pus*y Print lyrics

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Gucci Mane


[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Wizop
Yeezy Mane
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Burr

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
b*tch, stop the comparisons, I'm not these other artists's (No)
I'm Gucci Mane, La Flare, my neck on that real retarded sh*t (Burr)
Keep a towel with me 'cause my watch be drippin' water, b*tch (Woo)
And I only featured Kanye 'cause we both some f*ckin' narcissists (Yeezy)
Narcissistic tendencies with psychopathic pockets, b*tch (b*tch)
My bank account is crazy, b*tch (b*tch), I think it needs some medicine (Woo)
My straitjacket Giv-enchy-ahnchy-ahchy, can't even pronounce that sh*t (Ooh)
Designer jeans, designer drugs, just bought me a designer b*tch (Yeah)
Why this b*tch keep hittin' my line? (Ah) She knowin' she ain't no dime and sh*t (Nope)
Knowin' I ain't got no time to waste, be f*ckin' around with no nickel, b*tch (Huh?)
Your n*gga pinchin' pennies, but I'm out here making these millions, b*tch (b*tch)
Don't ask me who I'm votin' for 'cause I got all the presidents (Racks)
My b*tch walk 'round in lingerie all day, she think she elegant (Mwah)
It's an elephant in the room—guess who's the motherf*ckin' elephant? (It's Gucci)
Maybach in the garage, elevator in the residence (Huh?)
My pockets bulgin', bulgin', pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Wop, yeah)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
pus*y print (Huh?), p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Wop)
pus*y print, p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Mwah, yeah)
pus*y print (Huh?), p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Wop)
pus*y print, p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Mwah)
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Gucci Mane]
Me and Guwop makin' super moves
Makin' stupid cash, stack it through the roof
You don't f*ck with me? The feelin' mutual
I'd feel the same if I drove that Subaru
We hit the city, the old me goin' OC
How her friend only gonna watch, that is so weak
Seven times in a row, I could go the whole week
I could take you from the nosebleeds to the floor seats
But I need that, in the sauna, in the bathroom, at your mama's
Like a porn star, I'm a monster; you a dancer, on the camera
In the G-string, girl, I want you; at the concert, at the condo
In my bedroom, in the guest room
In the restroom, f*ck it, every room (Yeah)
Tryna see that—

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
pus*y print (Huh?), p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Wop)
pus*y print, p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Mwah)
pus*y print (Huh?), p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print (Wop)
pus*y print, p-pus*y print
My pockets bulgin', bulgin'
Pokin' out just like a pus*y print
[Outro: Gucci Mane]
Mwah
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