • A block on a plate, take a line if you want to
  • You know that you want to, I know what'chu gonna do
  • 10 and a half, 30 bags in a drought (Gucci!)
  • Gucci run the 6 with a pot in the vault
  • Hey yeah I roll, hey yeah I steal
  • Hey yeah I smoke drink and pop pills (yeah)
  • Nigga this my party, where do you live? (Huh?)
  • Who let you in, how'd you get here?
  • Gucci go bonkers, man the flow's monster
  • Old folks wonder how I ride Hummer
  • Corvette, old school, Verte look like Tonka
  • Fo' deep gangsta, negro wood rocker
  • Chopper, flames jump out just like Flocka
  • Nigga drop us be missin like Jimmy Hoffa
  • [Chorus]
  • Eskimos baby, where the igloo at?
  • I'm double if you cut me my wet might leak out
  • Million dollar traphouse, and I just cashed out (whassup Juice?)
  • Got the red car cause it can't mace{?} out
  • And I bring packs out, thrice house, sex out
  • It's my block, this where them feds get slammed out (yeah)
  • and issue that crack out (yeah) two chicks at my crack house (yeah)
  • Can I suck your dick? Hell nah you junkie *****
  • Can't touch my work or dick your worthless piece of shit
  • I'm up three million, and that's just here licks
  • I sell white icks, on to that bass bricks
  • Save your compartment, save the deposit
  • Glock no safety, I already *****ed it
  • Gucci two bands, can't fit in a wallet
  • I'm all 'bout the profit, the feds keep watchin
  • Gucci two bands, can't fit in a wallet
  • I'm all 'bout the profit, the feds keep watchin (Gucci)
  • [Chorus]
  • I turned my Glock, to a Mac, with a 30 round clip
  • Everybody step back, I'm fin' to let this *****er rip
  • Nigga don't slip, sniper rifle equal
  • Street sweeper hit that ass here the bill on the igloo
  • Buy the tips, and the Glock, bet that sink your battleship
  • ***** bwoy, musta thought, Gucci Mane wouldn't rip
  • Who the hell you think I am? Musta thought I was a *****
  • Last time I took a piss, man I knew I had a dick - *****!
  • [Chorus]

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