Spread The Word

[Intro:]

Lex Luger

Lex Luger

Is Gucci

Burr

Holiday Season

All this money out here,

Gotta get it

Price so cheap

Holiday Season, nigga

[Verse 1:]

When it's winter time I fly to where its summer time

Spend a hundred grand at any given time of day

So much cash on me you think I robbed an armored truck

Smoking kush in front of twelve like we don't give a fuck

Want some trap shit you came to the right place

In a V state traffickin these cali grapes

I'm a king I swear that I should play for Sacramento

Put a hit on you, yo hoe, and all the folks you kin to

Treat my cars just like my house, put curtains on my window

So much codeine in the sprite, it look like Pepto-Bismol

Miss me with all of that gossip and innuendo

They say my diamond chain is ill they say that I'm a sicko

Made a hundred thousand dollars standing at the citgo

You bust it open you see crystals sparkling in the middle

And I never stopped drinkin nigga 'cause I'm not a quitter

And when I hit the club I hit it with a bunch of killers

[Chorus:]

My mama gave birth to a trap boy, trap boy

That trap boy then turned into a dope man, dope man

Gucci mane La Flare I got old money, (old money)

And I'ma be a hustling' ass old man, old man

This one dedicated to the dope boys

Price so low I'm at a loss for words

I know you niggas heard I got them Georgia birds

23.5 Nigga spread the word

Holiday Season Nigga

[Verse 2:]

Fuck with me you know I got that Charlie Sheen

Hundred pints of purple that's a lot of lean

Got 2000 pounds of swag look like I cut the grass

He said the robbin crew gon snatch me but that made me laugh

So many bank rolls in my ride this pockets bout to bust

Walking trought the mall and smelling like a pound of kush

I got thirty grand on me and a.40 Cal

I'm in a Louie V store signing autographs

My plug text me sayin he just came

I text him back my nigga I'll be on my way

I'm selling most skilled that's fine digger

Got a four bedroom with like twelve kitchens

And ain't no broke niggas coming to my house

Got that white girl call her Amy Winehouse

Old school 7 4 costs a town house

Better bring 'em pounds before I bring the 9 out

[Chorus:]

My mama gave birth to a trap boy, trap boy

That trap boy then turned into a dope man, dope man

Gucci mane the flayer I got all money, all money

And I'm a be a hustler as old man, old man

This one dedicated to the dope boys

Price so low I'm at a loss for words

I know you nigga heard I got them joyner birds

20 25 Nigga spread the word

Holiday Season Nigga

My mama gave birth to a trap boy, trap boy

That trap boy then turned into a dope man