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Drink Mud
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Drink Mud was released on May 25, 2012 by RBC Records as a part of the album I'm Up
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AlbumI'm Up
Release DateMay 25, 2012
LabelRBC Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All my get money bitches stand up
All my trap **** put ya hands up
Gucci Mane, I'm so rubber band up
And my car so clean, it get a A plus
[Verse 2]
(Oh, it's holiday season, ****)
[Verse 3]
All my get money bitches stand up
All my trap **** put ya hands up
Gucci Mane, I'm so rubber band up
And my car so clean, it get a A plus
[Verse 4]
Black Maybach with the red guts
Yellow diamonds for these pretty red sluts
Tell the weed man to bring some more bud
I'm a mud dranker, bitch, I drank mud
[Verse 5]
Well, I'm whippin', and flippin', a zippin' the kushy
Callin' your girl, like, bring me the pussy
I entered the kitchen to cook up a cookie
Yo boyfriend so quirky, I swear he a pussy
I'll fuck on yo bed, I don't care who be lookin'
Stand on yo porch and I dare you to push me
Choppers so dusty, he know not to touch me
I'm the boss and the boss gets all the glory
Changing the game, remaining the same
Buy a new car and I'm changing the paint
Changing the motor and changing the guts
Changing the drink I'm popping the pint
AKA, I'm cracking the seal
Those don't know, I'm drankin' the drank
Thinking 'bout money, we thinking the same
Fly as a bird and high as a plane
Might hit a club in a black tuxedo
Hood hos coming, Gucci Mane, Gambino
Big fat Swisher, look like torpedoes
O to a Nino,  smokin' on guido
Might have a man, but he not like me though
We can ball out, two weeks in Rio
Hundred fold way, cocaine, look Creole
**** get money, but not like me though
[Verse 6]
All my get money bitches stand up
All my trap **** put your hands up
Gucci Mane, I'm so rubber band up
And my car so clean, it get a A plus
[Verse 7]
Black Maybach with the red guts
Yellow diamonds for these pretty red sluts
Tell the weed man to bring some more bud
I'm a mud dranker, bitch, I drank mud
[Verse 8]
Position myself and cushion my wealth
Hating on me, that's bad for your health
F on my rims, and a F on my shoe
F and H on me, and F on my belt
These ****, they envy, gangstas pretend be
Glasses are Fendi and bitches are friendly
Asses are sexy and titties are pretty
**** are ho type and bitches are silly
Watch is a quarter, my chain is a milli
I can't lie, all my hos are sadity
Ciroc by the case, you would think I was Diddy
Cases and cases and cases of blunts
Smoke like a hippie, drink like Britney
Walkin' through the club, ten bad hos with me
Hard as they try, they can't get rid me
Feel like a dreamin', someone pinch me
Two shooters right by, them my henchmen
When Gucci name came up, some say kingpin
Flash back, heard my beeper vibrating
And the pay phone in the hood keep on ringin'
Bad lil' chick that I met last weekend
Laughing and leaving, I'm walking in Neiman's
Swag so sick, rock a jacket outta season
So fresh in the club, make a bitch stop breathing
[Verse 9]
All my get money bitches stand up
All my trap **** put your hands up
Gucci Mane, I'm so rubber band up
And my car so clean, it get a A plus
[Verse 10]
Black Maybach with the red cuts
Yellow diamonds for these pretty red sluts
Sell 'em weed, man, and push some more bud
I'm a mud dranker, bitch, I drank mud
Gucci
Written by: Radric Delantic Davis
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