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Versuri Gucci Mane – Met Gala feat. Offset Lyrics

Versuri Met Gala Lyrics:

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up Monique (Monique)
Ooh she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week I’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that n*gga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

Look at my boogers they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your n*gga too (bow)
This stick make a n*gga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
N*gga stop shootin’ you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang I won’t let ‘em lose (gang)
Your bitch she wantin’ the pipe aight
This sh*t started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a n*gga then get this sh*t right (huh)
On sight right n*gga goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that sh*t ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
F*ckin’ a thot on the ocean Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey hey)

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up Monique (Monique)
Ooh she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that n*gga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

I’m havin’ this sh*t what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah Gucci the man cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through I’m in Dallas man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go go go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These n*ggas ain’t trappin’ ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A n*gga rob you he be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a n*gga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo woo woo)
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers boy (80 boy)

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up Monique (Monique)
Ooh she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that n*gga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)

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