Gucci Mane — Vette Pass By

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Vette pass by, everybody looking Six stoves in the house and everybody cooking Wrist like, "Blaow," chain like, "Ow" We throw it in the air to watch it come down You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] This house is stupid perp, they cost me half a rack AK half a stack, so we ain't gon hit back I'm at the gambling house, I won 'bout eighty bands And went to Magic City and did the rain dance I'm the cave man, stupid band man Rubber band man, I'm Extra Gram Sam A stupid fruity sack, a stupid fruity pack Crazy Gucci shoes, where you get 'em at? I said it's all white, 'bout a fifty pack The hottest nigga in the nation ain't dropped yet Where them pots at? Where them Glocks at? I kick the door in, where them plots at? [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Vette pass by, everybody looking Six stoves in the house and everybody cooking Wrist like, "Blaow," chain like, "Ow" We throw it in the air to watch it come down You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Cartoon chain, Papa Smurf ring All red wings, So Icey airplane Gucci Mane hat, Gucci Mane shirt Louis V shoes, Louis V purp We ain't the Big Tymers, but bitch, we got work We get our roll on in new school verts Old school's cool, but most of ours new Gesundheit, bitch, we got the bird flu But we'll bless you, so say, "Achoo" We'll turn them house shoes into some Prada shoes On the east side, we play by Gucci rules He's only in the hood when he's commissioned to [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Vette pass by, everybody looking Six stoves in the house and everybody cooking Wrist like, "Blaow," chain like, "Ow" We throw it in the air to watch it come down You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu [Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman] The bird flu got me, the Jacob watch Rocky Balboa'd the diamond now, I'm So Icey Young Juiceman, goddammit, I'm the shit Boomin' off the chain, workin' with fifty bricks Now-a-later cars, crew blue chains 32 karat posted on my pinky ring Been a hundred charger, sneaker color dump Super bad bitch, ayy, pocket with the mumps, ayy Common cold nigga, ayy, this ain't what you want, ayy '72 donk, ayy, with no skirt Whoa, six stoves cookin', mean we got work Young Juiceman, cuz, smokin' nine pounds of purp [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Vette pass by, everybody looking Six stoves in the house and everybody cooking Wrist like, "Blaow," chain like, "Ow" We throw it in the air to watch it come down You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu You riding vert, whoosh, them bullets go, "Whoosh" You got a common cold, we got the bird flu