gucci mane - club swole lyrics
turn up! catch up! go!
club swole club swole
come on f-ckin turn up
these b-tch -ss motherf-ckers
yeah slam me down right here
from the front to the back
yeah yeah right in the front man
bout the dope f-ck n-gg-r
yeah what a waste
the way she sittin round that motherf-cker man
a hundred of these motherf-ckers oarked up
club swole club packed right by the wall
yea i’m on who up? who up? who up? who up?
club swole it full of hoes this ap here it’s solid gold
how much it cost? for one of those?
it cost yo ap and 90 more
i- i- i- upper her cameltoe like ready bo
this rollies locked tight on my wrist just like the figure 4
got a bentley outside with the 4s on
got a hoe inside no clothes on
i’m going rolls gold all summer long
imma keep the top back till the summer gone
got a dark skinned b-tch in my rari
rodeo drivers shopping spree
can somebody please bring a incent?
got look smelling just like cookie
on a jet get head and p-ssy
tryna roll 3 5 in a phily
n-gg-r take what’s dirty about me
she’s a a and i make her down on her knees
club swole club swole
these gl-sses that no wonder
can’t see nothing but hoes
nothing but hoes
she smoking with me she smoking with me
and drinkin with me and drinkin with me
my jury trippin and they got her p-ssy trippin
club swole club swole
i’m in my 2 seater so this car here’s only for hoes
i told her hold it for me and roll it for me
and if i need you to break it
then pour it for me
my jewelry drippi long way fly crippin
she hit the spot same quick flow
p-ssy start drippin
i’m at this quick trip serving gas my zip’s 2 50
this two door man it’s mighty fast
only dash it’s 2 20
a cold march i can form a 20
country boys on the roll 1 20
take a nine out a brick remix it
overnight west coast we shipping
meet a n-gg-r that ice gibson
tied up just all over the skittles
picking at my jewel wear big dimple
two b-tches want me jack triple
sprinkle sprinkle molly long way dip’em
playin by the part for long way sipping
ball man i’m about it young rich n-gg-r
they say that n-gg-r illuminati counting up figures
got n-gg-rs all around me got they hands on the trigger
slumdog millionaire come out them trenches
ought to get shot flickin
club swole filled up with bad -ss b-tches
no offense you know i stash it
in my jimmy true vision long
club swole club swole
these gl-sses that no wonder
can’t see nothing but hoes
nothing but hoes
she smoking with me she smoking with me
and drinkin with me and drinkin with me
my jury trippin and they got her p-ssy trippin
club swole club swole
i’m in my two seater so this car here’s only for hoes
i told her hold it for me and roll it for me
and if i need you to break it
then pour it for me
see in reality i don’t know
this bad b-tch nationality
no sympathy i pulled up
with his b-tch that was a tragedy
catastrophe every time
we pull up in that masterpiece
the backseat got her on her knees
sayin your majesty
i’m talkin levity’s b-tch you sit’em
star these are givenchy
bali me spent 100 k just on accessory
100 d f-ck around
we bought that out all the vip
no ciroc for me longway in here
ourin up all that lean lean lean
tsot hvm and mpa got pounds of weed
this jewelry i can’t help
yo hoe wanna f-ck this ice on me
designer frame i’m doin me i got yo ho on oscar street
she gonna let me f-ck for free
now they have the double treat
club swole club swole
these gl-sses that no wonder
can’t see nothing but hoes
nothing but hoes
she smoking with me she smoking with me
and drinkin with me and drinkin with me
my jury trippin and they got her p-ssy trippin
club swole club swole
i’m in my two seater so this car here’s only for hoes
i told her hold it for me and roll it for me
and if i need you to break it
then pour it for me
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