Muddy Gucci Mane (Ft. Young Dolph & Young Scooter)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Got buddy, my buddy
God damn that boy pour muddy
My buddy, pour muddy
God damn that boy pour muddy
Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy
God damn that boy pour muddy
Real mud, that boy pour mud
God damn that boy pour muddy

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got a buddy pour 'da shit real muddy
God damn that boy pour muddy
I got a buddy pour the sprite real dirty
God damn, god damn, god damn
I got a buddy from the country
Buddy thank me from the city
He ain't country shitty nigga
But the nigga really picky
Drinkin' on a pint and he cost a pretty picture
Gucci Man and Dolph, freshest niggas in the city
I'dda [...], trap suit with the rats
He cost a large 99, I was sellings sack
Waka threw me out the house and I moved in with pot
Sleeping on the floor, I didn't even have a stack