Whip Appeal Lyrics - Gucci Mane

1 White Brick Mob

2 Brick Squad, White Girl Mob

3 Brick Squad, White Girl Mob

4 White Brick Mob, bitches

5 [Chorus]

6 Why we gotta kill shit?

7 Me and Gucci talking real shit

8 Cars on top of cars I'ma call it whip appeal, bitch

9 Whip appeal, bitch

10 Whip appeal, bitch

11 Cars on top of cars I'ma call it whip appeal, bitch

12 No I'm not a scholar

13 I'm drinking out the bottle

14 Only fuck with models

15 If she ain't dead fine than there ain't no need to holler

16 Yeah, I'm a baller

17 My swag through the roof

18 And your girlfriend is the truth

19 We got a room at the Ramada

20 She don't want to be bothered

21 You callin' like a father

22 You actin' like a toddler

23 You need a role model

24 I'm Polo with the Prada

25 I'm balling on you niggas like a Harlem Glodetrotter

26 I'm walking with a waddle

27 You make believe niggas Harry Potter

28 Amigo friends might recommend the whole enchilada

29 Your girlfriend is a quitter

30 You should spit or you saliva

31 I'm Gucci Mane the mobster

32 Not a jocker, not a blogger

33 [Chorus]

34 Gucci let's get 'em

35 Got that AR chopper

36 Come through the front door

37 Left them at the doctor

38 Now we up a hundred more bands, that's proper

39 No need for a preacher

40 Pray to me, I'll be your father

41 Hide the young ones cause I'm coming for your daughter

42 If you ain't selling pussy, I ain't gon' bother

43 Got a pornstar, a ho, and a model

44 In the club we do big shit

45 Pop a hundred bottles

46 We gettin' hoes wet

47 They gon' need goggles

48 They said get that gas

49 So I'm on that full throttle

50 If I had a dick, than I'd tell that bitch to swallow

51 Thirty in my clip and I'm letting out hallows

52 [Chorus]

53 LA Raiders

54 Bo Jackson

55 Making love to the money

56 Oh I'm so passionate

57 Hood stripes, Chuck Taylors, low khakis

58 Scraping in that new V looking V-Nasty

59 Selling snow in the winter I ain't cold yet

60 That's why I'm an OG and I ain't Old yet

61 South Central Murder Dubs, Killer California

62 Bend the wrong corner

63 You'll be sicker than pneumonia

64 Police told me to freeze

65 And my watch to chill

66 Whip the work into a SLS

67 Whip Appeal

68 Powder so fresh, I had to break the seal

69 96 and Wall Street

70 Shit gets real

71 [Chorus]