Gossip

Album: Vicious Lies and Dangerous Rumors (2012)
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  • We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    No introductions needed boy just call me the undefeated (Big)
    And underneath this Georgia dry I know I can't be seen with (Bigger)
    Bifocals because my vocals are classic
    Like Coca Cola when they had cocaine in the package
    I meant to say blow in the ingredients
    I went to the mall today and all the niggas had on smediums
    Little bitty ass clothes
    Like Dancing with the Stars without the judges or the dance flo'
    (Oh) And niggas don't dance no more, all they do is this
    Beef it up, call me venus fly trap, waiting on fly emcees to eat 'em up
    I'm fly as I can be, them weak as fuck
    And ain't no keeping up, I'm balls deep and them ain't deep enough
    Fat stacks nigga, Cadillac killer, cataract prescription filler
    I got my medicinal card from Los Angeles, the city of lost angels
    A connoisseur of cannabis and from Atlanta bitch
    We never shop with strangers, no matter what strain they slanging
    Some of the game rules done changed
    Niggas is out here talking like a cockatoo to a cop or two
    Now they watching you and yo mama too, bird's eye view, view

    We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    Uh, I'm getting blowed on the regular
    Riding and talking dirty on my cellular
    Playa I got some young girls that'll sell you some
    And if you my homeboy, she gon' give you some
    And it's all for the paper but she still gon' come
    You dipping in the cookie jar and now you're sprung
    I'll have you tripping like you smoking furl
    Playa my hoes don't talk, anybody gon' tell yo girl

    Okay, now niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    'Cause they pussy wasn't hitting and they lip was super sloppy
    Suck a, duck a mothafucka, rims chop with brains a sloppy
    Want my money corner pocket, plenty game ho
    Sop it like a biscuit, King of Diamonds, king of tricking, what's the difference
    Got it popping like a skillet with some chicken grease in it
    Country boy, I'm country raised, from the belly to the grave
    Roll the Benz nobody tripping cause the money already made, Krizzle

    We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    We gon' fire (Fire, fire, fire)
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
    Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

    'Nd hater all the time, I got haters in my biz
    Talking 'bout the trill but don't know what the fuck it is
    Mothafuckas nowadays are seriously sorry
    Thinking that the key to life is putting your business on Maury
    You say you rocking Mauri but that motherfucker Rockport
    Always talking 'bout you bust it, but your Glock short
    I know the truth so ain't no need in your lying
    Bullshit ain't working, ain't no need in your trying
    Dying to be the nigga that's spied in the telescope
    Crime with trilla niggas, put iron to ya belly folks
    Telling them tall tales, fibs, and humdangers
    Save it for Jerry caught Steve, or Jerry Spranger
    Buzzing like a bee, tryna stick me with your stanger
    You can get the middle (What middle?) the finger
    Stick it in your ass and let it langer
    No homo and hit the high note like and R&B singer on promo

    Hold up Writer/s: CANDICE MONIQUE BUTLER, CHRISTOPHER COE
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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