Was My Dawg [Gucci Mane Diss]
Man we finna eat
Man we back in this motherfucking booth
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Sucka ass nigga
I thought you was my motherfuckin' partner, nigga
Duck ass nigga
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Dawg, fuck the game, never tuck in my chain
Never fuck with you lames, shit'll never be the same
Dawg, fuck the game, never tuck in my chain
Never fuck with you lames, shit'll never be the same
Always yellin' Brick Squad, always talking fam first
When yo' ass got locked up, you turned on the fam first
Always takin' fuckin' credit, never put in no work
Used my name for leverage, before they front you, they gon' call first
Big dawg Flocka really gripping on the chopper
Had a young boy hit your head for a plate of shrimp and lobster
Flocka Curry, Flocka Curry, shoot yo' ass just like a three
Flocka Curry, Flocka Curry, twenty mil with no degree
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Y'all know my goons go ham, eat that nigga like some pork
Put him on the picture frame, send them goonies from New York
Run that check up like a sport, pop that nigga like a cork
I'm a millionaire shawty, motherfuck goin' to court
Shoot the fair one with a nigga, beat yo' ass just like a kid
I remember sellin' mil, you ain't never give me shit
You ain't never want to see a young nigga ballin' rich
You a sucka ass, pussy ass, rappin' ass trapper
Made my young nigga 21 bless you like a pastor
I call Chaz, I call Southside, boy you know that shit over
You don't want to get that phone call from my big brother
Bitch, you know he gon' murk you, bitch you know you peero
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
You, my nigga
Man, I thought you was my brother
How you fuck me over? Bitch we came up from the gutter
Pistol in your face, before I do it say I love ya
Damu like a cheese, spray your house up like Febreze, nigga
Fuck your party invites nigga, you know I don't fuck with ya
You know I ain't hangin' with ya, you know we ain't bool nigga
Knock you out like Scoob nigga, I don't play by rules nigga
Real or you're fake, shawty, you gon' have to choose nigga
Put you 'round them Ru's when them G's was on yo' ass
I called GF and big bro, how you think you had a pass
How you think your ass gon' last without big dawg in your corner?
How you think yo' ass gon' last when them choppers pull up on ya? (pussy)
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
Autor(es): Juaquin James Malphurs
