Spread the Word - Gucci Mane

Burr\nHey\nAll this money out here\nGotta get it\nPrice so cheap\nWhen it’s winter time I fly to where is summer time\nSpend a hundred grand at any given time of day\nSo much cash on me you think I robbed an armored truck\nSmoking kush in front of 12 like we don’t give a fuck\nWant some trap shit you came to the right place\nIn the Peach State trafficking these Cali grapes\nI’m a king I swear that I should play for Sacramento\nPut a hit on you your ho all and the fucking kin too\nTreat my cars just like my house put curtains on all my window\nSo much codeine in this sprite it look like Pepto-Bismol\nMiss me with all of that gossip and that innuendo\nThey say my diamond chain is ill they say that I’m a sicko\nMade a hundred thousand dollars standing at the Citgo\nYou bust it up and you see crystals sparkling in the middle\nAnd I never stopped jugging nigga cause I’m not a quitter\nAnd when I hit the club I hit it with a bunch of killers\nMy mama gave birth to a trap boy, trap boy\nThen trap boy then turned into a dope man, dope man\nGucci man la Flare I got old money, old money\nAnd I’m a be a hustlin' ass old man, old man\nThis one dedicated to the dope boys\nPrice so low I’m at a loss for words\nI know you nigga heard I got them Georgia birds\n23 5 Nigga spread the word\nFuck with me you know I got the Charlie Sheen\nHundread pints of purple that’s alot of lean\nGot 2000 pounds of swag like I cut the grass\nHe said the robbing crew snatched me but that made me laugh\nSo many bank rolls in my robin pockets bout to bust\nWalking trought the mall and I’m smelling like a pound of kush\nI got thirty grand on me and a .40 Cal\nI’m in a Louie V store signing autographs\nMy plug text me said it just came\nI text him back my nigga I’ll be on my way\nI’m selling more scale than Spondivits\nGot a four bedroom with like twelve kitchen\nAnd ain’t no broke niggas coming to my house\nGot that white girl call her Amy Winehouse\nOld school '74 costs a townhouse\nBetter bring 'em pounds before I bring the 9 out\nMy mama gave birth to a trap boy (trap boy)\nThat trap boy done turned into a dope man (dope man)\nGucci Mane La Flare I got old money (old money)\nAnd Imma be a hustlin' ass old man (old man)\nThis one dedicated to the dope boys\nPrice so low I’m at a loss for words\nI know you nigga heard I got them Goergia birds\n23.5 Nigga spread the word\nHoliday Season Nigga\nMy mama gave birth to a trap boy (trap boy)\nThen trap boy then turned into a dope man