Soul Snatcher lyrics
by Gucci Mane
[Intro]
808 got them smokers
Wop
Lil' whores
Ayy, pssh, ayy, it's Wop (Ayy)
[Chorus]
f*cked her off the perc, make the pus*y squirt, ayy (Lil' whore)
Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (It's Wop)
Bought that b*tch a Birkin, .40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy
One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy
Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse
AK47 up this b*tch and go berserk, ayy
Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop)
He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert
[Verse]
I'll f*ck your b*tch and shake your hand with a smirk
All this blue cheese in my pocket like a smurf, ayy (It's Wop)
Sippin' Wockhardt, geekin' like a nerd
4 am, I'm in the trap, I'm still bustin' serves, ayy
[Chorus]
f*cked her off the perc, make the pus*y squirt, ayy (Lil' whore)
Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (It's Wop)
Bought that b*tch a Birkin, .40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy
One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy
Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse
AK47 up this b*tch and go berserk, ayy
Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop)
He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert