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Gucci Mane( Radric Delantic Davis )
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Hotpocket
ft. Migos
Put the bricks in the attic, hope the Feds ain't watching Sniper on the roof for you fuck niggas plotting Yeah, she's gonna run, she got chickens in her stocking F and N on my side, fly, that's a hot pocket Gone
All white Charger pull up with the police lights Red, blue, and white, asking questions, I'll take flight Run back to my trap, stash them bricks up in the attic 12 hit my spot, throw saran wrap and plastic They thought they was gonna catch me slipping Looking and searching for chickens and pigeons They ain't find shit but a fork in the kitchen And a couple C from the bathroom of the mansion Finesse Takeoff, you ain't never catch me slipping Keep an egg beater, yeah, I'm always whipping
Stay with a PT, always sipping Young rich nigga, we the all gonna catch it
Put the bricks in the attic, hope the Feds ain't watching Sniper on the roof for you fuck niggas plotting Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yeah, she's gonna run, she got chickens in her stocking F and N on my side, fly, that's a hot pocket Gone
I'm whipping and whipping the chicken The bricks in the ceiling, finesse on no feelings The bitches, they play with the water They splashing the work, I call 'em Free Willy Finessing the plug and I'm not gonna stop till a young nigga hit a milly Young nigga with banana clip, ba bow Niggas start peeling Busting the bricks out the wrapper, I will pop you like a snapper Young goon put it on your head, they'll eat your ass like an apple Young nigga and I'm sipping on maple I meant maple, 50 bricks to the top of skyscrapers My house got marijuana acres
Put the bricks in the attic, hope the Feds ain't watching Sniper on the roof for you fuck niggas plotting Yeah, she's gonna run, she got chickens in her stocking F and N on my side, fly, that's a hot pocket Gone
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