Shoebox lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Hah, Gato
Cartel, 1-0-1-7
Zaytoven
Go

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Gucci Mane]
My money too big for a shoebox
Thirty round c*ck on my Glock
I put the D on the block like The Lox (Skrrt)
Yeah, I'm drippin', I need me a mop (Go)
Paw perpendicular, hopped out the 'Ventador
Scream, "f*ck a hater" to no one in particular (f*ck ya, hater)
V-12 cylinder, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya (Go)
Entrepreneur, I'm the sh*t like manure
Rockstar n*gga, still f*ck on a whore
Countin' this money, I used to be poor (Count it)
Countin' this money, I need me some more
What can I say, I'm from EA
Got a ho from LA, snort a brick in a day
Squirt when she work, makes you skeet in her face
And her hips make her look like she walkin' in place

[Verse 1: NAV, Gucci Mane & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Pull out my coupe and I'm liftin' my doors
I'm a rockstar, but I still f*ck with whores (Yeah)
No, I'm not the same NAV from before (Uh uh)
Won't buy a Lamb if it ain't Aventador (Skrrt, skrrt)
f*cked that b*tch once, don't want her anymore (f*ck her)
Every time she call, I'm hittin' ignore (Hah)
Hundred thousand on my jewels, I afford (Hundred band)
I was trappin' out of Honda Accords (Trap)
Gucci taught me how to kick a door (Gucci, yeah)
Now I'm f*ckin' b*tches when I'm bored (Hah)
Pop a 30 and I hit record (Geekin')
Made a couple mil', now I want some more
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My watch illy, I'm sick of me, I need a remedy (Achoo)
I'm in the drop top, J.F. Kennedy (Brr)
Me and your ho, she think we got chemistry (Huh?)
But she been a freak (Hah)
I been in the street (Yeah)
These Guccis, ain't no Timbs on my feet (Huh?)
Back, back, n*gga, give me ten feet (Back back)
f*cked that lil' b*tch in the suite, ooh (f*cked that lil' b*tch)
Money comin' on repeat
I like her, she suckin' that di*k unique (I like her, suck it)
Come from Atlanta, but I'm from the east (East Atlanta)
I be fresh to death like I'm deceased (Fresh as a motherf*cker)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Gucci Mane]
My money too big for a shoebox
Thirty round c*ck on my Glock
I put the D on the block like The Lox (Skrrt)
Yeah, I'm drippin', I need me a mop (Go)
Paw perpendicular, hopped out the 'Ventador
Scream, "f*ck a hater" to no one in particular (f*ck ya, hater)
V-12 cylinder, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya (Go)
Entrepreneur, I'm the sh*t like manure
Rockstar n*gga, still f*ck on a whore
Countin' this money, I used to be poor (Count it)
Countin' this money, I need me some more
What can I say, I'm from EA
Got a ho from LA, snort a brick in a day
Squirt when she work, makes you skeet in her face
And her hips make her look like she walkin' in place
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Two solitaires, call 'em dumber and dumber (Brr)
Vert in the winter, treat it like the summer (Huh?)
She a man-eater like Jeffrey Dahmer
Then knock out your windows like Jazmin Sullivan (Ho, hah)
I'm the night show like the Sullivan Show (Hah)
Hublot was plain, but I flooded it though
Pablo sipping' Sprite, but he muddied it though
And I come to your house like the plug at the door
Knock, knock, a knock at the door
Cartel sh*t, got a shock on the floor
A block on the stove, 'bout to lock and reload
I'm on Flat Shoals tryna move me a load (Flat)

[Verse 4: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Gucci Mane]
Gotta drop the bricks off on Candler Road (1'5)
Quarter pounders, over a billion sold
The back of the 'partments a drug store (Blah)
Ooh, I'm so icy, an Eskimo (Ooh, brr)
She eat the di*k like it's edible (Eat it up)
You couldn't see me if you had a telescope (Can't see me)
We don't love 'em, we just f*ck 'em and let 'em go (f*ck 'em)
My house is a igloo and it's full of dope
Eskimo, nothin' typical (Nah)
We do sh*t unbelievable
Get in her, get in her, get in her (Get in her)
2K18, 18-cylinder, gone
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Gucci Mane]
My money too big for a shoebox
Thirty round c*ck on my Glock
I put the D on the block like The Lox (Skrrt)
Yeah, I'm drippin', I need me a mop (Go)
Paw perpendicular, hopped out the 'Ventador
Scream, "f*ck a hater" to no one in particular (f*ck ya, hater)
V-12 cylinder, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya, killin' ya (Go)
Entrepreneur, I'm the sh*t like manure
Rockstar n*gga, still f*ck on a whore
Countin' this money, I used to be poor (Count it)
Countin' this money, I need me some more
What can I say, I'm from EA
Got a ho from LA, snort a brick in a day
Squirt when she work, makes you skeet in her face
And her hips make her look like she walkin' in place
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