歌手:Gucci Mane
专辑:《Trap God 3》

Homeboy
Turn me up
Guwop
Mike Will
EarDrummers
Turn up
[Verse 1]
Purple 'rari
Purple rim
Purple bad ***** with a purple tan
Orange frames, orange Lam'
Orange [?] and orange [?]
Red Charger, red Bentley
*****, I came up at the Red Room Inn [?]
Twenty hit the room
And the four just missed me
***** so strong, you can't light no incense
Gucci Mane's a multi-multi
Hundred thousand dollars, rent me
My goons might dress up in bow ties
Always keep three killers with me
Gucci Mane don't back down, no guy
See your ass later, let a couple months go by
Whippin' up the ****, true story, my old life
Still got work like Drake, *****, no lie
Room of house full with nothin' but smokers
In the kitchen, now I'm cooking up that coca
Used to get the **** right from my brother
My plug in the [?] come right under
And you can't pull *****t with a set, your Honor
Spikes in my cleats cause I'm a punter
Black shades on like Stevie Wonder
Cheetah print on cause life's a jungle
If you boys attempt to conquer
What I conquered, I'ma run you off the block
And hit your homie
Cause this clip here hold a hundred
Gun long as a gila monster
'90, was a Fila monster
And Gucci Mane gon' keep a strap
Show [?] just like it's [?] summer
[Hook]
If you want some, come get some, baby, cause there's plenty mo', you can get some of this *****t
If you want some, you can get some, baby, come getcha some, cause there's plenty mo' of this *****t
If you want some, come get some, baby, cause you want some, yeah, get you some of this *****t
If you want some, come get some, baby, cause there's plenty mo', you can get you some of this *****t
If you want some, you can get some, baby, come get you some, cause there's plenty mo' of this *****t
If you want some, come get some, baby, cause you want some, yeah, get some of this *****t
If you want some, come get some, cause there plenty mo', got plenty mo' of this *****t
Pl-Plenty mo', plenty mo' of this *****t
Got plenty mo', got plenty mo' of this *****t
[Verse 2]
I drop ashes, so careless
And these pants came from Paris
Your boyfriend's embarrassed
She felt the fabric, she [?]
I'm spending broccoli for carats
I'm in Versace, shoppin'
*****s pocket-watchin', they starin'
And I'm a step up on fa*****on
Got these three months in advance
They feel the fabric I'm wearin'
These pants I got come from Paris
I make your man feel embarrassed
Don't speak in Frank, I'm in France
Black patent leather, [?]
I'm droppin' ashes on [?]