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letra de i hit that - gucci mane

[hook]

i hit that, i hit that
i can’t even lie, i drilled that p-ssy
i can’t even lie, i ditched that p-ssy
take this $500 and let me get that p-ssy

[verse 1: gucci mane]

take this $500 and let me get that thing
i can’t even lie i can’t resist that frame
the way she ride a d-ck is a godd-mn shame
and the way she suck a d-ck i can’t forget that brain
it’s a real good day, base is good pay
camping at the mansion like six whole days
i’m not no kid and i sure don’t play
but my money’s standing taller than a high top fade
i’m looking oh so dapper dan in these brand new jeans
what y’all mean now with all these godd-mn waves?
tried to chop me 500, baby that’s chump change
and your boyfriend is a layman, i’m a godd-mn train

[hook]

if i had a quarter for all the wh-r-s out here
i’d be like bill gates, top of the fortune list
i heard your girlfriend cheated on you, that’s unfortunate
and she prayed to soul, the baby, all aborted it
i hit like five dimes but i ain’t keepin’ score with it
and that was yesterday, i’m ballin’ like a patriot
i give her dirt, you say you’re drinking ‘cause i paid for it
but i’m so rich b-tch that it ain’t really cost me sh-t
they let the boss in this b-tch, i’m spillin’ sauce n sh-t
i’m just a force in this b-tch, i got a costly d-ck
your baby momma in the booth suckin’ sausages
i’m gettin’ my d-ck sucked in my office sippin’ coffee, b-tch

gucci! you know!

[hook]

[verse 2: juicy j]

she got a lot, she’s gettin’ paid
bust it open, she work the stage
slidin’ down the pole like she’s fiendin’ for the fire
you smoke her out, i get the b-tch higher
hotties clappin’ that -ss for cash
b-tch n-gg- i’m throwin’ bags
poppin’ bottles, throwin’ dollars
gin down the throat
make that b-tch swallow
make her twerk while i’m smoking purple
she gon’ make your pockets hurt
dance so freaky, i like it raw
but juciy j ain’t dirt mcgirt
this look like the player’s club
plus they all be showing love
vip with the ratchet b-tches
shakin’ -ss, off the drugs (mollies! )
they love me in the club
‘cause they know i’m tippin’
she might leave with a coup
that’s just how i’m feelin’
real street n-gg-
i’mma let her hit my weed
take her to my hotel
and put her on her knees

[hook]

- gucci mane

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