Gucci Mane ft. Nicki Minaj - Slumber Party Lyrics

It's Gucci Man La Flare
It's Gucci

Banana boat full of blow
Banana clip to cut ya throat
Banana dro, come take a smoke
Banana diamonds, yellow coat
Heavy snow, that berry blow
That cherry Coke, got stupid dough
Plenty mo' you think I booked
A hundred shows, I'm selling dope
I'm into wishin' rolling kush
And sippin' lean and burnin' piff
You gotta fifth I gotta pint
You took a shot I took a sip
I plead the 5th, ain't saying shit
Go get my lawyer, get him quick
Spent eighty grand to beat a case
I whip it like my purple whip (whip it)
I call a hit like Sosa did
Them killas blitz your house ya monkey (pussy)
I got so much jewelry on me still you can't take nothin' from me
Hook it up I cook it up and get some head while rollin' blunts
Water paint, water stain
I'm lookin' down she lookin' up (damn)
Beamer truck I rim it up
Spent eighty tho', four hundred stones
She suck a dick while rollin' blunt
She keep the boss man bustin' nuts (Holiday Season, nigga)
I get it off she get it up me and her both can't get enough
Me in the cut, I'm in the ghost, I'm tryna beat that pussy up

Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drankin', freakin', shit done turn into a slumber party
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (here)
When you feelin', freaky mama we can have a slumber party (Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)

Ha, a slumber party, mama have a slumber party (huh, yeah)
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (no)
When you feelin' freaky mama we can have a slumber party (shawty, shawty, yeah)
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah (yeah, huh)

Her negligees are Burberry, her lingerie game very straight (damn)
Her oral sex is very wet, my sex so great she gainin' weight (huh)
I cook a cake, she cook a steak, we three estates, you section eight (damn, damn)
Stay out her face, she hardly date, she fuckin' Gucci shawty (damn)
Everyday a ballin' day, just yesterday we bought a Lake (damn)
Tomorrow bought us two Camaros, '08 and a '68 (well, damn)
We trappin' fast with stupid cash, so rap on with yo' stupid ass
It's Gucci Mane ol' stupid ass, I keep on makin' stupid cash (damn)

Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drankin', freakin', shit done turn into a slumber party (yeah)
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (here)
When you feelin', freaky mama we can have a slumber party

Ha, a slumber party, mama have a slumber party (okay)
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (no)
When you feelin' freaky mama we can have a slumber party (shawty, shawty, yeah)
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah
(You want a slumber party with a mistress, huh? Okay)

Got that Super Soaker, pussy pop like Cola Coca
Plus it's tighter than a choker, got them smilin' like the Joker
Got that na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, lil mermaid on my linen
When your momma sleepin' you can call me and get all up in it (Holiday Season)
Bank roll, get me all them pretty furs (furs)
'Cause my pussy game cold when he hit it he say, "Bur"
He say, "B-B-B-B-Bur I'ma, I'ma marry her"
And he polite with that purr like he strummin' his guitar
That's me I'm Minaj, I'm Ni-Ni-Nicki Minaj
And if you want a Minaj keep a couple pretty broads (okay)
Look, head game busy (what?), Busy make a nigga dizzy, dizzy (word?)
Bitch I'm at that slumber party sippin' on that fizzy Chrissy (chyeah)

Welcome to my private party, more hoes than a bachelor party
Smokin', drankin', freakin', shit done turn into a slumber party (yeah)
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (here)
When you feelin', freaky mama we can have a slumber party

Ha, a slumber party, mama have a slumber party (huh, yeah)
You can't meet my mama, uh-uh, but here go my number, shawty (no)
When you feelin' freaky mama we can have a slumber party (shawty, shawty, yeah)
We can have a slumber party, we can have a, yeah