Burrr Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Drumma Boy 

SOD Brick Squad 

Chorus 

Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr 

Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr 

Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr 

Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr 

Gucci 

Drama, Gucci, Soulja 

You wanna visit Gucci world girl here's a brochure 

want a cold watch, make yur wife say burr 

Goth balls in my ear like Burr Burr Burr 

Got a rari with the engine in the rear, look at here 

Shinin harder than yu partna, Red Air max match the cardinals 

You my son, I'm yur father, This a Trap style on the other 

So its poppin, ************* I'm so OJ okay 

Im so Waka Flocka fuck it, I might smoke in front the DA 

I'm so Gotti i might buck it, three two drops so I'mma feel like fuck it 

you a crab still in the bucket, Got a 6 K show in Kentucky 

Run upon a kid, and yu won't be lucky, might be around then yu will be unlucky 

38 revolver in the club, try Brick Squad and this shit get ugly 

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Soulja Boy 

Swagg, Swagg, Swagg 

Swagg, Swagg, Swagg 

Swagg, Swagg, 

Swagg, 

Soulja Boy off in this hoe, Im gon roll up all the dro 

Gucci on the passenger, The Ferrari is painted woh! 

Boy yu already know, The yellow diamond browling boy 

50 stacks plus 100 stacks a hunned racks i hit destroy 

I aint for that fuckin pain, bitch yu know my name 

Swang Swang with the Gucci Mane mane yu know i let my chain hang 

i'm gon do my thang Soulja boy gon Bling 

Bling bling bling and i let it Burr! all off in yur ear 

Disappear, bitch yu hate on me, Mane yu fake on me 

And its like a master piece the way my artists tatt on me 

tatted on my chest, tatted on my neck mane yu know its like 

I think I'm DJ Khaled, cuz we the fuckin Best 

Yo Gotti 

Cheaa! 

Cheahh! 

I amm! 

Yo Gottiii 

White bracelet so ignorant, the yellow one and match kit 

Cold hearted nigga, and i run around with lunatics 

They be on some shootin shit, I be on some neutral shit 

Since I got some soildiers, oh so i might as well jus used them shits (Burr!) 

Left his body cold, you know the story go 

Nigga disrespect a king, left him fulla bullet holes (Burr!) 

Shawty go with it, 

work the pole with it 

Magic city money, 

touch yur toes with it (Burr!) 

Rubber bands snap (Burr!), 

Money flowin up (Burr!) 

Money flowin down (Burr!), 

They just bagging up (Burr!) 

Half a million ones, (Ones!) 

thats a lotta papers (Burr!) 

Couple hunned guns, ready for the haters