Zaytoven - Bling Bling lyrics

* uncredited Verse 2 rapper mutters; best guess only [Intro] Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci) Laflare entertainment (Laflare) Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy) That n***a Dest in the buildin (that boy Dest) Bad Boy in this motherf**er (Bad Boy) Big Cat in this motherf**er (Big Cat) Is Laflare in this motherf**er? (That boy Gucci) Yuh [Chorus: repeat 2X] I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist Your whole entire life savings on my pinky n***a Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) [Gucci Mane] See I'm smokin on some bubba kush, come from California Funky like yo' daddy feet is stankin like ammonia Now I got his plug with this {?} in Arizona When I touch Atlanta they gon' tell my telephoner Trap n***as, rap n***as, wish they could clone us Icy cause I dig blue blue big bails of marijuana Trappin has advanced from just standin on the cornah Violators haters will be turned to organ donors Chillin in the V.I., sippin on Corona I'ma get some head with this this b**h like this Patrona Stop playing games girl cause I don't condone 'em If you want some work don't come before like it's a zoner Fifteen inches but my rims they some grown-ups s**er for a minute now a n***a has done blow up Check my BDM's, look at my spins, daily goin up Check, check my spins, daily goin up [Chorus] [Verse 2] * Check out my portfolio, foolin with that Scorpio Messing whit that bad chicks ride like uh rodeo Smokin on the fire, got us higher then the holy ghost If you ain't poppin no bottles right now (bruh ain't reppin) I'm the freshest from dirty, Westside rollin close to {?} From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose On a mission my vision, clouded by the paper Crooked, took it, cut it, shave it with the razor Even miss my bread and bu*ter, I ain't gettin offended Run it not in my budget, I ain't got to share it Who's your man? Like it, love it, not to want to play it {?} on them thugs, money on the table Who who play in the club? You f**in with the mayor I'll be damned, fresh in the mud, put you on the payroll What'chu want? Say what you want, it's all about me We get high and run in the hood, you fall around me [Chorus] [before third verse] Big Tank, Big Cat Let's get it in n***a Uhh [Big Tank] I show you how to do this here, keep a light bluish ear Sixty on them frightening, so you don't excite me Haters don't like me, and I don't like you either You mad cause I'm stacked up, and you underachiever You see the plat' Amex, you still f** with Visas Vietnam, Cakalak, n***as throw the V's up n***a roll the trees up, what the f** you waitin on? We talkin 'bout this money, so go on make a hatin song Gucci's on my feet, but my jeans look like dollar signs 'cicles on my teeth, so I'm talkin money all the time G's I'ma follow mine, you don't want no part of mine Chopper in the back'll have you leapin like Impala signs Big Tank, Big Cat, n***a what you know about it? Sittin in the booth, and they told me bring the flow up out it Go getter fo' sho' about it, money over e'rythang Stackin up this paper 'til it's higher than a airplane [Chorus] [Outro] Uhh