Gucci Mane & Waka Flocka Flame feat. Slim Dunkin Too Loyal Lyrics

Ferrari Boyz Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Ferrari Boyz
  • 2 15th and the 1st
  • 3 Break Her
  • 4 Mud Musik
  • 5 In My Business
  • 6 Young N*****
  • 7 Suicide Homicide
  • 8 Pacman
  • 9 Stoned
  • 10 She Be Puttin' On
  • 11 So Many Things
  • 12 Too Loyal
  • Mr. Zone 6'er, rock two pistols (bow)
    Mr. Zone 6'er, rock two pistols (bow)
    ****ed three sisters, iced out crystals
    Mi-Mr. Zone 6'er, Mi-Mr. Zoner 6'er

    I'm too hood, I'm too turnt (turnt)
    Ain't been an hour and a quarter pound burnt
    Mr. Zone 6'er, rock two pistols (BOW)
    ****ed three sisters, iced out crystals
    Tell you like you wanna know, iced out shorty
    Got a glow, blue block party, and you better know (POW)
    ****in' *****es every show, one for the cheese
    Two for the ki's, three's for the P's, go for the O.G.'s
    I'm so sleaze I hit your main squeeze (geah)
    Rollin on 30's, like you rollin' on D's (wow)
    It beez Gucci Goo-Wop
    In the South top Beemer that's convertible top

    [Chorus]
    I'm too ****in' loyal, you too ****in' spoiled
    ***** I'm gone off that hard, Brick Squad we barred
    Them boys are high
    Them boys are high
    Them boys are high
    We ballin out
    We ballin out
    We ballin out, I'm too ****in' loyal

    They said I'm steamin', I'm bubblin', from the fire up
    You got loud better fire it up
    Call me a one-hit wonder I'll switch my flow up
    Drop "No Hands" with Roscoe Dash, now I've blowin' up
    I'm (ballin' out) everywhere you see me is money on the ground
    'Caine one bleaches me, in for a pound (flags)
    Higher than a ************ I smoked 'bout a pound
    I love to throw hundreds screamin' stripper ***** drown~!
    Girls all around me run me down
    I drink, go bomb, ? me round
    Pants down, Brick Squad we the ****
    Waka Flocka Flame the 2011 ? Mitch

    [Chorus]

    Brick Squad young'n
    Catch me with a groupie chick, I be on my groupie ****
    Hotel, motel, try and shoot a groupie flick
    Bang bang, skeet skeet, Sturdy Pete, blew the crib
    Dumped out the flag ****, coolin' with the stewardess
    Hoe like oh my god, look in my garage
    This ain't no facade, sleep walkin' on them bars
    I got me on free, link get me the Z
    Red Bull give me wings, pit be robbin' ching
    Money I'ma get to it, neck piece, igloo it
    Shoot a hundred bet a hundred crapped out and redo it
    It ain't nothin' to a boss *****, put down
    I'm so ****in' loyal Gucci tellin' me to sit down

    [Chorus]

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