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gucci mane - floor seats lyrics

[intro: gucci mane & quavo]
f-ck boys in the wrong lane
(honorable c.n.o.t.e.)
wop, wop, yeah

[hook: quavo]
50,000 on the dice game (cash-cash)
f-ck boys in the wrong lane (skrt-skrt-woah-skrt)
all my n-gg-s know it’s gang bang (gang-gang)
free my n-gg-s in the chain gang (free, f-ck 12, ay)
got 2 hoes counting everything (scammers)
they get floor seats to everything (ay, yeah)
floor seats at the barclays (ay, yeah)
no penny from a young n-gg-, penny hardaway (ay)
yeah yeah
i bought my b-tch a rollie now i got these hoes jealous
yeah yeah
if we go our separate ways, b-tch you might as well sell it
b-tch!

[verse 1: gucci]
breakfast in bed, man i sleep with the bread
went to sleep in a cell then woke up in a jet
nothing gets me erect like when i cash a check
look at my wrist and my neck, i’d rather pay for s-x
gucci and quavo like steph and klay, we the splash brothers
jewelry so flavorful, check out fader, the last cover
designers clash, designer frames, expensive gl-ss
i’m thinking about fall fashion, these rappers falling fast
i ball so hard i make an ex-baller think bout the past
this b-tch leave me then that b-tch just went from riches to rags
i’m too bold to brag and i might be too old to sag
and i just bought a rolls cause i’m too cold to buy a jag

[verse 2: gucci mane]
tell me the hood you come from, i pull up in a dun
these b-tches starin’ so hard, you’d think they saw lebron
went from shooting dice in the slums to gambling at the palms
my palms is itching so i know them millions bout to come
be bout your business, if i want a b-tch i buy me one
these n-gg-s snitches, if you ain’t got a lawyer hire one
i got floor seats at the game, you know my money popping
i brought two b-tches so bad that they even watching
sat in the cage for three years, n-gg-s ain’t send me nothing
i made a mil in a day, yeah that’s a lotta hustling
say it’s 10 mil in the safe and they gon’ say you’re bluffing
cause they don’t want you to ball, just want to see you struggling

[outro: quavo]
floor seats at the barclays
no penny from a young n-gg-, penny hardaway
i bought my b-tch a rollie now i got these hoes jealous
if we go our separate ways, b-tch you might as well sell it

- gucci mane lyrics

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