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Gucci Mane - Sleep Walkin'
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(Intro) Whats happening? Its Guwop! I got these niggas, niggas with me Turn up! (Verse) Im daydreaming, thinkin bout a million Tryna rob my bank, taller than the ceiling James Brown, bout that money I got the feeling That I make a lot of money, they wanna kill me Now Im sleep talkin, geeked up off that bitch molly Now Im sleep countin, thumb through a half a million $ In the club, fell asleep, 100 in my pocket Keep some shooters with me and I know the robbers watching Im a taker, they aint never took shit out my body Except that nigga hitter, I could say he got me Im just playin with yo brain, nigga dont believe it You know that was a throw nigga when I was dreaming (Hook x2) Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she cant find herself (Verse) Okay, now I got uzzi on the phone with the paper I could point at you, see every move on surveillance Boy Im getting faded, bad bitch on top of me Like they from Decatur, I could never hate you Zone 6 neighbors, zone 6 racers Riding round in the Bentley, zone 6 stormin with the Mac Miller like Tunechi I was skippin school, all the best girls makin movies Rest in peace to Lil and my nigga was the coolest (rest in peace) Believe that, I grind for real You know Im sleep walkin like a motherfucker, you dont know how Shawty feel Keep going hard like a motherfucker Whats up without a deal And Im real, and Im here Call Gucci for the kill (Hook x2) Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she cant find herself (Verse) Woke up with yo baby mama, what the fuck? I used to run with yo baby brother, I gives a fuck And yo big sister catchin nothing, yea she a slut Woke up or I am asleep on South Beach Im sippin mud, Im smoking gas, I got it bad Sleep walkin my day job and this bitch keep out those dollars cash Keep touring, I took your girl to dinner it was boring She was gorgeous but baby got er thinkin I was snoring Im in Europe, Im sippin syrup Im in the foreign, its zone 6s 5 oclock but here its like its morning Yea we ballin, we ball so hard that all my niggas know I sleep with cold chick cuz Im a sleepwalker, this a warning (Hook x2) Sleep talkin, talkin in my damn sleep Sleep walkin, trippin over my damn feet Sweet talkin, sweep her off her damn feet She say she lost, she cant find herself Ill show you baby
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