Sunday, August 21, 2016

Waddle lyrics - Gorilla Zoe

Can't talk about money
That ain't really fair
He talkin to his girl
But she lookin over here
Smokin on his mid
And hes drinkin him a beer
Bubbas got a blunt
Put some kush up in the air
(Yeaah)
And I'm like pass me a bottle
I don't want your girl man I'm finna pull a model
Lady man shawty I'm a young dun dodda
Them thangs on my waist
So I walk with a waddle

I walk with a waddle
Walk with a waddle
My jeans hang low cause my pockets fulla guapa
My chain hang low cause my ice fulla water
I walk with a waddle
I walk with a waddle
A whole lot a swagga
I'm a young dun dodda
I walk with a waddle
I walk with a waddle
See us in the spot
We don't dance we just waddle
Walk with a waddle
Walk with a waddle

Get any bitch I want
Cut it like a schwag
I walk around with 20 grand in the gucci bag
All my niggas G's
Ya'll just hella fat
We move em by the three's
(yall just sellim bags)
I been gettin rich
I heard you niggas mad
I heard you niggas broke
I heard you down bad
You need to work it out
Gon to your gym class
We been workin out
Droppin off them gym bags

I'm stayin countin gualas while I walk into the kitchen
My rang and my watch (told) my necklace I was trippin
I hit em with a holla
I'm down for a shot a
I walk it like I talk it gucci actin like a balla
My iced out doggies same size as a yorkie
But if you touch this dog tho the owner start barkin
I'm hood a then your boyfriend
Richer then your husband
Wabble with the bottle
I'm a east atlanta scolla

Yuuuuuurm it's borin
Block wake us up,its no clock, we snorin
Six rings on you can call us robert horry
Still bust supremes down zone 6 cornin

Yeah we on the block still lotterin
Brought the A down from west side at the marlin
Catch us in the club it ain't rainin it's pourin
When we leave the club it's with a bitch in somethin foreign


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