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Gucci Mane - "Muddy" (feat. Young Dolph & Young Scooter)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Vocals
Young Scooter
Young Scooter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Bailey
Kenneth Bailey
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Adolph Thornton
Adolph Thornton
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer

Songtexte

Got buddy, my buddy God damn that boy pour muddy My buddy, pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Real mud, that boy pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy I got a buddy pour 'da shit real muddy God damn that boy pour muddy I got a buddy pour the Sprite real dirty God damn, god damn, god damn I got a buddy from the country but he think he from the city He a country shady nigga but the nigga really picky Drankin' on a pint and it cost a pretty penny Gucci Mane and Dolph, freshest niggas in the city All these bosses need a trap suit with the racks He caught a large 99, I was sellin' sacks Mama threw me out the house and I moved in with Pot Sleepin' on the floor, I didn't even have a stack My buddy, my buddy God damn that boy pour muddy My buddy, pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Real mud, that boy pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Take a whole 2 liter, pour a whole pint in it Man I'm in the club sleep 'cause that lean got me trippin' And I smoke a ounce with it, plus I'm on the mollies, nigga Clear crystals keep me up, that lean bring me down, nigga When we pour it up, it be muddy South Memphis, I'm with OG Boo Dirty I'm on a paper route, I gotta fuck with Young Dolph Money, power, ammunition, PeeWee, take 'em off I call pilots, tell 'em pint us a thousand pints up Nigga wanna spend a 80, knowin' he a duck Soon as I left out of court I started pourin' up And we don't pour up red, we pour purple, bruh Got buddy, my buddy God damn that boy pour muddy My buddy, pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Real mud, that boy pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy (Uh huh) All I drink is mud Take your girlfriend, turn her into my night time slut (yeah) But we don't hardly ever fuck (nah) I swear I'm scared of that bitch 'cause her pussy too good Damn, or maybe could be me (me) I'm full of that syrup, jumped in that pussy and fell asleep (fell asleep) Shit, I can't be doin' this (hell nah) Wake up with my pistol in my hand and went and took a piss Damn, yeah I've been goin' ham (ham) Go and ask the streets about me, they gon' tell you who I am Yeah, your lil' sister say she love me Your baby mama wanna fuck me And my cup extra muddy Got buddy, my buddy God damn that boy pour muddy My buddy, pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy God damn that boy pour muddy Real mud, that boy pour muddy God damn that boy pour muddy
Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Radric Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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