Aw-Man Lyrics
| Song | Aw-Man |
| Artist | Gucci Mane |
| Album | Trap-A-Thon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davis, Dotson, Hayes | |
| (feat. .45) [Intro] | |
| Yeah Money | |
| Makin' Records man | |
| T know Laflare | |
| Entertainment | |
| True what's happening? | |
| Yeah, I call'em true cause they know they the truth dawg | |
| That boy Gucci | |
| Yeah, we make them hoes say [Chorus: .45] | |
| Yo trap don't boom like mine | |
| Yo paper ain't longer than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] | Aw man |
| Yo bitch ain't finna than mine, than mine | |
| Yo rims ain't talla than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] [Verse 1] | Aw man |
| You never seen a thug like this aw man | |
| I'm choppin down them bricks tryin to wipe | |
| Jackie Chan | |
| My money come fast, my work come in grams | |
| My soldiers keep straps like they work for | |
| Uncle Sam | |
| My chain like ugh, my wrist like damn! | |
| I show up at the jewler with a hundred thousand cash | |
| Drop top Porsche, inside | |
| DAMN Outside red lookin like a | |
| Coke can I keep a pretty brown round and young yellow | |
| I gotta butta pecan | |
| Rican and a | |
| French vanilla | |
| My trap boom hard, my bitch real fine | |
| Poppi on the way, we call it crunch time [Chorus] [Gucci Mane] | |
| I'ma lean with it, serve a fiend with it | |
| On the block since the age of thirteen with it | |
| In the kitchen water whippin, a thousand eight grams | |
| I'm standin over the stove and | |
| I'm doin it with one hand | |
| Aw man, fruit man, | |
| Toucan sam, two hundred and seven gram | |
| Got yam, a long | |
| Lamb', I'm sellin that grown man | |
| Aw man, I'm on that | |
| Kush tonight | |
| And I ain't stoppin chopper hit'chu and your body start rockin | |
| My chain got pneumonia, watch got the bird flu | |
| Came to the club smellin like a pound of purple | |
| Big Cat ruckus, nigga it's a movement | |
| This aint hip-hop, this is drug dealer music [Chorus] [.45] | |
| I trap hard nigga, stunt hard nigga | |
| E'ry bitch in the club jock a young nigga | |
| Fo'-five, | |
| Big Cat representa nigga | |
| Them twenty-eights sittin high, | |
| I'm a giant nigga | |
| Blowin kush muh'****er, can you smell me nigga? | |
| Ridin through the city flyin with the top back | |
| Quarter ki' of the yam in the knapsack | |
| Big Tank throwin pills to the quarterbacks | |
| Me and Mailman (geah!) at'cha bitch house | |
| Baby momma cookin work at the trap house | |
| She servin coke like she work at the | |
| Waffle House | |
| Fo'-five count stacks at the stash house [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Davis, Dotson, Hayes | |
| feat. . 45 Intro | |
| Yeah Money | |
| Makin' Records man | |
| T know Laflare | |
| Entertainment | |
| True what' s happening? | |
| Yeah, I call' em true cause they know they the truth dawg | |
| That boy Gucci | |
| Yeah, we make them hoes say Chorus: . 45 | |
| Yo trap don' t boom like mine | |
| Yo paper ain' t longer than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] | Aw man |
| Yo bitch ain' t finna than mine, than mine | |
| Yo rims ain' t talla than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] [Verse 1] | Aw man |
| You never seen a thug like this aw man | |
| I' m choppin down them bricks tryin to wipe | |
| Jackie Chan | |
| My money come fast, my work come in grams | |
| My soldiers keep straps like they work for | |
| Uncle Sam | |
| My chain like ugh, my wrist like damn! | |
| I show up at the jewler with a hundred thousand cash | |
| Drop top Porsche, inside | |
| DAMN Outside red lookin like a | |
| Coke can I keep a pretty brown round and young yellow | |
| I gotta butta pecan | |
| Rican and a | |
| French vanilla | |
| My trap boom hard, my bitch real fine | |
| Poppi on the way, we call it crunch time Chorus Gucci Mane | |
| I' ma lean with it, serve a fiend with it | |
| On the block since the age of thirteen with it | |
| In the kitchen water whippin, a thousand eight grams | |
| I' m standin over the stove and | |
| I' m doin it with one hand | |
| Aw man, fruit man, | |
| Toucan sam, two hundred and seven gram | |
| Got yam, a long | |
| Lamb', I' m sellin that grown man | |
| Aw man, I' m on that | |
| Kush tonight | |
| And I ain' t stoppin chopper hit' chu and your body start rockin | |
| My chain got pneumonia, watch got the bird flu | |
| Came to the club smellin like a pound of purple | |
| Big Cat ruckus, nigga it' s a movement | |
| This aint hiphop, this is drug dealer music Chorus . 45 | |
| I trap hard nigga, stunt hard nigga | |
| E' ry bitch in the club jock a young nigga | |
| Fo' five, | |
| Big Cat representa nigga | |
| Them twentyeights sittin high, | |
| I' m a giant nigga | |
| Blowin kush muh' er, can you smell me nigga? | |
| Ridin through the city flyin with the top back | |
| Quarter ki' of the yam in the knapsack | |
| Big Tank throwin pills to the quarterbacks | |
| Me and Mailman geah! at' cha bitch house | |
| Baby momma cookin work at the trap house | |
| She servin coke like she work at the | |
| Waffle House | |
| Fo' five count stacks at the stash house Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Davis, Dotson, Hayes | |
| feat. . 45 Intro | |
| Yeah Money | |
| Makin' Records man | |
| T know Laflare | |
| Entertainment | |
| True what' s happening? | |
| Yeah, I call' em true cause they know they the truth dawg | |
| That boy Gucci | |
| Yeah, we make them hoes say Chorus: . 45 | |
| Yo trap don' t boom like mine | |
| Yo paper ain' t longer than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] | Aw man |
| Yo bitch ain' t finna than mine, than mine | |
| Yo rims ain' t talla than mine, than mine | |
| [8X] [Verse 1] | Aw man |
| You never seen a thug like this aw man | |
| I' m choppin down them bricks tryin to wipe | |
| Jackie Chan | |
| My money come fast, my work come in grams | |
| My soldiers keep straps like they work for | |
| Uncle Sam | |
| My chain like ugh, my wrist like damn! | |
| I show up at the jewler with a hundred thousand cash | |
| Drop top Porsche, inside | |
| DAMN Outside red lookin like a | |
| Coke can I keep a pretty brown round and young yellow | |
| I gotta butta pecan | |
| Rican and a | |
| French vanilla | |
| My trap boom hard, my bitch real fine | |
| Poppi on the way, we call it crunch time Chorus Gucci Mane | |
| I' ma lean with it, serve a fiend with it | |
| On the block since the age of thirteen with it | |
| In the kitchen water whippin, a thousand eight grams | |
| I' m standin over the stove and | |
| I' m doin it with one hand | |
| Aw man, fruit man, | |
| Toucan sam, two hundred and seven gram | |
| Got yam, a long | |
| Lamb', I' m sellin that grown man | |
| Aw man, I' m on that | |
| Kush tonight | |
| And I ain' t stoppin chopper hit' chu and your body start rockin | |
| My chain got pneumonia, watch got the bird flu | |
| Came to the club smellin like a pound of purple | |
| Big Cat ruckus, nigga it' s a movement | |
| This aint hiphop, this is drug dealer music Chorus . 45 | |
| I trap hard nigga, stunt hard nigga | |
| E' ry bitch in the club jock a young nigga | |
| Fo' five, | |
| Big Cat representa nigga | |
| Them twentyeights sittin high, | |
| I' m a giant nigga | |
| Blowin kush muh' er, can you smell me nigga? | |
| Ridin through the city flyin with the top back | |
| Quarter ki' of the yam in the knapsack | |
| Big Tank throwin pills to the quarterbacks | |
| Me and Mailman geah! at' cha bitch house | |
| Baby momma cookin work at the trap house | |
| She servin coke like she work at the | |
| Waffle House | |
| Fo' five count stacks at the stash house Chorus |
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