GUCCI MANE & YOUNG DOLPH lyrics : "Backyard"
Got so tough 4 way today
Got money stashed in my momma's backyard
Got a bag of money hid away
Got it stashed in my momma's backyard
A ^!$$% play with my money he ain't here today
A ^!$$% dead in my momma backyard
Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe
I got stashed in my momma's backyard
Been a player with the pay
Ye started with a maid
That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye
(Verse)
I'm a survivor, race car driver
A drink with no mollies mixed with tranquilizers
I shoot at my rivals
I race for your title
I'm the average kid the berry rick your idol
Your (*##$ on pilot, a good dick rider
She sucked it all night and cooked the a for the side on
Been gambling 2 days, poker money then pound up
Holding exntended clips like the police allow us
No I.O.U I don't $#&@ with the vowels
Or sweat backstage underneath of a towel
Me and Lil Wayne been doing 72 hours
Remember how we broke I used to wish of a prowler
My jewel so cold then my ring jewel colder
I told her when she suck my dick to do this %#@! louder
My mouth too foul and it need to get behind her
My breath is killing you imagine this %#@! more wilder
Deep this %#@! real I can feel in the shot
Pedophile dough , price's 14 5′s
And the dope so good that I bring you some powder
Feed the bags are OG I don't $#&@ with the sour
(Hook)
Got so tough 4 way today
Got money stashed in my momma's backyard
Got a bag of money hid away
Got it stashed in my momma's backyard
A ^!$$% play with my money he ain't here today
A ^!$$% dead in my momma backyard
Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe
I got stashed in my momma's backyard
Been a player with the pay
Ye started with a maid
That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye
(Verse)
My (*##$ bad , my money long
My weed loud, my team strong
I ain't rolling on lesser scrum
I just bright your (*##$ tonight
That's why I invited her to spend the night
My glock black and my coupe too
I drive these (*##$es coocoo
I ain't never ever ever love these hoes
I just wanna smoke my weed and sell my dough
Can't say Philly can't take care of my folk
They say I leave a last meal everywhere I go
^!$$% $#&@ with Gucci I seeing my little ^!$$% to cut off his leg
^!$$% snitch on daddy you guessed again one in the head
All of my ^!$$%s from the gutter
I love to $#&@ her but I don't love her
All of my ^!$$%s told (*##$ got too fresh
We ain't got time for no tussles
I put it on everything I love
Rule nr. 1 ^!$$% show no love
My cuz was a crip , my blood was a blood
Everything I got , I got it out the mud
(Hook)
Got so tough 4 way today
Got money stashed in my momma's backyard
Got a bag of money hid away
Got it stashed in my momma's backyard
A ^!$$% play with my money he ain't here today
A ^!$$% dead in my momma backyard
Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe
I got stashed in my momma's backyard
Been a player with the pay
Ye started with a maid
That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye
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