M&M’s lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Hook: Peewee Longway]
You a hustler n*gga water whipping
Getting it out the bowl
How you countin' up the milli', n*gga
Put it on the road
She worth a quarter milli', clapping her ass
Slidin' it down the pole
She f*ckin' a million dollar n*ggas
He f*ckin' a million dollar hoe
Them M&M's
His home though more than a million
With no M&M's on the low
Don't f*ck with no peon young n*ggas
I put them M&M's on the road
Me and my b*tch, Jay Z and Beyonce
Got them M&M's on you hoes
I see them M&M n*gga, Ray Charles, blindfold

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Tucking the kid again
Hoppin up on the boat like I'm Gilligan
f*cking around with the M&M
Got me taking up flights and them trips again
Thumbing' through nothing but Benjamins
How can I, how can I help you, dear
I only talk if there's a(n) M in your ear
Your diamonds so clear, my madam, my dear
I fly at the pizzle for a slice of that pizza
Minus the Jay-Z with double Monifa
Better be careful, don't look at me B
Type in your google and look for Peewee
Longway, I make you throw your thousands away (stuff crust it bae)
It's Peewee Longway, the blue M&M
My bank accounts sayin no M&M
The Benz I'm in is a concept
That b*tch ain't even dropped yet
My fifth pocket is some molly
Take off like a rocket
Them hoes be sayin they're sick of him
I dress my b*tch and she sh*t on them
I make her bag as I set her lane
They callin' that sh*t ridiculous
[Hook: Peewee Longway]
You a hustler, n*gga, water whipping
Getting it out the bowl
How you countin' up the milli', n*gga
Put it on the road
She worth a quarter milli', clapping her ass
Sliding down the pole
She f*cking a million dollar n*ggas
He f*cking a million dollar hoe
Them M&M's
He done broke the meter
With them M&M's on the low
Don't f*ck with no peon young n*ggas
I put them M&M's on the road
Me and my b*tch, Jay Z and Beyonce
Got them M&M's on you hoes
I see them M&M n*gga, Ray Charles, blindfold

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]
MPA band camp got M&M
OG gas bags, we running through them
Put (perks and lean?) all on the airplane
On the road, Longway, the blue M&M
And I don't f*ck around with no peon
Can't hit my weed hit a leave it alone
Big bird account get his egg beater on
Turn a deuce to a four, not to a half
God damn that's what need you to sign
Trapper to a rapper, sell 'em verses with the bags
She made a quarter million on the pole, shakin' ass
Fishtailin' not to major riot on my ass
Matte black Jag, squattin' on them Forgis
M&M got a n*gga VVS' glass
Me and my main b*tch, Jay Z, Beyonce
Spending M&M's on with the same lane
Spending M&M's just to f*ck Ri-Ri
Dope di*king your b*tch, now she geeked
You claim you're hustling when you're moneefa them
I got a big truck full of OG in
Neighborhood Crip and OG Peewee
LA Loccs call me CeeWee
I mean the racks in your pocket that's seaweed
Big bank no dubs on Peewee
[Hook: Peewee Longway]
You a hustler, n*gga, water whipping
Getting it out the bowl
How you countin' up the milli' n*gga
Put it on the road
She worth a quarter milli', clapping her ass
Sliding down the pole
She f*cking a million dollar n*ggas
He f*cking a million dollar hoe
Them M&M's
His home though more than a million
With no M&M's on the low
Don't f*ck with no peon young n*ggas
I put those M&M's on the road
Me and my b*tch, Jay Z and Beyonce
Got them M&M's on you hoes
I see them M&M n*gga, Ray Charles, blindfold

[Verse 3: Peewee Longway]
And my b*tch worth a milli'
Ray Charles, we're getting it
Bounce that ass on the pole
f*ck up a big bankroll
Tough got bike on me mili
Jump my ass out in Philly
Longway, blue M&M, worth milli'
I'm double down with two semi's
Judge say I got a D boy description
She the reason I rerock them chickens
In a new air guwops fly crippin'
Yeah whipping up deuces, trying to get the M&M's
Apple juice while we pourin' up the muddy
Jeremy Scott got what the young n*gga thinking
Wrist game got a n*gga like "hey mane"
Hey baby, look at my bling bling
f*cking with the M&M, don't bang bang
She keep firing, bang bang bang bang
These hoes on Longway's dang dang
Versace diamonds in the motherf*cking pangaring
Mix matches designer well with my Hermes
Bought the M&M, brrrat brraat, gun play
OG gas bags, boy, they on the runaway
You should've seen a n*gga air chop foreplay
[Hook: Peewee Longway]
You a hustler n*gga water whipping
Getting it out the bowl
How you countin' up the milli', n*gga
Put it on the road
She worth a quarter milli', clapping her ass
Sliding down the pole
She f*cking a million dollar n*ggas
He f*cking a million dollar hoe
Them M&M's
His home though more than a million
With no M&M's on the low
Don't f*ck with no peon young n*ggas
I put them M&M's on the road
Me and my b*tch, Jay Z and Beyonce
Got them M&M's on you hoes
I see them M&M n*gga, Ray Charles, blindfold
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