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Gucci Mane

Kansas

 

Kansas

(album: I'm Up - 2012)


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Shawty cooler than fan, but her man not me
Got a real hot mouth, but she a stone cold freak
10 girls in my suite, brought sand to the beach
Got a nigga from the country, come two times a week
I'm in a red Maserati with some snow white seats
And when I skeet I try to aim it at her snow white teeth
Red bottoms on the wood, watching the Hawks play the Heat
Brought the whole Bricksquad, 10 grand every seat
6 ounces and a liter that's a dirty sweet tea
I'm a put this game on every bad bitch that I meet
I'm a zone 6 king and my jeans got wings
I'm a rich girl's fantasy, a poor girl's dream

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Hold up stop the track, let's get some understanding
I'm serving softball, I pitch underhanded
Your girlfriend said she like me but I'm too demanding
Bitch shut the fuck up and take these 10 bricks to Kansas
My stash done got so big that I can't rubber band it
My plug be speaking Spanish I can't understand it
So stop the track my nigga let's get some understanding
Bitch shut the fuck up and take these 10 bricks to Kansas

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Now I can't dance a lick but look my diamonds dancing
Rap or trap my nigga I'm a take my chances
I had a couple jooks didn't go down how I planned it
I guess I fronted him too much, he couldn't handle it
You disrespect the Squad then you get reprimanded
Blowing kush in the house, she smoking second handed
I got the whole pack sold 'fo the pack landed
Chicken bags in the trap, call it hand to handing
And you ain't gotta shop with me that's fine and dandy
Two ways, four nines call it Georgia candy
Cooking dope in Lou Vuittion cause I'm kinda fancy
I met your bitch at the bar, got her two shots of Brandy

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

[Verse 3: Jim Jones]
Hold up wait, let me explain
Half my niggas move ki's of 'caine
Jewish lawyers what we've attained
In my car's where she give brain
Bought the V of Dorthy
Yellow road, selling bricks
Big face, yellow wrist, drop top, hello bitch
Cut the shit, make sure that we see eye to eye
We got them birds and they don't fly up in the sky
Bitch, and you gon' take this trip to Kansas
And you gon' get them bricks of dandruff
I wash the money like it's Head & Shoulders
I watch the money like a deadly cobra
And hit my phone once you got the bricks
You hit the road you better hold it if you gotta piss

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

done

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