Pillz (Remix)

[Intro]

(Zaytoven!!)

Geah! Gucci Mane, is in the buildin

So Icy Entertainment, Zaytoven on the track

When we come to the club

We got the choppers on deck, and the yoppers on deck



[Chorus]

[MB] Is you rollin? [4X]

[GM] Bitch I might be [4X]

[MB] Girl he geeked up [4X]

[GM] Bitch I might be [4X]

[GM] Yaaaaahhh!



[Verse 1]

Game choppin like my rims, I'm choppin it up

'Til my 'caine gold like a pimp, I'm fresh as a bud

Plus I'm blowin on the sticky green, so I'm dro'ed up

And I'm rollin on the bean, so the city SLOWED UP~!

My team showed up, so you know we need a party pack

Callin Momma Stash, say she wanna be a part of that

Tell her I'm for real, and I keep a knot folded back

The next thang you know she tossin pills like a quarterback

Guc', I'ma throw it back, stacks I just showed you that

Deuces on the 88, they say I brought the roller back

Fifty for a dollar, hell yeah I can roll with that

Take it to the hood and let, Yatta get ahold of that

Got to be the coldest cat, ice froze the thermostats

Shawty had a Cali tat and Gucci called the Alley Cat

Shot a couple triple stacks and po'd up the iced tea

Slide on my stunna shades; geeked up? I might be



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Said I'm higher than a kite and me geeked up on these pills

Suave Stacks got me actin out, I know that she can tell

that I'm rollin (yeah) like the wheels on a bus

I need a cold Tropicana cause my heart about to bust

Look I'm sweatin like a dog and she askin for some mo'

Gave her couple of blue dolphins and I tell her to go raw

Bright lights lookin psychadelic, I'm off in the zone

Feelin strong like Superman, bitch I bust your dome

Said I'm smokin all the purple and drinkin all the 'gnac up

And I ain't feelin none of that until the next mornin bruh

My stomach fucked up, a couple holes in my brain

But I party like a rockstar, these bitches askin mane!



[Chorus]



[Gucci Mane]

Gucci Mane, Laflare nigga, get'cha mind right

Order Crist' by the 12 like a case of Bud Light

Sell kush by the bell so you know my shit tight

7:30 in the mornin on an all night flight

I'm high like Fabo, hood like Shawty

So (Tell Me Where to Go) like my name E-40

A rich rock star nigga I'm gon' party

Got a party pack of pills that's at least 'bout 40

I'll pour 'em in yo' hand like a bag of jelly beans

Take two of these pills call me in the morning

Fifty thousand pills man I'm so real

Three dollars for a pill that's a damn good deal



[Chorus]



[Mac Bre-Z]

Ay whassup Gucci Mane!

Why you sweatin so hard?

Is you rollin or somethin?



[Gucci Mane]

Shit well baby I might be

But got damn what is you doin?

You jockin a playa, you chew-chewy over here right

Look I aint K-Rab baby knahmean I'm not a piece of bubblegum

What I'm doin is not your business

But matter of fact while you over here is you a waitress or somethin?

Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress

So do what you do aight I'ma give you this hundred dollars

Go get you whatever you drankin

Bring me and my clique about ten of them orange juices

five Crunk juices and we'll be straight how 'bout that

And is you straight is you single or is you married?

Cause I might be, bitch I might be

Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

YAAAAAAAHH