Gucci Mane - On the Way lyrics

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Gucci Mane - On the Way lyrics

[Hook: MPA Duke] My country boys on the way, I'm finna serve 'em I want you to hold this K, and don't act nervous Got them goons around me, and they workin' We gettin' them birds in, and that's for certain He claim that he a boss but he never took a loss Playin' both sides, that's the sh**'ll get yo' a** offed Got some shooters on the buggy, they'll k** yo' a** for nothin' Run up on you wit' that carbine, empty clip into his necklace They vicious! [Verse 1: Young Thug] Them b**hes naked washin' dishes She like my lifestyle, she say we live too relentless Two thousand for my Gators, them b**hes lil itchy b**hes got bumps and I'm rich just like Donald Trump Ridin' round wit' that pump, pockets look like a lump Weed smellin' like skunks, blunts big as a stump b**hes wan' f** Young Thug and they wanna f** uncle unc Thugger not wit' the bullsh**, baby, I just want fun Boolin' all in the lobby, baby, I came up off midgets Nah, we not gettin' pulled over but my whole crew got them tickets Baby, I'm YSL, I know you come to the funeral Nah, I'm not no psychic but I got powers just like Yu-Gi-Oh! [Hook] [Verse 2: MPA Duke] I'm in the front of the line like the muhf**in' hearse do I know Thugga k**ed verse 1, I'm bout to k** verse 2 DK in the new Ferrari, damn, we ridin' round the lobby We so high off life, and we ain't got no f**in' options Reel them ducks in, we call it goin' fishin' Washin' machine all that money, we call it cleanin' dishes Makin' birds take a bath, we call it shavin' pigeons And I ain't PeeWee Longway but ya ho know I'm dealin' Swear I'm cold-hearted, I don't got no feelings In that new drop top, I don't got no ceiling The roof is absent, ball like I got cancer I'm the man in Atlanta, ask yo' favorite dancer [Hook]