Yo Gotti - Worthy & Erving lyrics

[hook - Gucci Mane] You got them birds, I want a few. First I'ma drop a deuce Homeboy want 12, I want 30 boy that's 42 Call that pack that James Worthy, Zone 6 Julius Erving Set my dunk on Julius Erving, Flying through the 6 like George Gervin [verse 1 - Gucci Mane] You see the feet on the fleet, like cleats on a athlete Tell em paper tag me Damn that thing look nasty, damn this thing a cla**ic Everybody starin' Pull up in a Chevy, put yo Cutla** in a casket Simple dunk can't catch me On Davin's twistin' backwards Candy painted 6's like the rims just did a back flip My rims just did a back flip The lips on my rims so big they f**ed 'round and did a front flip The way I got my dunk built - Way I got the motor built, punch it then the front lift Wammin' at the light, pimp Slammin at the light symbol Pull up in a white dunk, white guts, white rims [hook X2] [Verse 2 - Yo Gotti] '73 Chevy, but it look like a dump truck Trunk like a concert - that mean that b**h loud as f** Everything kitted up, that boy digital Hundred thousand dollars in the Chevy, that was pitiful Hardwood floors in that b**h, look like my grandma house White on white leather, my seats remind me of my grandma's couch Trunk having a heart attack, rims doin' a somersault Micheal Jackson 26 inches, they doin the moonwalk Sunday I ain't bumping no rap, I'm bumping Al Green Monday I ain't selling no white, I'm sellin' all green Yo Gotti, I'm the King No sooner than I hit the scene I'm watchin colors, and then I watch my plasma screen [hook X2]