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letra de step out - gucci mane

[intro: foogiano]
zaytoven
ho, ho, yeah
when i’m flexin’ on all this money, you can’t rubberband me
when i step out, you know i got these diamonds dancin’
know i got these diamonds dancin’

[verse 1: future]
i jump in a party, b-tch, you know i’m flyer than michael jordan
vvss diamonds lightin’ up, these b-tches goin’ r-t-rded
i don’t post none of my dawgs on ig ’cause they play with murders, yeah (murders)
i turned up my sidepiece and i’m f-ckin’ her with my main b-tch (yeah)
money and fame ain’t never changed me, still posted with gangsters
they done caught that boy sittin’ at the light, they wet him up and spanked him
every single day we roll our blunt and smoke a opp up
the way they gunnin’ spinnin’ through, n-ggas might just call the cops up
bringing 223 inside the party like a shotta
i been drankin’ syrup and i got herb like a rasta
poppin’ dirty molly, call me up when you want that geek d-ck (yah)
she was such a good girl, i turned her to a freak b-tch (hold up)

[chorus: foogiano]
when i step out, you know i got these diamonds dancin’
yeah, i’m flexin’ on all this money, you can’t rubberband me
he get stretched out tryna reach, my n-gga, you can’t have me
i was left out, now i step out, diamonds hit like taxis
[verse 2: gucci mane]
my richard millie cost two milli’, just blinded somebody
i really keep a milli’ just in case i shot somebody
i took the whole gucci store and put it in my closet
like a walkin’ water fountain, it’s like i broke the faucet
gucci mane and ain’t n0body got more ice than me (than me)
the step-out n-gga ’cause my items cost a mil’ at least (least)
i rep hard ’cause i know n0body can’t take sh-t from me (from me)
get stretched out reaching for my piece and now you rest in peace (in peace)

[verse 3: foogiano]
step out, i got all the diamonds, that’s [just like/jet life] [?] [1:53] (big bands)
gettin’ tired of hatin’, yeah, a n-gga should be exhausted (ho, who?)
yeah, i’m ridin’ through the hood dead fresh like a coffin
b-tch, i need a pool, diamonds wet as h-ll like a dolphin (splash)
when i step out, all them b-tches know that it’s the mil’ (it’s the mil’)
backwood full of zaza, i only smoke the greatest (zaza)
and i keep a tool every day, not only on occasions
drippin’ in designer, n-gga, yeah, i only wear the latest (drip, drip)
i was down bad at the bottom, now i’m on top (at the top)
if a n-gga disrespect the mob, we gon’ pop your top (we gon’ pop your top)
[wire/rob?] [?] [2:23] the plug, gettin’ it jumpin’, then set up shop (then set up shop)
i was broke as h-ll, now i’m steppin’ out with a knot
[chorus: foogiano]
when i step out, you know i got these diamonds dancin’
yeah, i’m flexin’ on all this money, you can’t rubberband me
he get stretched out tryna reach my n-gga, you can’t have me
i was left out, now i step out, diamonds hit like taxis

- gucci mane

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