Gucci Mane - Stoned lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Stoned lyrics

[Intro] Ha! This dem Ferrari Boyz - catch up! BURR! Catch up! Catch up! [Gucci Mane] She stoned, she stoned, she gone off that Patron I gave that b**h a hundred dollars just to leave me 'lone Tell the waitress bring mo' bottles up cause she can keep the chaser Lil' momma switchin by my section she want me to chase her (NOPE) Wasted on moscato, but I'm losin my patience I'm tellin her come go with me but all her homegirls hatin (fu*k 'EM) Like Fred Flintstone, I'm a rolling stone (STONE) My best friend is Barney so you know I'm rollin strong (STRONG) Shawty in the zone, dress with the thong Every n***a in the club tryin to take her home (GUCCI) Shawty in the zone, dress with the thong And every player in the club tryin to take her home (Gucci) [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Ay let's get stoned (stoned) I'm so stoned Like Fred Flintstone, I got a partner named Barney and he keep me in the zone, the whole club stoned The whole world stoned, and tonight we 'bout to party like we just came home; ay let's get stoned (stoned) Like Fred Flintstone, I got a partner named Barney and he keep me in the zone, the whole club stoned The whole world stoned, tonight we 'bout to party like we just came home [Waka Flocka Flame] Put your blunts in air, hookahs in the air Put your lighter in the air if you tryin to get stoned Tonight I'm puttin on, I swear to God I'll survive b**h I am that high! Yes I am stoned Drinkin on Obama, it's rainin white liquor Gucci pa** the dutches, I don't do no Swishers Rock yellow stones, rock red stones b**h my money long, poppin pills and blowin strong I'm a 'Stone Cold' flexer, Steve Austin (stunner) Every concert man I'm gone (flex) stoned In my zone hater leave me alone, be gone Bird chains in the air - screamin as I yell [Chorus] [Waka Flocka Flame] When you hear this song The crowd gon' be jumpin up and down Screamin I'm stoned! (I'm stoned!) White Remy Martin can't drink Patron Lost my keys I can't even make it home [Gucci Mane] E'rybody in here gone, all my homeboys stoned My dogs just came home, ball like the Georgia Dome Thinkin - it's back on, drinkin - that there Patron It's over, I'm loaded, we toasted, we grown [Chorus]

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