Soulja Boy – Gucci And Gold lyrics

Mother fucking gucci and gold mix tape
Soulija!
Yeah, I know the whole street is rocking with me, niggaare
Shut out to the whole mother fucking sta...
Shut out to the whole... Town
You already know what time...
She killing all niggers...
Chicago niggaare, let's get it straight from the dough!

Bitch, don't call my phone
I'm chilling, smoking...
I'mma king on a throne
Niggers with that fuck shit
Man, the niggers must be goofy
Put the aka bitch
Pull a bullet in...
I'm starting through the city
All this fucking... Rock on me
Like a niggaare p diddy
And I just sign a check
So there's five more mil
Niggaare talking for shit...
And I came to the club, and they... On gym
... About the soldier, cause I whip you slow motion
... Fucking water, better yet a fucking ocean
Oh my god, I've been killing shit, bitch
So you can't end, and I'm stupid, filthy rich
... And she slide oh my god
And I pop a fucking pill...

Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where is heading?
You know!
Where is heading?
Where is heading for a...
You know where is heading
You know where is heading
You know where is heading
You know where is heading
It's money where we're stacking...

Hey, my little niggers with the s***s, with the s***s
So don't come around me with that goofy shit, goofy shit
Every song got drop a hit, drop a hit
Catch me on!

Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where is heading?
You know!
Where is heading?
You know it!
Where is heading?
You know it!
Where is heading for chicky, where's heading?
For fredo, where's heading?
... We stack and we're smoking...
Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where's heading now
Where is heading?
You know!
Where is heading for chicky, where's heading?
For fredo, where's heading?
Is money where we're stacking
We're smoking...