Gudda Gudda - Willy Wonka lyrics

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Gudda Gudda - Willy Wonka lyrics

I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Ok I'm Sipping On The Syrup Got A n***a Mioving Slow I'm All Bout The Money What The f** You Think I Do It For Just Don't Act Like You Ain't Know I'm k**ing These Rap Ass n***as Costing Them Thier Caskets For Your Motherf**ing Funeral Keep These Women With Me sh** I Gotta Keep Two Or More Party Everyday Like We Won The f**ing Superbowl Chilling With My n***a Mack He Keeps b**hes Handy White Girls On The Table Let Them Sniff The Nose Candy When I'm Walking By The Women Say Who Is That n***a I Reply I'm Gudda Gudda That n***a I Was Raised In A home Of Cap Splitters Whip On 24s Watch It Crawl Like A Caterpillar I Come With A Toy Boy Like A Happy Meal And You A Motherf**ing Duck Daffy Dale From The School Of Hard Knocks Where we Scrap And k** Pick The Kinfe With Gunna You Could Get the Package Deal I'm Hot n***a Burning Everything Around Me I Was Lost For A Minute Took A While But I Found Me The Streets Say I'm King But The Game Will Never Crown Me Realest n***a Doing It Just Ask The n***a Round Me So You Can't Size Me Up But Try To Clown A Shark Jump In The Water And I'm a Drown Ya New Orleans Gun Out I'm a Down Ya Put n***as To Sleep Like A Downer I'm A Great White You A Flounder Fish Ain't A b**h I'll Tuna Everything Around Ya You Hoe Gudda Move Everything Around Ya It's Young Money b**h At The Top Is Where They Found Us n***a (Wayne Sparks Up) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Goons I'm Back Marley Don't Shoot 'Em Silence On A Gun Watch A n***a Mute 'Em The Coach And The Boot Call Me Jon Gruden Schooled These n***a They All My Students All Jokes Aside I Ain't Playing With Ya The Weed Broke Down Like A Transmission Choppers Spin Like A Ballerina I'm Still Spitting Like I Ate A Jalapeno I'm From Uptown My b**hs From Argentina My Pockets On Fat Like Joey Cartagena Stunt So Hard It's All Ya'll Fault And When It Come To Beef Give Me A-1 Sauce I Ain't Worrying About sh** Everything Paid Catch Me Poolside In Dwayne Wades House Wth A High Yellow b**h With Her Legs Out Catch Money President But We In Red House Who The f** Want It Name A f**ing Day Blow The Candles Out My n***a Cut The Cake I Gotta Eat b**h Like A Runaway Ya'll n***as Ain't Eating Stomache Ok All These b**hes And n***as Still Hatin I Used To Be Ballin But Now I'm Bill Gating f** You With My iPhone Bumpin Illmatic I'm On The Road To Riches It's Just A Lil Traffic Hair Still Platic f**ins A Habit Keep My Guitar Hip Hop Manny Cravis Bought Your Bad b**hes and I f** 'Em Like Rabbits Dope Big weezy Your Girlfriends A Addict Uh I I Don't I I Don't I Don't Like The Look Of It

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