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gucci mane - bussin juugs lyrics

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first thing’s first man let’s get some understood
i’m a street n-gg- straight about the hood
i’m a… first day i met the flaws
when i came back to the city bussin jugs
tell the jack boys i wish a n-gg- would
on the real my n-gg- we been gambling good
i got a… purple dog up in the club
i’m obsessed with sipping leaning smoking purp
my mama say the neighbors think i’m selling drugs
i told my mama chilling and gave her a dose
i turnt the stock hold and i gave mama a hose
now when these n-gg-s reek up, they reek up with us

jug, you’re just another d-mn jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug,
jug, jug and i do it so good,
b-tch don’t even know it, she can leave the d-mn hood
jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug,

man a n-gg- set tripping in the wrong d-mn hood
call a n-gg- cold when he should have said blood
hood n-gg- know that he gotta show love
pull up to the club spend a whole d-mn…
hey, it’s your god d-mn move,
you talking about a b-tch and she’s a god d-mn sl-t
what? and now you call shy up
beefing bout a b-tch with a glue on b-tt
hey, they tryina act all tough
got the hundos in my pockets
stuffed in god we trust
stupid ways no… she screaming
how you picking dough if he ain’t using no…

jug, you’re just another d-mn jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug,
jug, jug and i do it so good,
b-tch don’t even know it, she can leave the d-mn hood
jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug,

1991 when i first start jigging
wouldn’t make a profit till i first start cooking
i’m standing on the crests like the boulder crest bullet
call your plug and tell that n-gg- that that gucci mane took it
if you lobby up i’m gonna get out of…
sun vale parking apartments and the neighbors keep looking
gave a knick to my uncle and i told him how was it
good house, great drunk, yeah he loved it
got a stash house, a scr-p house, my trap house…
flashback, a… my cousin
playing f-cking games with the gucci man money
jugs, jugs, jugs, jugs, jugs homie jugs keep coming

jug, you’re just another d-mn jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug,
jug, jug and i do it so good,
b-tch don’t even know it, she can leave the d-mn hood
jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug
b-tch don’t even know it, she didn’t met the d-mn plug



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