Lyrics Gudda Gudda

Gudda Gudda

New Born

Ok, if you ain't getting money who the fuck are you to judge me?

Mama think I'm handsome but the flow is so ugly

Trust me, cash rules everything around me

New Orleans east side, streets is where they find me

Real nigga, fake niggas get the fuck from round me

The choppas start to turn your brain into some ground meat

I'll be hustling until the day my clock stops

I'm pelican fly, looking down from the top

I can't stop, won't stop, haters wonder why

Whenever land, I tell the man they ain't seein I

My feet got the fliest kicks you prolly ever seen

And a fresh low T, Levi's as my jeans

Ok, I'm fresher than a new born

All black shades on

Polo T snapback,

Fresh pair of J's on

I'm tryina take Alice to Wonderland

And make that ass pop like a rubber band

I got the upper hand, I'm going up her skirt

Young Hugh Hefner, I'm a fucking flirt

Let's get it, talking money then I'm with it

No, I'm not the best rapper but I bet I am the realest

From New Orleans to Philly, I get bread in every city

I get head in every city, my bitches got ass and titties

I got dimes that's my work, cause I'm fly like a bird

Stickin dip my hands on chickens, I could fly em till you curve

When I spit it's like a pistol with a red dot

Lyrical homicide, red rum, headshot

Ok, I'm fresher than a new born

All black shades on

Polo T snapback,

Fresh pair of J's on

Bein fly is my hobby, my closet like a mall

And it takes me like an hour, just to see what I be rocking

Got a million options, no matter what I wear

The bitches gotta stop and stare

Cause I'm fly like a robin

Young money motherfucker, all you dummy motherfuckers

Stop hating and go and get you some money motherfucker

Double G bitch, that's my name hoe

Got the club jumping, bitch you know who they came for

Ok, I'm fresher than a new born

All black shades on

Polo T snapback,

Fresh pair of J's on