Guwop Nigga Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Holdin' up 

Holdin' holdin' holdin' up 

Holdin' holdin' holdin' up 

Holdin' holdin' holdin' up 

Holdin' up 

Holdin' holdin' holdin' up 

Holdin' up 

Holdin' holdin' holdin' up 

My main bitch, her anklet 

'Bout the same size of a ankle marcher 

If a diva late one time I'm a put her ass on probation 

I'm a give her two scratches 

She's a fuckin' good woman, I'm a give her a life 

I'm a walk by shinin' with a bitch 

Aye, say I had enough in my life 

I got 80 chains, I got 100 rings 

And a nigga can't take my ice 

Caught a murder charge, but I beat the shit 

'Cause a nigga tried to take my life 

I'm a millionaire, but I'm a country boy 

And my right hand man got a Tonka toy 

I sell, charge, I'm servin' boy 

Major saver, I'm the golden boy 

And I serve the pass like Lawyer Milloy 

Poppin' and poppin' and poppin' the shit 

Talkin' that shit, now you shot in the head 

Rich Squad niggas don't shoot in the leg 

Shouts to our fallen, I ball till I fall, and 

The neighbors don't talk 'cause the neighbors are scared 

A white girl, a black girl, a hell of a mix 

Rollin' up kush while they suckin' my dick 

On my chain is a tag team 

All my niggas gettin' money 

You can get tied, then tagged then 

Me and your freak'll start fuckin' 

Got two choppers, it's a tag team 

Four bad bitches and it's all to me 

Had to break into like ten houses 

To ride on these 9x17s 

Oops, my fault, that's your team's line 

I ain't have time, I was grindin' real hard 

People goin' crazy, and my mama goin' crazy 

But belive it or not, bitch, I gotta thank the Lord 

Ballin' so hard when I came out of jail 

Now I'm a get a scene and weigh the doja up 

Sippin' on lean 'til I throw up 

What you want to be when you grow up? 

GuWop GuWop GuWop, nigga 

All these hoes screamin' GuWop, nigga 

GuWop GuWop GuWop, nigga 

All these hoes screamin' GuWop, nigga 

GuWop GuWop GuWop, nigga 

GuWop GuWop GuWop, nigga 

GuWop GuWop GuWop, nigga 

All these hoes screamin' GuWop, nigga 

Y'all scooted in my team 

Flockaveli that's my shooter 

R.I.P to my nigga Don 

Think about your ass every day 

Momma called, said she need some money 

Sent her ten bands and it made her smile 

Child nude, no shoes 

Got to get him those new Trews 

Mail your head to your mama 

Hide your body in a restaurant 

Nigga wasn't shit anyway 

Playin' around with my awards 

Gucci Mane is a cool dude 

But a nigga might turn into a werewolf 

Got a stash box and it's all hundreds 

Your CEO ain't worth nothin' 

Made a half a mil' in three weeks 

Gucci Mane, I'm a blessed man 

I'm a real man, you can't feel me, man 

These fucked niggas keep tryin' to hold me back 

Matter of fact, nigga slow down 

When you drivin' in the 'Lac, you gon' spill my 'Gnac 

Like Pinky, nigga, I'm big and black 

Rock so many chains it hurt my neck 

Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

I'm turnt up, fuck off 

Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

I'm turnt up, fuck off 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

Them pussies they call me Trinidad 

Them bad hoes call me TJ 

I got a girlfriend in Magic City 

And a side bitch in the Blue Flame 

Her pussy bomb like bomb like Saddam 

Hussein, pussy nigga 

Gucci needed me for a verse 

Call me up, nigga tap me in 

This verse here, I transferred it 

These bad bitches they after me 

Only buy Molly from rich hoes 

'Cause these broke hoes be taxin' me 

Got a problem with it? 

Do somethin' 'bout it 

Bomb squad like "Hoorah!" 

Real niggas call Gucci 

But these bitches call "GuWop" 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane 

I'm turnt up, fuck off 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane, 

I'm turnt up, fuck off 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane, 

I'm turnt up, fuck off 

I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane, 

Trinidad and Gucci Mane... 

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