Trap House III cover

Muddy Paroles

Gucci Mane

Album Trap House III

Paroles de Muddy

[Hook: Gucci]
Got buddy, my buddy
Goddamn that boy pour muddy
My buddy pour muddy
Goddamn that boy pour muddy
Pour it in - muddy, muddy...
Goddamn that boy pour muddy
Real muddy, that boy pour muddy
Goddamn that boy pour muddy

[Verse 1: Gucci]
I've got a buddy pour the shit real muddy
Goddamn that boy pour muddy
I've got a buddy pour the Sprite real dirty
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn...
I've got a buddy from the country but he think he from the city
He a country shady nigga but the nigga really picky
Drankin' on a pint and it cost a pretty penny
Gucci Mane and Dolph, freshest niggas in the city
All these bosses eat a trap, shoot with the rats
Econoline '99, I was sellin' sacks
Mama threw me out the house and I moved in with Pot
Sleepin' on the floor, I didn't even have a stack

[Hook: Gucci]
Clear crystals keep me up, that lean bring me down, nigga
When we pout it up, it be muddy...
South Memphis, I'm with OG Boo Dirty
I'm on a paper route, I've gotta fuck with Young Dolph
Money, power, ammunition, PeeWee, take 'em off
I call pilots, tell 'em... a thousand pints up
Nigga wanna spend an 80, knowing he a duck
Soon as I left out of court I started pouring up
And we don't pour up red, we pour up purple, bruh

[Hook: Gucci]

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
All I drink is mud...
Take your girl and turn her into my nighttime slut
But we don't hardly ever fuck
I swear I'm scared of that bitch 'cause her pussy too good
Damn, or maybe it could be me
I'm full of syrup, jumped in that pussy and fell asleep
Shit... I can't be doin' this
Go with my pistol in my hand and went and took a piss
Damn... yeah, I've been goin' HAM
Go and ask the streets be, they gon' tell you who I am
Your little sister say she love me
Your baby mama wanna fuck me and my cup extra muddy

[Hook: Gucci]