Gucci Mane - Bullet Wound Lyrics
(Verse: Gucci Mane)Gucci Mane the playa, millionaire but don’t get no cakeTow my pistol anywhere, go to er with a grizzly bearBreak yo house with yo kids in thereCall the folks I had been in thereAKA my sig in up, drop top ***** was sellin doughYour girl never crystal Loubrettons so I bought her a pairReally it’s not an affair cu she *****ed a millionaireNighttime, where the cooler fool?These ***** niggas with bullet woundsStitchin hangin out my breaches, you can see this from a distanceI got blunts in cruise with 30 clipsFresh ass nigga with a dirty pistolI’m the same nigga that *****ed yo sisterYou so broke, can’t buy no pistolI’ll buy yo *****, I’ll buy yo lifeDon’t know when but yo mama miss yaEvery day I’m on drive nigga, never catch me in neutralAin’t doin nothing that you do firstWell loose you nigga not converseIt’ll be the concert of my convert, got the right playa but the wrong verseI yella gold, I got Rolls goldI got pink dollars like StarbucksI don’t rehearse, I don’t plan firstThat nigga strong hook, I call the wife first(Hook: Lil Wayne)Yella bong, butt nekkedIf the ***** wet – eject itMan all my hoes be actin like detectivesBut I don’t give a ***** and if I did I would give it to youThat rainbow has 2 colors – rhythm & blues yeaI just hope for the time, my times onlySay we runnin out of time,Tell that to a time bomb yeaThen she kiss me on my bullet woundWho are you? Cuz mother*****er I’m me*****in rightAnd if she say she catching that nut I throw it straightI can’t believe this butter, go get my butter knifeShoot a nigga twice in case he live a double lifeLil Tunechi yea(Verse: Young Scooter)Shawty ***** wet, the dope drippin wetI live a double life, I got a stupid dumb checkI do this shit that rappers do without a rub checkI shit on hoes and pull on foes, I got street respectI hit you with that collar, you won’t live a double lifeI hit you niggas last week so I got that one strikeForeign bad ***** and she *****in on sightI go hublos, I got Rollies, I got ice on top of ice(Hook: Lil Wayne)Yella bong, butt nekkedIf the ***** wet – eject itMan all my hoes be actin like detectivesBut I don’t give a ***** and if I did I would give it to youThat rainbow has 2 colors – rhythm & blues yeaI just hope for the time, my times onlySay we runnin out of time,Tell that to a time bomb yeaThen she kiss me on my bullet woundWho are you? Cuz mother*****er I’m me*****in rightAnd if she say she catching that nut I throw it straightI can’t believe this butter, go get my butter knifeShoot a nigga twice in case he live a double lifeLil Tunechi yea
