Gucci Mane - Fifty Large Lyrics
(Intro)We got London on the trackYeah(Hook)Fifty large in a rubber bandGucci cut the dough with his left handDid the scrub, said I pocket bounceWe let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behindSmoke 100 gram, throw 100 groundThrow a half a pint in the ocean crown (mud)? 57 ****as want a groundThe flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand(Verse)In the trap house, only big Gucci Guwop50 scrowts in the bag, we got 10 UzisI got 3 cellphones, all my lines ringinI got 4 chains on, VBS is blingin'In the kitchen, water with me, pourin' on syrupHunid bands on a midget, she comin' on the thirdAutumn Applegate[?] at the flirty out[?]Rich ****a, but I still got a gold mouthRacks on top of racks, ****a, I'm talkin' M'sGot? ****as with scrouts, they shoot f and n'sHit a COUNTRY boy, tell em wait in lineGet that cash by any means, juggin' all the time(Hook)Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)We let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behindSmoke 100 gram, throw 100 groundThrow a half a pint in the ocean crown? 57 ****as want a groundThe flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand(Verse 2)And I ball so hard, friends say I shouldna done thisSpent 1 mill last year, yeah, on some dumb ****Spent 2 mill last week, yeah, I'm havin' fun, ****Picture[?] million last year, I sign up my whole cliqueBig 20 million in my life, I'm a rich?If I get it to you in a Greyhound, that's legit streetsGirlfriend, shandough fool, ****, real listedHalf a pint o' lean in the cup, yeah I pinched strip****as say? Travis stop the walk, got me twistedLil Darrel got retarded at the watch, like he skipped ****[?]And? what you sayn ain't the truth, yeah, I flipped itReal with the real, forgery ****as shoulda peeped through****as f&()in' on me, homie, ****it, I can't keep a see-throughOn designer, all type of bad, but yeah I'm sellin' cheap ****Cheap worker, I root? all day, I got em cheap?Louie shoes when I run up on em, check my feet, ****Belly boost soon as I hit up on em on that street ****On my bessa, oh, she ferrocama[?] you should listenGucci pull on powder ship, then on em poposition(Hook)Fifty large in a rubber band (damn)Gucci cut the dough with his left hand (skoot)Did the scrub, said I pocket bounce (braaa)We let em ****as bleaw when we pull up on behindSmoke 100 gram, throw 100 groundThrow a half a pint in the ocean crown? 57 ****as want a groundThe flow so good, the sosa make ya wanna lick yo hand
