Gucci Mane - Kansas (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Kansas (en) Lyrics
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Shawty cooler than fan,
but her man not me
Got a real hot mouth, she
a stone cold freak
10 girls in my suite, brought
sand to the beach
Got a nigga from the country,
call two times a week
I'm in a red Maserati with
some snow white seats
And when I skeet I try to aim
it at her snow white teeth
Red bottoms on the wood, watchin'
the Hawks play the Heat
Brought the whole Bricksquad,
10 grand every seat
6 ounces and a liter that's
a dirty sweet tea
I'mma put this game on
bad bitch that I meet
I'm a zone 6 king and
my jeans got wings
I'm a rich girl's fantasy,
a poor girl's dream
Hold up stop the track, let's
get some'n understanded
I'm servin' softball,
I pitch underhanded
Your girlfriend said she like
me but I'm too demandin'
Bitch shut the fuck up and take
these 10 bricks to Kansas
My stash done got so big that
I can't rubber band it
My cartel speakin' Spanish,
I can't understand it
So stop the track my nigga let's
get some understandin'
Now I can't dance a lick but
look my diamonds dancin'
Rap or trap my nigga I'mma
take my chances
I gotta feed the family
I guess I fronted him too much,
he couldn't handle it
You disrespect the Squad then
you get reprimanded
Blowin' kush in her hair, she
smokin' second handed
I got the whole pack sold
'fo the pack landed
Chicken bags in the trap,
call it hand to handin'
And you ain't gotta shop with
me that's fine and dandy
Two ways, four nines call
it Georgia candy
Cookin' dope in Louboutin
cuz I'm kinda fancy
I met your bitch at the bar,
got her two shots of Brandy
Hold up wait, let me explain
Half my niggas move ki's of 'caine
Jewish lawyers what we've retained
In my car's where she give brain
Bought the _____ of Dorthy
Yellow road, sellin' bricks
Big face, yellow wrist,
drop top, hello bitch
Cut the shit, make sure
that we see eye to eye
We got them birds and they
don't fly up in the sky
Bitch, and you gon' take
this trip to Kansas
And you gon' get them
bricks of dandruff
I wash the money like it's
Head & Shoulders
I watch the money like a deadly cobra
And hit my phone once
you got the bricks
You hit the road you better
hold it if you gotta piss
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