Gucci Mane - Miss My Woe (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Miss My Woe (en) Lyrics
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Took a shot of Dusse now
I'm missin' my woe
It's Gucci
Always stay on 10 like the 6 and the 4
I still can't believe you won't
be hitting my phone
Took a shot of Dusse now
I'm missing my woe
And I said one time, one time for the
real ones (for the real ones)
Why they always die so soon? (so soon)
Why they gotta go so fast?
They don't make enough like you
So I took a shot of Dusse
now I'm missing my woe
Missing my woe, huh,
missing my woe, huh
Missing my woe, huh, missing my woe
Got money for bail, got money for bail
I won't stay in jail,
I won't stay in jail
They want me to lose but
they won't prevail
Damn I miss my dog man
he should be here
Fresh outta jail, made bail
for the tenth time
Shoulda been said something
cause it's been time
You see me smiling but I'm
crying on the inside
Thinking bout my homies locked
down on the inside
I've been spared so many times,
could've been died
Coulda lost my sanity,
my brain been fried
It's so hard to understand
when it's God's plan
And it's not in my hands
but in God's hands
Free my nigga Putang and free Papa Joe
And every soldier ten toes
who ain't never told
And free my nigga Slick Ralph
and my Uncle Grant
Lord knows I'm asking for a lot
but bring my niggas back
Damn I miss my dawg, man
he should be here
Nobody ever kept it real
with me like Shawty Lo
In ATL, your memory will
never let it go
I'm holding on to them late
nights in the studio
And every call, every show,
and every video
R.I.P. to Slim Dunk,
we miss you, Mario
We tryna move on but it
still hurt though
We try to come together but
it won't work though
'Cause you's the most important
piece to the puzzle
I was in my cell, when I heard
the news 'bout Bankroll
Now everybody tryna be like Bankroll
But they broke the mold, when
they made my nigga Bankroll
I know I look like I'm all
good but I ain't though
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