ft gucci mane bow wow - going (ft. gucci mane) - bow wow lyrics
[hook]
going, going, going, i’m going, going
fit the bottles here but the club open
i’ma keep going, going, going, going
section full of bad b-tches in here all these hoes going
they going, they going, they going, they going
quarter pound of kush in the club so you know a n-gg- blowing
i’m blowing, i’m blowing, i’m blowing
and this jury got me glowing,
you ain’t going hard like a n-gg- going
i’m going hard, i’m rollervard
drive my range dripping out the park
man don’t ride don’t rub my kill
15 chains that’s over kill
roxies that’s her drug of choice
mollies that’s my favorite pill
home boy just making noise
gucci mane been making spills
like a trampoline, blind long as a limousine
i’m gucci man, the karma king, your baby mom’s a drama queen
keep that sh-t a hundred would you
to just smoked 100 swishers,
hit the club 100 pictures, that’s for all the married n-gg-s
mariana diamond dozen, doesn’t look like maserilla
the red bottoms on your b-tch, she lost one now she cinderella
god these labels steady cooling off, brick squad stay they hot as ever
and they 2 years and never kissed her,
i hope that b-tch don’t think i dissed her
[hook]
going, going, going, i’m going, going
fit the bottles here but the club open
i’ma keep going, going, going, going
section full of bad b-tches in here all these hoes going
they going, they going, they going, they going
quarter pound of kush in the club so you know a n-gg- blowing
i’m blowing, i’m blowing, i’m blowing
and this jury got me glowing,
you ain’t going hard like a n-gg- going
walk into the bank, tell them i’m cashing out
can’t write it on a check too large of it amount
pull out the rarri, that’s 3 80
i’m riding in the a and i’m stunting crazy, yeah
got a bad b-tch and shawty stay up in the k
she suck me good and then she count my paper
that f-ck you hating n-gg-s cause we sh-tting on them
like i can give a f-ck cause all the b-tches want them
10 promoters, it’s 100 in the show
who got the weed, light up the drough
my n-gg- goose and pole him a
tennessee how low, i can make this b-tch go
my n-gg-s, don’t talk sh-t, they just aim at your yankee fit
i call her over, i call once, i kick her out and don’t call the b-tch
[hook]
going, going, going, i’m going, going
fit the bottles here but the club open
i’ma keep going, going, going, going
section full of bad b-tches in here all these hoes going
they going, they going, they going, they going
quarter pound of kush in the club so you know a n-gg- blowing
i’m blowing, i’m blowing, i’m blowing
and this jury got me glowing,
you ain’t going hard like a n-gg- going
la 15 stacks i blew it all in 19’s
say she from memphis and she heading on the mall
i’m in the club with all my jury
and i’m with all my n-gg-s, i don’t need security
backseat of the phantom and my seat designer
all about getting money and building my empire
ain’t when you get no money cause the time now
ask your man bout bow wow n-gg-, you ain’t bout
i’m from the they never seen no clean mouse
i send them youngings in your spot
they came to clean your house
this is south side, be got a mean bounce
bad b-tches in my suit, they got a mean mouth
[hook]
going, going, going, i’m going, going
fit the bottles here but the club open
i’ma keep going, going, going, going
section full of bad b-tches in here all these hoes going
they going, they going, they going, they going
quarter pound of kush in the club so you know a n-gg- blowing
i’m blowing, i’m blowing, i’m blowing
and this jury got me glowing,
you ain’t going hard like a n-gg- going.
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