London On Da Track - Virgin lyrics

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London On Da Track - Virgin lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] See my girlfriend is Italian and my car Italian too Ferrari wagon with the stallion, I got on ten rose gold medallions And plus Guwop eat racks for breakfast, b**h you know I dine with champions Supercharge my old Camero, pull up and I'm smashing it Watch, chain, ring, Lil Darryl I got a retarded wrist The rings and bracelets Jackie Chan because man they do karate kicks All my hoes wear body suits and all my cars got body kits And yeah I got, ain't f**ed about and I don't care nun bout a b**h Catch you at the drive-through, put that pistol on, you take your sh** He said I'm just a black brother like, what you try to kick some knowledge, n***a Matter of fact order, double deck, a double stack with cheese, b**h And if you pull a trick and blow my lick then I'm a squeeze, b**h [Hook: Young Thug &: Gucci Mane] Baby girl ain't no virgin Baby girl ain't no virgin Baby girl ain't no virgin Baby girl ain't no virgin What you mean she ain't no virgin? Baby girl ain't no virgin What you mean my b**h ain't no virgin? Baby girl ain't no virgin (x2) [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Shoot a snitch leaving court like nino - Dolce and Gabana tuxedo Garbage bag full of cheese, got a big bag of Cheetos Hit them with that 50 cal, two times, pair of free-throws Live from Castalia in my trap with a pair of freak hoes These pistols right here, they f** anybody, they some freak ho Thousand dollar scraps, n***a, I don't f** with cheap hoes Your b**h a freak for certain, me and my n***as working Never let a n***a f** me out my money, I'm a virgin Hood rich n***a but I still eat Church's That ho ain't getting no money, don't need her around me cause she worthless What you mean that ho ain't a virgin, Thug, long as she help me sell this bud Then she said she bust 100 time, that's 100 Slugs [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Thug] Last verse, should've went first - hearse Talking slick, get your f**ing gums burst These b**hes, they turning that green, just like f**ing turf These b**hes, they give me ma**ages like a f**ing nurse 1017 and that Cocaina All my b**hes smell like flowers, just like lotus Calm down, stand down, man down Ambulance at the circus - dead clown I'm a rich n***a, but my b**h booty big like burgers I've been serving, so you know my scrap ain't no virgin I sneak a b**h a molly ollie that's her main purpose She got a 25 like Christmas inside of her purse [Hook]

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