Wilt Chamberlain (Part 2)

Lyrics
[Verse] Trash can, kush bag, got the club fucked up Told Icy ain't rich, bitch, you got me fucked up Hustlers, hustlers, y'all niggas is suckers You a bad bitch, but I wish I never fucked her Straight drop, glass, got me takin' all your [?] [?] got me clear as snow bricks, call me cash out [?] havin' ass, nigga, why ya got your hand out? Aqua, teal paint, did it just to stand out Bouldercrest Road, nigga, Sun Valley trap house Like a bitch, yeah we call that bitch the mansion If you fuckin' underage girls, you a Chester One thing Gucci is not is a molester Twenty-nine year-old lady, she successful Fine in some jeans, but look better when shе dress up Girlfriend fine, but shе ugly from the neck up Pillow on her face, and I beat her like she stole some Gucci Mane rich, everybody wanna hold some Two big balls and a dick, wanna hold that? Baby girl suckin' on my dish, she need to slow down Hold down, baby 'cause you just too much
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- Gucci Mane