Letras de Stand 4 It

Gucci Mane

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What′s happenin' homie? (Huh)
Hey man, get the valet man
Man slide me down right here in the front, man
Got your five homie, nigga (got your five homie)
Big Guwop (Dun Deal on the track)

I make a 100K a day, that′s a slap in the face
Me and Scooter ball in Vegas, just like Puffy and Mase
You know the way that Gucci play, don't make me go in my safe
I wore my Louboutin's once, and then I throw ′em away

I′m drinkin' Chandon, Sean John all in the day
This champagne and peach Cîroc, it got me higher than space
I said grace and drink my breakfast, yeah, a pint of the grape
Cook up a half a brick for lunch, and then I gave it away

I fornicate with my trigger, bring my scrap to the date
I duct tape your feet and legs, you won′t wear nothin' but tape
They think I got a weight problem, I get so much cake
You niggas hatin′ on the 'wop, that′s a female trait

I sell a million-dollar verse, get your Gmail straight
I 16 so hard, it make your heart vibrate
Charger knockin' pictures off the wall, there's no earthquake
They tried to kill my partner Rick Ross on his birthday (damn)

They say life is a bitch, but Gucci paying cash for it
Momma stressing hard ′cause she can′t pay the landlord
I can never snitch, my family, they don't stand for it
And I wasn′t born rich, but being broke, I just can't stand for

I stand on what I said nigga, that′s just what I stand for
My young nigga jump overboard, that's just what I stand for
All my niggas trappin′ hard, that's just what I stand for
My choppa is my bodyguard, that's just what I stand for (go)

I bought a Buick Regal, man, and I didn′t have a license
Used to catch the buster walking just to buy my Nikes
I knew you′d turn pussy nigga, guess that makes me psychic
Got a hundred young niggas with me, all these niggas strapped

I ain't tryin′ to diss your momma, but I bet your son won't try me
And your momma may not tell you, but I bet your sister like me
I′m like Tyson in his prime, man, but I'm not with the fightin′
Yellow lightning on my wrist, my Roley's bigger than a Breitling

Just rolled a ounce up in a Philly Titan where the lighters
I'm King Midas bitches say your highness ′cause I′m draped diamonds
Call me smokey 'cause I′m rocking ice cubes, booked up to Next Friday
And if you love me, like you say you love me, baby hit the highway

They say life is a bitch, but Gucci paying cash for it
Momma stressing hard 'cause she can′t pay the landlord
I can never snitch, my family, they don't stand for it
And I wasn′t born rich, but being broke, I just can't stand for

I stand on what I said nigga, that's just what I stand for
My young nigga jump overboard, that′s just what I stand for
All my niggas trappin′ hard, that's just what I stand for
My choppa is my bodyguard, that′s just what I stand for

They say life is a bitch, but Gucci paying cash for it
Momma stressing hard 'cause she can′t pay the landlord
I can never snitch, my family, they don't stand for it
And I wasn′t born rich, but being broke, I just can't stand for

I stand on what I said nigga, that's just what I stand for
My young nigga jump overboard, that′s just what I stand for
All my niggas trappin′ hard, that's just what I stand for
My choppa is my bodyguard, that′s just what I stand for

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