Cant Walk - Gucci Mane feat Wooh Da Kid
[Verse 1:]
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 ass 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:]
Damn, damn, 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:]
Gucci Gucci, that's my motherf_ckin dog
BSM, going hard, we be putting on
Woo 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!
[Hook:]
Damn, damn, 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
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