Sqad Up - Gudda Gudda lyrics

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Sqad Up - Gudda Gudda lyrics

[Jay Gutter] It's Gutter Gutter Yeah! It's Gutter Gutter Yeah! It's Gutter Gutter... I get high! Ridin' on this big a** tires I'm so fly! Ridin' in this big a** Five I'm so high - puffin on this stank a** live I'm so SQAD till the day a n***a die! I pull up at the club - all the b**hes grinnin *grinnin!* When I stop and drop the top the wheels keep spinnin *spinnin!* I'm off the chain! Got a six-fo - red light - hit - the color change Play the four dot --- six - Range, for days it rain Listen mayne! I show you how to do this sh**! Got the big truck sittin' on the Dooley Kit Keep the big tool equipped for foolishness Keep the fat doogey lit for whooziness It's SQAD up - you know who's the sh** f** around and watch our fastest n***a blooze ya click We so serioouus! p**y n***as hatin cause they ho's feelin uuus! It's young Jay Gutter, Gutter be the sh** cuuuz! [Hook] Gutter Gutter Gutter bein' suttin' wild Gutter bein' suttin' wild With some monster feet! Gutter bein' suttin' wild Gutter bein' suttin' wild With some monster figures, with some monster fe! Gutter Gutter bein' suttin' wild Gutter bein' suttin' wild With some monster figures, with some monster fe! Gutter Gutter bein' suttin' wild With some monster fe! Gutter Gutter bein' suttin' wild With some monster feet! It's Gutter Gutter...it's Gutter Gutter! [Jay Gutter] Sometimes I ride till I can't no mo Benz Coupe, peanut bu*ter seats, I ride with the to's I'm on the block stuntin'! All I ride is candy-paint, bu*ton! b**hes love me cause I'm gutter and my pockets pudgy n***as hate - I give they guts a muhf**in cuttin! Trust me - the boy sharp, ya'll n***as rusty! I'm still gutter - ride a bucket when a n***a hustlin' Later that night I'm in the truck with the dubbies stuntin' We do it big, all you other n***as just be frontin I'm on the block eyday, a n***a still be pumpin I'm Gutter Gutter till I'm dead and gone! Big truck sittin high, yeah the blades is chrome! I'm at the red liight! I'm smokin' sticky-icky, bout to get my head tiight Got a b**h with me bout to give some head riite Approach the boy - and catch a hot one in yo wiind pipe It's Young Money till the day a n***a dead riite! [Hook] [Jay Gutter] It's young Jay Jeezy, yeah! The gutter man, give a f** about a notha man I'm in the truck on them rubber bands It feel good sittin proper! The high yella boy is a rider! Smokin' on that fire But them 25's get me higher One day I'mma tell Lil' Weezy "daddy, he say holla" Ice around my coller - I'm too chained up! In the back I got the chopper - I'm blue flamed up! You can't follow - unless you got yo shoe game up Weezy been doing this thing - now the crew came up Im a true gangster - I do it - that all'd to it! Lookin for the top of my wip, b**h, I blew it! Lookin at the sides of my kicks, n***a, that's Deuces! Lookin at the Glock on my hip n***a, not trip n***a! I dip bigga - you see the wheels spinnin n***a (?????) my engines! [Hook] [Jay Gutter] Yeah - it's Gutter Gutter... Yeah - it's Gutter Gutter... Yeah - it's SQAD UP n***a... Gutter Gutter SQAD UP! Holla back... It's Gutter Gutter... [Hook - fades towards ending]

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