Zomby – Pillz Lyrics

Yeah
Gucci Mane is in the building!
So Icy Entertainment, Zaytoven on the track
We goin to the club we got the choppers on deck and the yoppers on deck
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy til yo b came in
Bout the same time that that thang kicked in
Now she aint really pretty but she got a nice body
Im geeked up thinkin this Buffie The Body
Aint yo name lil Trina? Cause you look like Janet Jackson
Im off three double stacks and Im lookin for that action
Gucci Mane, you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I dont know where Im goin
On two eighty five I keep ridin in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin like a pound of purple
Gucci, show time! Give me five mo minutes
And a cold orange juice, cause Im really really trippin
Went to the strip club and requested Im Da Man
The next thing you know I was throwin rubber bands
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Shawty tellin me she aint neva suck no d
Neva took a pill or neva ate a b
You a lie but I aint gonna get upset right now
But I wish I had a lie detector test right now
You say you married, well b you might be
But I bet your husband aint icy like me
She stand on B.C. in my ashy black tee
With them dopeman Nikes and them Jordache jeans
I dont pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
Im the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves thats three
Aint no waffle house baby, hell I cant eat
Gucci hood like your hoodman hes so extreme
Wearing Dolces in the club cause you know the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang let you see my seats
Weve been rollin rollin rollin we aint slept in weeks
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Gucci Mane La Flare, n get your mind right
Order Cris by the twelve like a case of Bud Light
Sell kush by the bale so you kno might s tight
7 30 in the morning on an all-night flight
Im high like Fabo hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go like my name E-40
A rich rock star n Im gonna party
Got a party pack of pills thats at least bout 40
Ill pour them in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pills, call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pills man Im so real
Three dollars for a pill thats a damn good deal
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
Is you rollin
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
B I might be
Yeeaaaaahhh
Shit well baby I might be. But got damn what is you doin. You jockin a playa. You ch-Chewy ova here right. Look I aint K-Rab baby You know what I mean Im not a piece of Bubblegum. What Im doin is not your business. But matta of fact while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin? Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress. So do what you do iight. Imma give you this hundred dollars. Go get you what ever you drankin. Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices, five crunk juices and well be straight how bout that. And is you straight? Is you single or is you married?