Gumbo Songtext
von Adam Calhoun
Gumbo Songtext
I′m sayin', we ain′t never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
I′m sayin', we ain′t never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
You′s the chiki-chiki-pow, motherfucker, die, go to hell
Fry 'em, like some chicken, they surprised that I'm doin′ well
If they was on fire, I wouldn′t piss on 'em, let ′em melt
They ain't gon′ survive, I'm too live, they gon′ need some help
Listen, I get down, when it's time, I'ma pop it off
Shit went to his head, he fucked around, so I knocked it off
You get it? Shit went to his head, so I knocked it-
Fuck it, I′ma be the man, ′til I die, kick the bucket
Every beat I'm on, I beat it up, like that′s the last supper
Yeah, fuck top ten, I'm the one, motherfucker
What′s wrong? Lookin' like you just got smacked by a brick
Country rap, on this bitch, finally back on my shit, boy
I′m sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′ but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
Stay hungry, we was waitin′ for the moment
For the day, they let them country boys in
Let them country boys
This one for my fuckin' people, at the bottom
Bitch, they say we wasn′t ever gon' win
Wasn′t ever gon'
Motherfucker, jumpin' out the gym
Holy moly, can′t control ′em
Ain't seen nothin′ like this
C-c-country rap tune, since I was j-just a kid
Finally, hooked up with my brothers, that's doin′ the same shit
Bitch, hold up, now, they say they know us
John, kindness, I see the Kentucky, all the way to Monroe
Bitch, you know what we come for, we only do it Dumbo
Deep down in Louisiana, this is what we callin' Gumbo
Come on
I′m sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
Steel in my pocket, but no stealer
Country boys beside me, same size as stone pillars
Got it out the mud, hard work with no tillers
Always on the go an′ so real, we gorillas
One thing's for certain, motherfuckers, we don′t run
Don't do the internet shit, ′cause it's no fun
Talkin' all that online gangsta, they′re subliminal
Aim at which facts are, you never name no one (oh, yeah)
When these clowns are out of tricks, and they bags low
They start to act like girls, now the circus a drag show
Take off your skirts, sit down your purses
Come see me in person
Until then, I′ma get right back to workin' (let′s go, let's go)
I′m sayin', we ain′t never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
From behind the Georgia pines, there′s nowhere to run and hide
Better stay your ass inside, keep a gun, to stay alive
Wait, hol' up, who′s that tryna roll up?
That's that motherfucker, talkin′ shit, but never show up
Yeah, I was raised to make a home, even if I was alone
Never had no pot to piss in, had to make it, on my own
Now, I'm grown, put in work, get that money by the trunk
Got a house, bunch of land and a closet full of guns
Used to ride around town, bumpin′ pocket full of stones
Now I'm on tour, poppin' and I′m rockin′ out these shows
Still, know how to lock and load, where I'm from, we never fold
If you′ve got a problem, come and holler at me on the road
I'm sayin′, we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
I′m sayin′ we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
I′m sayin', we ain′t never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin' but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
You′s the chiki-chiki-pow, motherfucker, die, go to hell
Fry 'em, like some chicken, they surprised that I'm doin′ well
If they was on fire, I wouldn′t piss on 'em, let ′em melt
They ain't gon′ survive, I'm too live, they gon′ need some help
Listen, I get down, when it's time, I'ma pop it off
Shit went to his head, he fucked around, so I knocked it off
You get it? Shit went to his head, so I knocked it-
Fuck it, I′ma be the man, ′til I die, kick the bucket
Every beat I'm on, I beat it up, like that′s the last supper
Yeah, fuck top ten, I'm the one, motherfucker
What′s wrong? Lookin' like you just got smacked by a brick
Country rap, on this bitch, finally back on my shit, boy
I′m sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′ but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
Stay hungry, we was waitin′ for the moment
For the day, they let them country boys in
Let them country boys
This one for my fuckin' people, at the bottom
Bitch, they say we wasn′t ever gon' win
Wasn′t ever gon'
Motherfucker, jumpin' out the gym
Holy moly, can′t control ′em
Ain't seen nothin′ like this
C-c-country rap tune, since I was j-just a kid
Finally, hooked up with my brothers, that's doin′ the same shit
Bitch, hold up, now, they say they know us
John, kindness, I see the Kentucky, all the way to Monroe
Bitch, you know what we come for, we only do it Dumbo
Deep down in Louisiana, this is what we callin' Gumbo
Come on
I′m sayin', we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin′
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
Steel in my pocket, but no stealer
Country boys beside me, same size as stone pillars
Got it out the mud, hard work with no tillers
Always on the go an′ so real, we gorillas
One thing's for certain, motherfuckers, we don′t run
Don't do the internet shit, ′cause it's no fun
Talkin' all that online gangsta, they′re subliminal
Aim at which facts are, you never name no one (oh, yeah)
When these clowns are out of tricks, and they bags low
They start to act like girls, now the circus a drag show
Take off your skirts, sit down your purses
Come see me in person
Until then, I′ma get right back to workin' (let′s go, let's go)
I′m sayin', we ain′t never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin', but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
From behind the Georgia pines, there′s nowhere to run and hide
Better stay your ass inside, keep a gun, to stay alive
Wait, hol' up, who′s that tryna roll up?
That's that motherfucker, talkin′ shit, but never show up
Yeah, I was raised to make a home, even if I was alone
Never had no pot to piss in, had to make it, on my own
Now, I'm grown, put in work, get that money by the trunk
Got a house, bunch of land and a closet full of guns
Used to ride around town, bumpin′ pocket full of stones
Now I'm on tour, poppin' and I′m rockin′ out these shows
Still, know how to lock and load, where I'm from, we never fold
If you′ve got a problem, come and holler at me on the road
I'm sayin′, we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon' have a problem, yeah
I′m sayin′ we ain't never gonna run, though (run, though)
You playin′, but you got the right one, though (one, though)
You can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin'
Run up if you want some
You gon′ have a problem, yeah
Writer(s): Adam Bradley Calhoun, John Brodnax, Demun Jones, Dusty Leigh Esterley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com