blvck ceiling - pillz lyrics
is you rollin? [x4]
b_tch i might be [x2]
girl he geeked up
girl he geeked up
b_tch i might be [x4]
east atlanta slum man is where i come from
pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
now everything was gravy ’til your b_tch came in
bout the same time that that thang kicked in
now she ain’t really pretty but she got a nice body
i’m geeked up thinkin’ this buffie the body
ain’t your name ‘lil trina cause you look like janet jackson
i’m off three double stacks and i’m lookin’ for that action
gucci mane you stupid man i love the way you flowin’
ridin’ in my drop but i don’t know where i’m goin’
on two eighty five i keep ridin’ in a circle
the inside of my ride smellin’ like a pound of purple
gucci is your time give me five more minutes
and a cold orange juice cause i’m really really trippin’
went to the strip club and request that i’m da man
the next thing you know i was throwin’ rubberbands
shawty tellin’ me she ain’t neva suck no d_ck
neva took a pill or neva ate a b_tch
you a lie but i ain’t gonna get upset right now
but i wish i had a lie detector test right now
you say you marry well b_tch you might be
but i bet your husband ain’t icy like me
she stand on b.c. in my ashy black tee
when dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans_jordache jeans
i don’t pay her but i still keep that thrax on me
i’m a the sh_t in east atlanta baby ask about me
pop one pop two two halves that’s three
ain’t no waffle house baby h_ll i can’t eat
gucci hood like your hoodman hes so extreme
wearin’ doces in the club cause you kno the boy geeked
top the top on that thang let you see my seats
we’ve been rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ we ain’t slept in weeks
shawty tellin’ me she ain’t neva suck no d_ck
neva took a pill or neva ate a b_tch
you a lie but i ain’t gonna get upset right now
but i wish i had a lie detector test right now
you say you marry well b_tch you might be
but i bet your husband ain’t icy like me
she stand on b.c. in my ashy black tee
when dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans_jordache jeans
i don’t pay her but i still keep that thrax on me
i’m a the sh_t in east atlanta baby ask about me
pop one pop two two halves that’s three
ain’t no waffle house baby h_ll i can’t eat
gucci hood like your hoodman hes so extreme
wearin’ doces in the club cause you kno the boy geeked
top the top on that thang let you see my seats
we’ve been rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ we ain’t slept in weeks
gucci mane the fly n_gga get your mind right
or a cries by the twelve like a case of budlight
sell a cush by a bell so you kno might sh_t tight
see i’m 30 in the morning on a all night flight
i’m high like fabo hood like shawty
so tell me when to go like my name e_40
a rich rock star n_gga i’m gonna party
got a party pack of pillz that’s at least bout 40
i’ll pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
take two of these pillz call me in the morning
fifty thousand pillz man i’m so real
three dollars for a pill that’s a d_mn good deal
shawty tellin’ me she ain’t neva suck no d_ck
neva took a pill or neva ate a b_tch
you a lie but i ain’t gonna get upset right now
but i wish i had a lie detector test right now
you say you marry well b_tch you might be
but i bet your husband ain’t icy like me
she stand on b.c. in my ashy black tee
when dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans_jordache jeans
i don’t pay her but i still keep that thrax on me
i’m a the sh_t in east atlanta baby ask about me
pop one pop two two halves that’s three
ain’t no waffle house baby h_ll i can’t eat
gucci hood like your hoodman hes so extreme
wearin’ doces in the club cause you kno the boy geeked
top the top on that thang let you see my seats
we’ve been rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ we ain’t slept in weeks
ay wassup gucci mane
why you sweatin’ so hard? is you rollin’ or somethin’
sh_t well baby i might be
but got d_mn what is you doin’
you jockin’ a playa. you ch_chewy ova here right
look i ain’t
(k_reilly)
k_rab baby you know what i mean i’m not a piece of bubblegum
what i’m doin is not your business
but matta of fact while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin?
cause the sh_t you got on make you look like you a waitress
so do what you do aight
i’m a give you this hundred dollars
go get you what ever you drankin’
bring me and cl!ck about ten of dem orange juices
five crunk juices nd we’ll be straight how bout that
and is you straight is you single or is you marry
cause i might be, b_tch i might be, b_tch i might be, b_tch i might be
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