Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi trovare il testo della canzone Pill Poppin Problem, artista - Gucci Mane. Data di rilascio: 13.01.2008
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Pill Poppin Problem |
| Shooter holding my pistol as I switch lanes in that Audi |
| Tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom |
| I ain’t shit lame without my partners |
| Your bitch came to my house to get fucked by my roster |
| My team homie, Peewee put me on it, yeah |
| These niggas don’t want no problems, yeah |
| I can see it in their eyes, the feelings got me thinking through my mind |
| And I can’t hide the feeling inside |
| I don’t know how I feel like this but shit just got real like this |
| Rich Homie |
| And can’t no suckers get in my ride |
| So I slowly let the fly |
| Now let that marinate while your bitch get in my ride |
| She can’t believe her eyes, the ghost came suicide |
| I’m trapping, gotta make a plane, bae let’s ride |
| In traffic with goons behind me, my god im ‘fraid im drunk |
| And if you got a problem, my god I’m ‘fraid I’m drunk |
| Rich Homie where they do, it’s your boy Longway |
| I count a lot of cash, my homies hold AKs |
| And if you try to pass, make sure you saying grace |
| My homies at your ass, aiming at your face |
| Shooter holding my pistol as I switch lanes in that Audi |
| Tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom |
| I ain’t shit lame without my partners |
| Your bitch came to my house to get fucked by my roster |
| My team homie, Peewee put me on it, yeah |
| These niggas don’t want no problems, yeah |
| I can see it in their eyes, the feelings in my heart got me thinking |
| through my mind |
| And I can’t hide the feeling inside |
| I don’t know how I feel like this but shit just got real like this |
| you ion put sixes on that shit you should put fours on |
| I told her just so I could fuck her with her clothes on |
| 50 bitches hit my line in jail on my cellphone |
| Niggas say he got the velcro |
| Say he got a truck load, tell me what I don’t know |
| Niggas that I run with are all |
| Clip got a gun in every pocket of my cargo |
| Half a million dollar bails in my condo |
| Frisco |
| I’m in molly world, light a |
| Snuck up in the club with a pint in her elbow |
| Shooter holding my pistol as I switch lanes in that Audi |
| Tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom |
| I ain’t shit lame without my partners |
| Your bitch came to my house to get fucked by my roster |
| My team homie, Peewee put me on it, yeah |
| These niggas don’t want no problems, yeah |
| I can see it in their eyes, the feelings through my mind |
| And I can’t hide the feeling inside |
| I don’t know how I feel like this but shit just got real like this |