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Escaping The Dream World album lyrics
Mardi Gras Lyrics
Intro [Gita]
Welcome if you pop a lot
Welcome if you pop a lot
Do you like too pop a lot
Oh I love too pop a lot
Pre hook
Come, come
Getcha ya body rocked
Tick tocked
Niggas bust Glocks
Hot box, rap a lot
Get the party hot
One shot two shot three shot
Mardi, mardi , mardi , mardi gra….
[Verse: 1 Gita]
Dust too a nigga
Dunce, dunce all dese bitches
Nigga want it come and get
Ohh yah mouth piece fitted
Fire well litted up
Boom pow! on a brinks truck
Blah, blah
Betta duck
Mind struck like two pits when they fuck
Call them up
Tell dem dat there near done
I don’t wanna see’um snatching ma crumbs
Street love from all the sexy thugs
Means mugs from all they wifed up lil bums
Who cares?
Chorus 2X
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Bitches act like they gone do something
When I come around they don’t do nothing!
Bridge
Getting buck Ms. Hun
Too street shit in the club
Wind it up wind it down
If you want? Record on bump
You popping dat rump
Head dresses up bitch do that do that street style
Strut!
Pre Chorus
Come come
Getcha ya body rocked
Tick tocked
Niggas bust Glocks
Hot box
Rap a lot
Get the party hot
One shot two shot three shot
Mardi, mardi , mardi , mardi gra….
[Verse: 2 Gita]
Dust too a nigga
Dunce , dunce all dese bitches
Nigga want it come and get it
Stacking milk in dem fridges
In the barn milking hard
While the other switches
While the utter switching flavors in the kitchen
Ya get it? Didn’t think so!
Silly hoe’s ordering back hand combos waiting
For a scratching win lotto ticket
Fuck dat bitches good luck on winning
We popping bottles while ya other heffas
Hearing crickets!
Pre Chorus 2X
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Bitches act like they gone do something
When I come around they don’t do nothing!
Bridge
Getting buck Ms. Hun
Too street shit in the club
Wind it up wind it down
If you want? Record on bump
You popping dat rump
Head dresses up bitch do that do that street style
Strut!
Chorus
Come come
Getcha ya body rocked
Tick tocked
Niggas bust Glocks
Hot box
Rap a lot
Get the party hot
One shot two shot three shot
Mardi, mardi , mardi , mardi gra….
(Gita Talking)
GI… GI….
The Duchess
In the building
Mini Hook 2X
Crescendo switching up the tempo up on you bimbos
Oh, oh
Pre Chorus 2X
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Never see me running
Always see me coming
Bitches act like they gone do something
When I come around they don’t do nothing
Mini Hook 2X
Crescendo switching up the tempo up on you bimbos
Oh, oh
Mardi Gras
Lyrics written by Gita
Beat produced by DarQ E. Freaker
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