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Song:Mud Musik
Album:Flocka Durant V.1Genres:Rap
Year:2011 Length:253 sec

Lyricist: Waka Flocka Flame

Lyrics:

During 2 Chainz verse, he at one point says Brick Squad.. Duffle-Bag. in reference to both the Brick Squad Monopoly Label, and Titi’s old group, The Duffle-Bag Boys. Nice reference points.
Half a pint for my two liter, I just slow sip
Dis that mud drink, my rarri go hard in the paint
Pulled up flexin right, Hopped out flexin ice
Niggas would give their life, just to live my life
Bitches yelling loud, walking through the crowd
With a triple cup, P-P-Pour me up
Bird Gang clique,Flags in the sky
Walking through the crowd, I swear to god I’m in sky
Astronaut high, I’m that guy
Stacks on stacks, racks on racks
I keep mud on standby
Got some real niggas that you can’t even stand by

I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up
Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter
Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter
P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up
Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up

Styrofoam cup, we pourin' up
Gucci.. Flock, blowing up
We’re so fucking up
All our foes they be ducking us
I'm a Jack boy, you’re a jackass
You must dress in the dark with your tacky ass
I'm big Gucci, Guwop, got 80 grand in my khaki pants
1017, yeah that's my team, BSM yeah that's my scene
I’m a millionaire, is reality
You want a mill, yeah that's a fucking dream
I'm on mine,… don’t watching…
I’m too hot, … I’m too fly
…nigga I’mma buy my bread
I don’t want no pussy girl, give me head
We ain't even got to stop to use the bed
Ain’t no need to fuck up my spread
I’m drinking, I’m thinking
All the real niggas we’re linking
..got me famous, Gucci!

I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up
Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter
Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter
P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up
Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up

This that Kickstand campaign, over their heads like an airplane
Bring your girl to the club round me and my nigga's then she fair game…
I'm 2 Chainz, I’m too much
Every time I fuck her I give two nuts!
Everytime you see me, I'm with two sluts
I ain’t eatin' her out unless the coochi cut
Promethazine contraband, tell them folks we'll contraband
BrickSquad.. Duffle-bag, bunch of knucklehead nigga's saying fuck the feds
Got bread long like Subway, Louis' on, un-lace 'em
And I ain't talking money when I hit you with this one k.(Brrrap)
I need two more, two liters, I got bass like two speakers
It must be do-or-die, cause these nigga's out here po-pimping!
All we’re doing is slow sipping
I be on that codeine, got four zips
About to pour it on his ice-cream

I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up
Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter
Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter
P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up
Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank
Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up




 

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