Gucci Mane, V-Nasty, Slim Dunkin - Push Ups lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane, V-Nasty, Slim Dunkin - Push Ups lyrics]
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Driving real fast of the Ferrari lot
Got the bitch tryna count all the cars we got
On the gas pedal, I don't hardly stop
And stop the show like a
Bitch in a halter top
No shade, just harder rocks
Purple drink in my soda pop
Police looking for me now
Cause they saying Gucci Mane just
Killed the fucking parking lot
Afterparties in Canada
Drop SPYDER, a tarantula
My money got it's own manager
I should walk around with a camera
Make visions move sellin inner 2's
Sell bricks while a nigga get interviewed
Don't intrude on my music dude
I got a bitch sucking
Dick through the interlude
I was bred to ball, I was born to die
I'm too drunk to drive and too high to fly
Before you count to 1-2-3, you see that 45
I'm the living truth, I don't never lie
Made the trap jump, made the track cry
Never let a bad bitch pass me by
Don't ask me why, but I'm too live
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
See the diamonds and jewelry and
The bitches hitting swishers
In the Rari, I'm sorry
The coupe push button, atari
Shrimp and Calamari, pocket full of lettuce
No crouton
Girlfriend tripping, I buy a new one
Gucci needs some new ones
Nigga I don't do ones
In the mall shopping like
A nigga using coupons swag so venom
Like your dressed in Docker's Denim
All these cars, think I rent um
100, 000, can't tint em
My shooters for certain
Them boys be plotting and lurking
Try all that cursing in person
I have them hearses with verses
I talk and I listen
Yellow diamonds they pissing
I be hitting and dishing
And you be tricking, magician dunk!
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Its me bitches ms v, bitches
Nasty if you ask me
Your brother wanna hit this
I'm where the cash be i'm bout my business
Come with the chopper
Knock his head off the hinges
I'm with that shit
Cause I bring that fucking drama
Leave um in the hospital
Bitch you're in trauma
What ya hollin'? I'm hotter than Obama?
Cause every time I hit the mic I eat it up
Osama got the fucking choppers, baby I rap
Yeah you know I'm aiming at
That bitch with the Mac
I gotta get the stacks leave her line flat
Aiming at that bitch, red beam at the cap
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Driving real fast of the Ferrari lot
Got the bitch tryna count all the cars we got
On the gas pedal, I don't hardly stop
And stop the show like a
Bitch in a halter top
No shade, just harder rocks
Purple drink in my soda pop
Police looking for me now
Cause they saying Gucci Mane just
Killed the fucking parking lot
Afterparties in Canada
Drop SPYDER, a tarantula
My money got it's own manager
I should walk around with a camera
Make visions move sellin inner 2's
Sell bricks while a nigga get interviewed
Don't intrude on my music dude
I got a bitch sucking
Dick through the interlude
I was bred to ball, I was born to die
I'm too drunk to drive and too high to fly
Before you count to 1-2-3, you see that 45
I'm the living truth, I don't never lie
Made the trap jump, made the track cry
Never let a bad bitch pass me by
Don't ask me why, but I'm too live
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
See the diamonds and jewelry and
The bitches hitting swishers
In the Rari, I'm sorry
The coupe push button, atari
Shrimp and Calamari, pocket full of lettuce
No crouton
Girlfriend tripping, I buy a new one
Gucci needs some new ones
Nigga I don't do ones
In the mall shopping like
A nigga using coupons swag so venom
Like your dressed in Docker's Denim
All these cars, think I rent um
100, 000, can't tint em
My shooters for certain
Them boys be plotting and lurking
Try all that cursing in person
I have them hearses with verses
I talk and I listen
Yellow diamonds they pissing
I be hitting and dishing
And you be tricking, magician dunk!
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
Its me bitches ms v, bitches
Nasty if you ask me
Your brother wanna hit this
I'm where the cash be i'm bout my business
Come with the chopper
Knock his head off the hinges
I'm with that shit
Cause I bring that fucking drama
Leave um in the hospital
Bitch you're in trauma
What ya hollin'? I'm hotter than Obama?
Cause every time I hit the mic I eat it up
Osama got the fucking choppers, baby I rap
Yeah you know I'm aiming at
That bitch with the Mac
I gotta get the stacks leave her line flat
Aiming at that bitch, red beam at the cap
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up? I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is
Time to mount up
Count up, think it's time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups