Текст песни Gucci Mane - Money Piling

[Verse 1:] This is what eight figures look like, Kids wanna be like Gucci, give a fuck about Mike. Hmm, this is what your bitch look like When you make two hundred thousand dollars cash one night, This is what your wrist look like, When you sold so many bricks that your fist turn white. That shit that you can step on twice, If you've never been a snitch, this what your rep look like, And this is what your house look like, When you built it from the ground, paid that ten mil price, ayy! And this is what a king look like, Got a queen on your team, this what the ring look like, This is what a dream look like, If you hatin, tell me what your self-esteem look like, Ex-dealer but I left that life, I can't even remember what a triple-beam look like. [Chorus:] Guwop, how much you pay for that Patek Phillipe? Hundred thousand. Pretty, please, get them broke niggas way from me. Hundred thousand. I don't want no bitch to fuck with me for free. What's a thousand? You know a rich nigga can't fuck no hoe for free. What's a thousand? I just made five hundred thousand in my sleep. Five hundred thousand. Money comin, I think it's in love with me. Five hundred thousand. I'm the club throwin money on the freaks. Money piling. It ain't bout money, then no need for us to speak. Money piling. [Verse 2:] Long pipes, big rims, baby, that's my life, When I pull up to the club better stash your wife, Hear a lot of haters talkin, they ain't bout that life, 2017, nigga, I done boost the price. Two shows one day, I done switched the ice, Gettin head on a PJ, it's an all night flight, Call Forbes, tell them niggas what that list look like, 'Cause if Guwop ain't on that bitch, then that list not right. I dropped the top so I could show her what the sky look like, Besides the nigga drivin there's not a star in sight, I just might pull up, pop a wheelie on an all-chrome bike, Bought a diamond grill from my dog, told him to bark, don't bite. [Chorus:] Guwop, how much you pay for that Patek Phillipe? Hundred thousand. Pretty, please, get them broke niggas way from me. Hundred thousand. I don't want no bitch to fuck with me for free. What's a thousand? You know a rich nigga can't fuck no hoe for free. What's a thousand? I just made five hundred thousand in my sleep. Five hundred thousand. Money comin, I think it's in love with me. Five hundred thousand. I'm the club throwin money on the freaks. Money piling. It ain't bout money, then no need for us to speak. Money piling.
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