Gucci Mane – Letras de No Hands (Remix)

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)
DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)
I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)
I love the way your booty go (Come on)
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move
Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, yeah!
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
All that ass, in your jeans
Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?
Long hair, she don't care
When she walk, she gets stares
Brown-skin or a yellow bone, DJ, this my favorite song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm, flood warning, Flocka, yeah
Blow it, fuck it, I don't care, Jacksons flying everywhere
Tap my partner Roscoe, like, "Bruh, I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell?
Threw me 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fucking well
I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me
Take this dick while I swallow, Pink Moscato got her freaky
Hey, you got me in a trance (Damn), please take off your pants
Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweating
Please pass me a fan, damn

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)
DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)
I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)
I love the way your booty go (Come on)
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (Ooh)
Ayy, ayy, Wale
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)
She said, "Look, ma, no hands"

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci!
I need a down south bitch, a real boss chick
That's what I need in my life, just so I can floss big
I'm the shit, miss, but my goodness you did
Dancin like you strippin, and I love your lipstick
Push that business, I got that good dick
I hit your kidnies, come be a wittness
She think I'm trippin, her man slippin
I'm water whippin, stay in the kitchen
I got them oatmeal cookies, and they going for the [?]
Good collard greens got them pills and the coke
That white girl got me rich
I think I love her, she don't love me, she use me
[?]
It's Gucci!

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)
DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)
I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)
I love the way your booty go (Come on)
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move
Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, yeah!
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)