Again (feat. Gucci Mane) (Explicit) - Young Thug/Gucci Mane

Produced by：London On Da Track

Nigga turn up

It's Guwop

Trap house Thugger bunkin'

Trap house mansion

Yeah right on Flat Shoals Exit nigga

We got London on da Track

I'm pourin' fours and **** I need to just put a deuce in

Drank

Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in

My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it

Nigga it's a gangster party why **** is you in it?

Nigga

Head buster microwave **** didn't take him two minutes

You know that there's some straps in the club they let my crew in

Squad

I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand

If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man

Shh

I can make the dope do numbers the Stacey Augmon

I told my ***** to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman

If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin'?

We thirty deep we cover the streets nigga we mobbin'

Yeah

It's Guwop again

Thugger and Guwop again

Chasin' that guap again

That my lil' whoadie again

We chasin' that money baby again

We ******* your homie's baby again

Pay if you owe me baby go and show me baby

Pull up and pour it

I'ma go gold and you know it

I got gold on my Rollie

Woo

And I'm real right like a poet

I look like a dope boy I know it

Woo

I know I'ma win it like Floyd

Woo

I became an important lil' boy

Woo

Money long like a sock with some shorts

Slatt

My ***** white and she brown like a port

Ed-umacation abort

Bookin' these dorks

I jumped off the porch and went north

Slatt

Whipped you some dope for the narcotics

Yeah

YSL hardbody

I got 'bout twenty chickens in the lobby baby

Ride it ride it Kawasaki 'saki

I don't speak english

Nah

I **** that mouth on the 6's

I'm the big homie I'm leakin'

Stick to the streets like I'm cement

I'on need no change you can keep it

I'on want your verse on my remix

No panties she my secret

Got a hunnid bands on me I'm cheesin'

Beanie Sigel lookin' down like an eagle

It's Guwop again

Thugger and Guwop again

Chasin' that guap again

That my lil' whoadie again

We chasin' that money baby again

We ******* your homie's baby again

Pay if you owe me baby go and show me baby

Pull up and pour it

I'ma go gold and you know it

I got gold on my Rollie

And I'm real right like a poet

Slatt

I look like a dope boy I know it

Woo

I know I'ma win it like Floyd

I win

I became an important lil' boy

Became

Money long like a sock with some shorts

Woo woo

Whippin' that *****

She whip out that dick

She suckin' damn she ******* damn

Sittin' a band on her knees like a bucket damn yeah