Gucci Mane - Backyard lyrics
(with Young Dolph) [Hook:] Got so tough 4 way today Got money stashed in my momma's backyard Got a bag of money hid away Got it stashed in my momma's backyard A n***a play with my money he ain't here today A n***a dead in my momma backyard Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe I got stashed in my momma's backyard Been a player with the pay Ye started with a maid That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye [Verse 1:] I'm a survivor, race car driver A drink with no mollies mixed with tranquilizers I shoot at my rivals I race for your title I'm the average kid the berry rick your idol Your b**h on pilot, a good dick rider She s**ed it all night and cooked the a for the side on Been gambling 2 days, poker money then pound up Holding exntended clips like the police allow us No I.O.U I don't f** with the vowels Or sweat backstage underneath of a towel Me and Lil Wayne been doing 72 hours Remember how we broke I used to wish of a prowler My j**el so cold then my ring j**el colder I told her when she s** my dick to do this sh** louder My mouth too foul and it need to get behind her My breath is k**ing you imagine this sh** more wilder Deep this sh** real I can feel in the shot Pedophile dough, price's 14 5's And the dope so good that I bring you some powder Feed the bags are OG I don't f** with the sour [Hook:] Got so tough 4 way today Got money stashed in my momma's backyard Got a bag of money hid away Got it stashed in my momma's backyard A n***a play with my money he ain't here today A n***a dead in my momma backyard Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe I got stashed in my momma's backyard Been a player with the pay Ye started with a maid That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye [Verse 2:] My b**h bad, my money long My weed loud, my team strong I ain't rolling on lesser scrum I just bright your b**h tonight That's why I invited her to spend the night My glock black and my coupe too I drive these b**hes coocoo I ain't never ever ever love these hoes I just wanna smoke my weed and sell my dough Can't say Philly can't take care of my folk They say I leave a last meal everywhere I go n***a f** with Gucci I seeing my little n***a to cut off his leg n***a snitch on daddy you guessed again one in the head All of my n***as from the gutter I love to f** her but I don't love her All of my n***as told b**h got too fresh We ain't got time for no tussles I put it on everything I love Rule nr. 1 n***a show no love My cause was a crip, my blood was a blood Everything I got, I got it out the mud [Hook:] Got so tough 4 way today Got money stashed in my momma's backyard Got a bag of money hid away Got it stashed in my momma's backyard A n***a play with my money he ain't here today A n***a dead in my momma backyard Can't forget the plays that I hit the safe I got stashed in my momma's backyard Been a player with the pay Ye started with a maid That trapoholic crazy doing 100 k a day ye