Spanish Plug Lyrics Gucci Mane & Raw Beats
Do you know how to speak Spanish as well as Gucci Mane? If you look at the Spanish Plug lyrics, you will see that Gucci is most definitely bilingual and knows how to communicate to the Spanish speakers. He tells an epic story about his “Spanish Plug” over some crazy production from Raw Beats. Read the lyrics below and if you already know how to speak Espanol, you won’t have much of a problem with the translation. Plus, he explains a lot of the lyrics throughout the song.
Burn One Burn One
This is another Raw Beats Production (yeah yeah)
Gucci Gucci (huh huh huh huh)
Guccirachi baby Gucci Gucci (cocaina shawty)
[CHORUS]
When I see my plug this how I talk to em
And when I serve my folks this how I talk to em
When I’m with my dogs this how I talk to em
It’s Gucci Mane La Flare I’m finna talk to em
My guala my partner mota manana?
Gracias de nada brought me years of dollars
Que pasa amigo? Coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo
Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio I’m ese my friende you speak real good ingles
600 Wednesday 5000 Tuesday el nombre es Gucci no punta no pussy
Coronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from Mexico
There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, S 550 Mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana
My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobster
Now a nigga owe him a million dollars got me making 10 g’s an hour
Moneys power, time is money, you don’t know the nigga then serve the dummy
Serve the junkies then ride Ashanti’s
[CHORUS]
What’s the bumbleclots my trap spot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls
Jamaican mobsters, I shot the sheriff, smoking Bob Marley
All of this ecstasy is killing me softly
Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty
This spots my X spot, can’t dodge the red dot,
Smoking the la la, can’t get no higher, where is me aya?
She sends me fire where is me lighter, look at me iced up
Step up your neckpiece, I like your wife ah, I pack a rifle
I love me life ah put up your hands before I put up my rifle
[CHORUS]
What’s up nigga what it do?
I’m good my nigga how are you
Half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken what it move?
Bentley coupe on Bentley shoes, hell no them ain’t 22′s, still keep coke in inner tubes
Plotting on my next business move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it Mazerati blue
Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, oh oh
It’s you know who, It’s NASCAR baby what you gonna do?
Looking for something thick I can screw
Paint change and my diamonds too
Trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you
If you a stubborn artist I’m signing you, I’m still the same nigga that be shining too
Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you,
If you a stubborn artist I’m signing you, I’m still the black nigga that be shining too bitch
[CHORUS]
