Soulja Boy - Gucci Durag lyrics

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Soulja Boy - Gucci Durag lyrics

Produced by CpainBeatz [Intro: Soulja Boy] [Hook: Soulja Boy] Damn, Gucci durag Ooh, Gucci durag Ooh , ooh , Gucci durag Uh, ooh, Gucci durag (Yeah) Gucci Durag (x8) Ooh, Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag (Uhhh) Gucci Durag (x8) [Verse 1: Soulja Boy] Gucci durag just check out my flag Just walked in this b**h with a brand new bag Pull up, Porsche, Check a flag It ain’t Halloween Im walking ’round with the mac In the trap with the strap and that mac on my lap Ménage à trois in my gucci durag She a bad a** b**h with a fake a** I pull up Porsche truck and drop off a bag Pull up im serving that [?] and they know that sh** Look at my diamonds you ain’t even notice it Walk in the mall with 20 thou’ n***a I blow that sh** You pa** me that backwood it ain’t no gas, imma throw that sh** Pull in the corvette and flex on you n***as I’m Big Soulja Draco I dont f** with you n***as Bout 200 in the corvette had to get a ticket Jumped out that b**h and i hopped in new Bentley Pedal to the medal, Push it To the limit In the trap I run circles round’ n***as like fidget spinners Condo came with versace slippers SODMG records, n***a I bought the building I just made another million (ooh) I just serve and then i’m k**in (Uhh) In the trap in the kitchen throw fish in the sk**et V12 my engine just to be specific [Hook: Soulja Boy] Damn, Gucci durag Ooh, Gucci durag Ooh , ooh , Gucci durag Uh, ooh, Gucci durag (Yeah) Gucci Durag (x8) Ooh, Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag (Uhhh) Gucci Durag (x8) [Verse 2: Soulja Boy] Ridin’ round’ town with a brick on me You ain’t gotta ask, lil n***a I got that stick on me Run up on gang you history Where you get all that money from damn it’s a mystery Sitting in the trap with that mac on my lap Lil lame a** n***a, Know you ain’t getting no racks I’m ridin’ round’ with that strap Young n***a post up with a brick in the trap Just sold a brick the other day Left wrist cost a hundred k (100k) Run up on gang and imma let that choppa spray Got a brick of actavis in my trophy case I just cashed out on another Wraith If you ain’t getting no money get the f** up out my face Hit the cookie dope i;m Outerspace Talkin sh** n***a you know them bullets hit your face [Hook: Soulja Boy] Damn, Gucci durag Ooh, Gucci durag Ooh , ooh , Gucci durag Uh, ooh, Gucci durag (Yeah) Gucci Durag (x8) Ooh, Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag Gucci durag (Uhhh) Gucci Durag (x8) [Outro: Soulja Boy]

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