Gucci Mane — Pick It Up lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Pick It Up" by Gucci Mane.
Lyrics
Money flyin' in the air
Make it rain (flex!)
20s 50s 100s, bitch I’m ballin' LeBron James
(3!) Pick it up Pick it up
(Swiss) Pick it up
(Swiss) Pick it up
(Squat!) Money flyin' in the air
Make it rain!
(Flex) 20s 50s 100s bitch I’m ballin' D. Wade!
Hol', nigger, what did you want?
How could I help ya?
Play with me, taste yo ass, fast
Lepper, get, get em Put ya down back, find ya up That’s a pow pow pow
Bad bitch pickin' up once
She pajama nick, no shepherd, woooh
She gon' suck me to sleep, oh mi gosh, a freak!
Which one eat? Take ya to make ye D IPhone package got G’s
Up I’mma D air, I’mma od High shout to og, hoppin' a flee
Too much send on me, holla like I’m on South B Been a few weeks, I ain’t even been to sleep
Oj bite outta my teeth
I got mollies that stack like a mountain
We can get skied as we get geeked
1 0, 1 7, down with them, yeah, they with me If you play inside these streets
You gon' make looser of the week
Bleaw!
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