Lil Wayne - Gucci Gucci lyrics

"One big room full of bad b**hes" x8 [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Fu got the weed, Marl got the gun They say numbers don't lie b**h, I'm not the one Hammers in ya face, this is not a dream And you get in every page in this magazine Bumping UGK, talking about a murder We roll a Dr. Jay and then we light that Julius Erving I got p-ssy on the way and p-ssy on the way out Life is a beach and these hoes trying to lay out Tunechi, Tunechi, toaster, tooly F-ck around and pop ya My homies got that white girl Call it Lady Gaga Glock for Tini, nina colada s**, swallow, semen, saliva I'm going at your collar F-ck you hoe n***as! Weezy go hard, you b**hes go figure Diamonds in my teeth like I'm a f-cking dope dealer You're a dead man walking: Michael Jackson Thriller I'm in one big room, full of bad b**hes... (I'm in one big room, full of bad b**hes) It goes: Tunechi, Tunechi Toaster, tooly, f-ck around and pop ya My homies got that white girl Call it Lady Gaga It goes: Tunechi, Tunechi Toaster, tooly, f-ck around and pop ya [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Back where I started on my set, in black All chrome Glock looking like a platinum plaque We don't pack extra clips, we pack extra Gats And all my hoes dirty like welcome mats Til the wheels fall off: I can fix a flat If you're scared go to church and get a scripture tat Guns the size of children, now don't be childish Be with wild-a** n***as and I am the wildest. I'm a motherf-cker, call me Weezy baby And on the end of the barrel I got a sweet potato My life is a movie, I got a leading lady My rooftop drop back like Tom Brady I got the world in my hands, skateboard n' my vans And all my boys stay strapped like we live in Iran I know what I can do, so b**h I do what I can Drop the Sorry 4 the Wait, man I'm just saying...