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Thursday, February 21, 2013

Young Scooter ft. Rick Ross, Birdman & Gucci Mane - Colombia (Remix) Lyrics


Let Me Go Gang
I Just Left Colombia
Birdman, Count Up
Ross, Double M

Guwop Bricksquad, 
Young Scooter
Rozay, Stunna
Rich Gang, 

What’s Happening Nigga?
I Can Make Cocaine
3.5 Kilos On My Gold Chain
I’da Flew To Haiti

Zo Fuck Around And Gave Me Eighty
Chickens Like The Wingstop
Nigga Tried To Kill Me But 
I Had The Thing Cocked

They Think I Know The Voodoo
I’da Keep Showin’ 
My Ghost On The Channel 2
I’m Having Dreams And Nightmares

MJ Moon Walkin’ 
On The White Squares
I’m A Boss Not A Capo
Pussy Nigga Dying 

To Call Me A Chapo
Trapping Until A Hundred Mil
Built A Mansion For My Killers 
Out In Summer Hills

Bad Bitches Never Fuck With Ya’ll
We Fuck Em Then Drop Em Off 
In The Muscle Cars
Chrome Wheels And 

Them Rally Stripes
Third Party Conversation 
Through The Satelites
Little Nigga Got An Appetite

We Do Em Then We Pray 
That Mama Have A Candle Light
I Can Make Cocaine
I Just Fell In Love With A Cuban

I Just Left Colombia
Now We Get Them In By The Metric Ton
I Just Left Colombia
Fly Skin And Ties I Ain't Frontin’ None

Bitch They Call Me Birdman
Whip It From The Kitchen 
To The Curve Man
Used To Ride Blocks 
On Them Back Streets

Dipping Through Them Back Streets 
Travel With A Ten A Piece
Kingpin Lifestyle
Million On The Whip

Hundred Mil A Hundred Thou
Twenty Million On The New Home
Line Tapped Got Me Hustling 
Off Of Five Phones

Gotta Get It By All Means
Put It Down For My City From A Triple Beam
Blah
I Was Trappin Out Of Granny’s House

I Broke A Screen Door
Rappers Say They Kingpins 
But Never Seen Dope
Whippin Dope In Every Bowl 

You Cant Find A Clean Bowl
Long Lines Full Of Fiends 
Gucci Need A Green Stove
Wanna Visit Coca-Cola 

Call Me Gucci Mane Stove
And I Aint Never Told A Soul 
I Didn’t Need No Snitch Fo
I .. People Shop The Bond

I Just Sold A Metric Ton
I Got Ninety-Nine Bricks 
And I Still Wont French A One
Hop Up Out The Airplane

Me And Had A Got 
A Mean With The Rich Gang
Free My Nigga Pooh-Tang
Sold More Dope 

Than Every Rapper In The Rap Game
Really Seen The Truck Loads
Came A Long Way From The Country Dirt Road
I Own Little Mexico

Pushin’ Bricks From 
The East To The West Coast
Summer Time I’m Charging Sixteen
You Got Ugly Bricks 

You Know My Remix Look Clean
I’m BMG Steppin Everything
The Streets Mine And 
You’ll Never See The Drought Again



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