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gucci mane & chief keef - semi on em lyrics

[verse 1: gucci mane]
b-tch, it’s young gucci mane, you heard that i go coco-loco
so much money that my pitbull got a diamond choker
i’m on a yacht, me and my plug, and yeah, we playin’ poker
sippin’ coladas, smokin’ ganja, he’s a heavy smoker
i started right here in the city, they call me a local
i rob you blind and burn the money like the f-ckin’ joker
and if you don’t believe me, ask them hoes at strokers
so much money in the air, can’t even see the sofa
so much kush smoke in the air, i can’t help but smell the odor
they say i cook so many deuces my arm need a motor
half a pint in the mountain dew, now that’s a dirty soda
and i sell so many chickens, think i work for kroger

[hook: chief keef]
i’m flexin’, countin’ gualas, parkin’ lexus, i don’t ride em
bad yellow b-tch, p-ssin’ unless she a rider
she is down to ride with me and she gone hold my glock
and she see an opp, i tell her pop her and she gone pop off
all us like 2pac, notorious, b-tch i’m like big papa
if i see an opp, i spot him, shot him, b-tch i got him
drive through, in and out, i throw ’em up, benihanas
ridin’, hemi, semi on me, catch his -ss, semi on ’em

[verse 2: chief keef]
i been shot callin’ since i hit the lotto, ballin’
my diamonds know voodoo 504, b-tch they from new orleans
ring, ring, money callin’, i gotta go you not important
i’m smokin’ tutu and tooka and countin’ money, tourin’
my ruger hold a thirty, you can hold a f-ckin’ chorus
that’s 80 shots at your face, better be good at duckin’ bullets
pull up in that lord, that’s that sh-t them hoes adore
i pull up to the club and tell a b-tch to hop aboard
baby i’m a king, i know i am not a lord
but i’m almighty so’ and that’s that sh-t that i send shottas for
i’m smokin’ paraphernalia with a glock on tours
make that b-tch sing a melody, you get lots of chords

- gucci mane chief keef lyrics

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