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Gucci Mane

"Pistol In The Party"

[Verse 1]
Brick Squad about to walk in here
So cold I make b*tch say BURR
Drinkin' on lean like a ice cold beer
Can't give you none, give you what got you here
Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine b*tch, not Belvedere
Ballin' like a n*gga on his first day out
You chain so little that it hurt my eye
Your watch ain't real, you a goddamn lie
Got some little bitty n*ggas, I'm a big ol' playa
I can take her to you vacation
Car collection, first placed it
Offered 10 years and he couldn't take it
Told on the whole damn operation
I'm a man bruh, so I'mma stand for
Everything I stand for
And I'm a hound dog, kinda fragile
Cause I drop down, better pipe down
EA, GA, AK to the peach state
And a b*tch can't call me cheap skate
I'm worth 20 mil on Ebay
Gucci Mane ain't ballin'
Young b*tch that what yo mouth say

[Bridge]
Ain't no 1 on 1 n*gga
He swing, I hit you
I ain't no front for fun n*gga
He ridin' with you, he die with you
I ain't finna bite my tongue n*gga
Everybody know I don't f*ck with you
And I ain't finna to go in no club n*gga
Unless they let me in with this slug n*gga

[Hook]
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party

[Verse 2]
Bet a million dollars at a month n*gga
Quarter mil for a lunch n*gga
Hundred dollars on a blunt n*gga
Take care hand, don't talk n*gga
200 dollars a blunt n*gga
This ain't what you want n*gga
Got rifles like I'm huntin' n*ggas
Hand choppers and pumps n*gga
Lil chump change n*gga keep runnin' out the mouth
Then you gon' be in my trunk n*gga
Got a young n*gga, just slump n*ggas
But all I do is just point fingers
Had the n*ggas fightin' like Jerry Springer
Finger f*ck a ho with my trigger finger
I know pimp n*ggas, I know gang bangers
Same plan, different angle
Want to tangle with Gucci
So your life you want to gamble
Got a wake for you and a funeral
And you Auntie numbers lighted candles
Big Guwap, I keep a banger
Tell the truth I don't like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game but I tote the pistol like Jesse James

[Bridge]
Ain't no 1 on 1 n*gga
He swing, I hit you
I ain't no front for fun n*gga
He ridin' with you, he die with you
I ain't finna bite my tongue n*gga
Everybody know I don't f*ck with you
And I ain't finna to go in no club n*gga
Unless they let me in with this slug n*gga

[Hook]
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party

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