Bugatti (G-Mix|Explicit)

Bugatti (布加迪) (G-Mix) - T.I./2 Chainz/Peeto The Plug/Rich Gang
This the remix
I come looking for you with haitians
I stay smoking on good jamaican
I f**k b**ches from different races
You get money they started hating
Turn up
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti
Tats all over my body
Gettin' real money niggas still hatin' on me
Man y'all need a new hobby
Or they won't talk to me what they gon' say
I ball you a waterboy bobby boucher
On top toupée y'all niggas fruitcakes
I don't really play games but I keep 2 k's
Damn mr hood why you do 'em like that
Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back
Couple weeks old bugatti done went gold
You ain't even know I deserve that plaque
We the best runnin' every summer in fact
July 16th I'm bringin' the real back
Broward p**sy
I woke up in a new bugatti
Hold up double m back in this b**ch
Walk in the club with a mac on my hip
Diamonds look like niggas snappin a flick
Ballin' I blow fifty racks in the vip
I back in the whip maybach with your b**ch
A new mussolini in back of the six
I'm shittin' on rappers these rappers is sick
Cause my homies got whips that these rappers ain't get
Cause we crackin' them bricks and I package the zip
And I'm switchin' my flow I spit crack in this b**ch
And I been hit your ho now she back on my dick
But I get to the dough and get back at your b**ch
Like hollup I woke up in coon new ferrari
With all my motherf**kin' jewelry on me
New aston martin plus a rolls royce
And a new ferrari that's a new bugatti
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti
And it's paid for ni**a
Got racks stack 'em up like lego ni**a
I'm a motherf**kin' g I don't play with no ni**a
Multi-millionaire self-made ho ni**a
H-u-s-t-l-e gang
For that in god we trust we bang
I'm the new john gotti in a new bugatti
I got a few young hotties wanna get sh*t poppin'
Right put it in the light
Ni**a got ice but it don't look right
If a ni**a buy a brick and it don't cook right
I'll whip that sh*t for a rack sit tight
I got a bag full of tools and some yay to move
And all I want is money leave the fame to you
I graduated out of gladiator school
So all I know is go like I'm trained to do
Right now turn my mazy pedal to the metal I'm ashin' out
I let the top down in my phantom drop
Blowin' I'm high as an astronaut
When you see me I'm cashin' out
Walked into mercedes bought half the lot
You keep carrying on you getting carried out
Cause I don't take a** whoopins just pass 'em out
Is this worth getting blasted about
No forreal is it worth getting blasted about
Money conversation
Get so high I be scrapin'
Got my eyes like a asian
In my ride like I'm racin'
In the sky like a plane
It's gang or die
Ain't no lames up in my circle
Ain't no ho sh*t in my eyes
Throwin' money in the air
Poppin' bands and let it fly
Where I'm from you come up short
Pull that thing and let it fly
You know me blow so much dank think I'm marley
Got so much ink on my body
Brought so much drink to the party
I fell asleep and woke up in a new bugatti
I woke up in a new bugatti remix
I woke up in a new bugatti
Fresh whips
Candy on that money dip
Five hundred I'm hood rich
Put in work did a hundred flips
Been about them mansions
Stunna island we packin'
Rich gang we uptown
Ni**a hardbody and mackin'
Tool on that back ni**a
Money and that power
Mansion on that beach ni**a
Blood red bugatti
Versace on my b**ch ni**a
Blow a mil' like it's a dollar
Stunt
I woke up in a new bugatti
Woke up with the crown ni**a
Serving bobby brown ni**a
Started from the bottom now it's carter nino brown ni**a
Take my spot ni**a never will
Now I know how 'melo feel
We both shooters from new york
But I shown ni**a how the metal feel
Turn up
Fidel castro with them cuban links
With mark cuban where them cubans link
Excuse my french ni**a no france
Hottest new niggas in ten years
Coke boy deal like ten m's
Dj khaled up in there
I woke up in a new bugatti
Flow hot as the mojave gimme that sloppy sh*t
All on my car stick give her some hundreds she did
Like this I'mma say this
I'mma say this
F**k it I'll say it
F**k it I'll say it
If you got good p**sy you should always have your rent paid
Choke on some bands if I'm not mistaken
Add up my outfit fashion statement
This the school of hard knocks graduation
This the way remix
I woke up in a new bugatti
I'm sick of y'all niggas all talkin' crazy
Hottest ni**a spittin' and they can't debate it
I didn't really know 2pac or big
But know the beast within'll reincarnate 'em
F**k underrated I'm constipated
I'm shittin' on 'em f**k toilet paper
You're now tuned into the f**kin' greatest
Ace hood congratulations
Say name one ni**a that's rockin' with him
Flow like a hundred round choppa ni**a
Made a way out of the jungle
And now they in trouble I used to be humble as sh*t
Recently flooded my neck and my wrist
Tell all them critics to suck on the dick