Gangsta Music lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bleu]
Al Geno on the track
Uh, woah, woah-woah

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
My new b*tch ride with me, I'm ridin' with two seats
My new b*tch ride with me, we ride with two, three heats (Two, three heats)
My new b*tch ride with me, got Gucci on her feet (On her feet)
I copped the new Corvette GT I'm 'bout to flood the street (Skrrt)
That pus*y wet like I need help on aisle three
Take di*k so good I might just have to charge a fee (Charge a fee)
You put that Luther on and you gon' f*ck with ease
You put that Yung Bleu on and you gon' f*ck with ease

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down? Can I di*k you down?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music?
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Yung Bleu]
We can f*ck to Me Against the World, what you know 'bout Makaveli?
What you know 'bout Juicy J (Yeah, ho), 400 Degreez, Badass and Webbie?
What you know 'bout Soulja Slim? We can f*ck to some Luther
We can play that Kevin Gates and make them panties get looser
What you know 'bout Master P? What you know 'bout Dr. Dre?
What you know about Do or Die? Them n*ggas were too live
What you know 'bout 2 Live Crew? What you know 'bout Uncle Luke?
What you know 'bout Outkast? Them n*ggas were bumpin' too
That pus*y dangerous
Unlock the door, f*ck on the floor, no I ain't came to fuss
If you can't keep sh*t to yourself, no, you can't hang with us
No, you can't hang with us, yeah
[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down to gangsta music?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (di*kin' you down, di*kin' you down)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Yeah)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Yeah)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music?

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
That n*gga Juicy J, man, yeah, yeah
SHUTTHAf*ckUP!
She don't wanna f*ck to all that slow romantic sh*t
Told me to play that Gucci Mane, she wan't that East Atlanta sh*t (Brr)
Ain't no SWV told me to f*ckin' pull her weave
She want that Kush & Orange Juice, she wanna f*ck and roll up the weed
Just like Cardi B she came through drippin' like it sprung a leak
All I did was play some Migos, now that pus*y slippery
Bad and Boujee, she got that Birkin Bag and listen to Moneybagg
Told my side b*tch to cut it, my new b*tch might jump yo ass
She got that stupid brain, I let her rock all my diamonds
Told me she wanted a ring, I went and bought her a Audi
I said, "Bring a couple friends so them hoes can get this work"
She said all her friends is dead and turned up that Uzi Vert
[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down? Can I di*k you down?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down?)
I'm di*kin' you down to gangsta music (Gangsta music)
Can I di*k you down to gangsta music? (Can I di*k you down? Can I di*k you down?)