Letra Break dancin Gucci Mane

Break dancin

Featuring Young Thug

(Intro)
I woke up a legend
I went to sleep a legend
I just sign legend

(Hook)
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Put the 9 piece off a brick and make you break dance
Choppa got you spinnin’ on your head like you break dancin’
Pistol in the club will be I don’t wanna break that,
Mack a limo make scoo, like you shake that

(Verse)
My favourite weapon mack eleven, blackin wippin love the leathers
Was so broke in ‘97, pray the brick will come from heaven
Niggas used to laugh when I walk from bow to crusted grip
so who’s laughin now? I just pulled up in the 9-11
Money don’t make me clothes, don’t make me laugh, you still ain’t hurting me,
They use to just know me locally, now they know me globally
Atlanta overlook apartments, just came back from overseas
If I can do it, you can do it,
You started with more than me,
Mark ain’t really do much for me,
So bros used to eat lunch for free
Best tell so many people, that my buzzer won’t even the blunt to me
lord I hope that he fucking but fuck that nigga, that’s history
Yeah for nigga I stole your bong
Hope that is your mystery
And if it’s all about the time then my time piece cost 80 G’s
Get a lick for 80 P, but just go as as you be

(Hook)
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Put the 9 piece off a brick and make you break dance
Choppa got you spinnin’ on your head like you break dancin’
Pistol in the club will be I don’t wanna break that,
Mack a limo make scoo, like you shake that

(Verse)
Ah fuck nigga comin up
Tis L team for them bands, we go underpaid
Got a riffle with my dog like I’m on survey
Red bottom and the Sprite, I’m a punter
She wanna suck all of these sneakers, she got hunger,
Fuck the purses and my motherfucking tiers
I splat this at, still put back on the fibre
Everybody with me ink, we got fibre
In the kitchen rapping rapping like a cypher,
Told you one too many time we got dimes, it’s my prime time
Ridin with king slime, that’s my slime they spank yo behind
We gonna drop a dime on that line,
He’s a Busta like Rhymes, never committed a crime or did no time,

(Hook)
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Break dancin, break dancin, break dancin
Put the 9 piece off a brick and make you break dance
Choppa got you spinnin’ on your head like you break dancin’
Pistol in the club will be I don’t wanna break that,
Mack a limo make scoo, like you shake that