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gucci mane - can’t walk lyrics

[verse 1: gucci mane]
i told you grind and go hard, don’t even play with the deal
the b-tch so fine i stay away from the chick
her -ss so fat i gotta pay for the sh-t
no lies, she’s so bad you take a trip with the b-tch
white girl in the bedroom pillow talk in this sh-t
michael jackson, chest of diamonds, moonwalk in this sh-t
she got some hips bigger than a hippopotamus ape
tryna put the d-ck all in yo esophagus babe
she second week, oh get some barbs, i said let’s eat on the way
i’m tryna leave a good impression, b-tch you’re right on yo face
she told me gucci you a dog, i told her give me a break
i’ll take you anywhere you want except take you on a date

[hook:]
d-mn, d-mn, i swear these n-ggas in trouble
pockets so fat that i can’t walk, walk
i swear these b-tches in trouble
so geek’d off that she can’t talk, talk
these diamonds got me so turnt up
yo b-tch choosin me so how it’s my fault, fault?
she feelin us so she think that she so turnt up
i told er get er sh-t and get out my house

[verse 2: wooh da kid]
gucci gucci, that’s my motherf-ckin dog
bsm, going hard, we be putting on
wooh da kid thuggin like the ’94 pac
100 round drum, bug got 94 shots
diamonds got me turnt, yo b-tch on my d-ck
everything squad baby, everything brick
we be going hard n-gga, we be on our sh-t
brand new 40 with a stupid rubber grip
i be on my grind, swear you n-ggas over with
brick squad all foreign, we exposin sh-t
my pockets so dumb that i can’t walk
if we ain’t speakin money then it ain’t no need to talk, squad!

- gucci mane lyrics

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