Jabbawockeez X Tiësto - BOOM with Gucci Mane & Sevenn

I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) Bitch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (yeah) Make that nigga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up) I don't like these bitches in my Business, I don't sneak and fuck (yeah) I might give that ho her problem, Tell that bitch to keep it up, yeah, yeah We top floor with my top off Put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh) Show you bitches how to pimp a nigga He can't keep shit, he gotta drop it off (ayy) Pretty bitch, he like to brag on me (brag) Tryna put a new ass on me (ass) I'm so damn expensive, uh He know he gotta spend a bag on me (on God) I like bitches more, I like bitches who can pass the score (ayy) She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it I be sellin' niggas dreams, he like, "bae, talk to me nice" (duh) I'm so indecisive, but that nigga still gon' wanna wife it (uh-huh) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) These niggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt) I get it off, put up the re-up, then fuck up the profit (yeah) I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (ugh) Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (papi) Just came from Cali', spent a hundred thousand dollars shoppin' (well, damn) It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (go) She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (never) I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (huh) I'm in the VIP, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (pop, pop) I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the rockets (wow) I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (bling) I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

Dicky Fat Boy, Dicky Fat Boy I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge I've got lost of lovely lira, now the deutsche mark's getting dearer And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge I've Got Money M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y Cash M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y Dough M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y

I fuck with that I fuck with that I fuck with that I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that You know I fuck with her, you know she fuck with me You know she stunt with me It's the Gucci Mane, she gotta be A dime peace, look in my time peace A big bag of kush and she will rhyme B I'm on that slick talking shit like the eyes lease You got to spit four hundred thousand to run behind me You got the paper ticket just to sit beside me I'm on the grind I ain't even gotta go outside for you see me shine Real niggas wanna give me five, cutie pie wanna come and say hi Playin haters, wanna see me die, But they can't stop me, nigga I'm alive, 45, shoot 14 times In case you done take lies, And you make girl go by line And I swear I ain't never seen the bitch so fine She got her own cash, I fuck with that I fuck with that,I fuck with that She got a full swag, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that Turned her to the max, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that She only fuck with street niggas, I fuck with that I fuck with that, you know I fuck with that The bitch I'm with she so fly she need a fucking flight attendant If I said that shit I need that shit, Ten million dollars cash I done spend that shit If you love that chick don't send that bitch Don't land that bitch I hit that bitch Break that bitch I've been that bitch Don't follow my rules I'm in this shit Sipping on Bombay, what would your mom say? Let's not pretend 'cause I'm not your fiancé Never on Sunday, fucking on Monday Girl you ain't heard I've been low with that money Keep it a hundred keeping you running Tell your ass why were you really disturbing Cuffin no woman, keeping it from coming Keep it I'm coming. I'm brutally honest All in the add, all in the lab, Pulling the trigger she's scratching my back Leaning in forward, she scratching my back Back with commitment but greater the sack Gave her a stack, baby relax, Way that she second is paying me back Niggas on hustle I'm fuckin with that Roses are red Ferari's are black She got her own cash, I fuck with that I fuck with that,I fuck with that She got a full swag, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that Turned her to the max, I fuck with that I fuck with that, I fuck with that She only fuck with street niggas, I fuck with that I fuck with that, you know I fuck with that It's Gucci What's happening? Scoo up I, I fuck with that She fuck with me, I fuck with her Wow And that's how it's going You know what I'm sayin? We like Siamese twins You know what I mean? You gotta keep that money with me Shout at somebody girl Everywhere I go, I gotta keep my bitch with me Guala It's Gucci Scoo up

Hah (Aye, Lil Metro on that beat) 100 grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing Dancing Dancing all night 10 grand make you dance, dance 100s in my pants turn your chick to my girlfriend Gucci in the battle box I just walked out the bullpen Pitching dog food, make a junkie out your husband 100 stacks'll make 'em shoot you clean in your dad head Catch you at the trap and shoot you clean out your hellcat Everybody wanna be the kingpin man The feds snatched 'em up now we ain't seen this man 2017, everybody get high Taking street drugs like they ass can't die And I ain't tryna preach cause I got high too I'm an ex-drug dealer, nigga how bout you I'm an ex-con, ex-hood, long with a dope bomb Niggas don't make 21 where I come from (Wow) Took a chance and fucked the hood hoe, no condom Took a chance and put a price tag on your little one 100 grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing Dancing Tattoos all over but she bougie Acting stiff but her booty keep choosing In every neighborhood there's a Gucci The neighborhood dealer with an Uzi Baby started off right as a good girl Now she's tryna act hard like a hood girl Tryna catch a nigga playing for the Falcons But steady sucking up the nigga with the dragons Diamonds on my neck and wrist lit, that's a combo Yellow bitch, her dark skin friend, call it gumbo Pull up in a lot and the car cost a condo Leave with your chick but send her back with a grand though Yeah, yeah, it's Gucci Mane and Metro If Metro don't trust you I'ma foot you in your asshole Yeah, I started from the bando I took her to the 6 but no, that's not Toronto 100 grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing Dancing

All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town I want an ocean view, somewhere As long as I'm next to you, I don't care I don't wanna live my life in circles I just wanna find an empty road Let's get away from here, let's go All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town (Ah, Kygo) I'm Gucci Mane, the champion I'm battling for the title (huh?) I got women say they love me I'm an American idol (wow) I don't like the practice quarter Million for recital I got fans all over in Africa Awaiting my arrival Five million, just on diamonds I call that a bridal shower 300k an hour and is really giving me power (power) Do I really love my, uh (what?) Or do I love her body? (Yah) Do she really love me? (Huh) Or do she love my money? It's Gucci! (Gucci) All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town