Father's Day - Gucci Mane

Wop, brr

You are the mirror of my—

Wop

Rollin' like a mothafucka, high as a kite

Like a hooker in church, I’m sweatin' like a bitch

Lit like a wick, sharp as a tick

Don’t slip on the drip, 10K on the kicks

Metro on my beat, Guwop from the East

So play if you want, get shot in the teeth

I cop new time pieces, a million at least

I cop 'em in threes, a million a piece (Well damn)

I’m jumpin' the list for the car that you wish

Deep-dish rims that I bought from the fish

My arm in the pot, I’m cookin' the dish

I’m workin' my move, I’m twistin' my wrist

I fathered the style, gave you all the wave

But I didn’t get nothin' for Father’s Day

But I was the one servin' all the J’s

I was the one cookin' all the yay

I fathered the style, gave you all the wave

But I didn’t get nothin' for Father’s Day

But I was the one servin' all the J’s

I was the one cookin' all the yay (It's Gucci)

Pick your face up, stop droolin'

Haters on my page, not trollin' (Wizzy)

Took the girls out, no golden (Huh)

Call me red carpet, shorty, I’m posin' (Wop)

Nigga knowin' damn well he can’t hold me (No)

Plug limit old me, I paid him (Yeah)

Told him, «Thank you» 'cause it was a favor

Thank God 'cause he showed me favor (Lord)

Trap God, now I got all flavors

Won my Vanguard lifetime achievement

I ain’t showed the whole world I’m resilient

Hell, all these rappers my children (Yeah)

Brick factory, I breed villains (True)

Told my young niggas it’s no ceilin' (Huh)

God willin', run you up a billion (God)

Fuck feelings, run to the millions (Wop)

I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (Day)

But I didn’t get nothin' for Father’s Day (Posse)

But I was the one servin' all the J’s

I was the one cookin' all the yay

I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (Day)

But I didn’t get nothin' for Father’s Day (Posse)

But I was the one servin' all the J’s

I was the one cookin' all the yay (It's Gucci)