Pancakes
Gucci Mane feat. Waka Flocka Flame & 8Ball Lyrics
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Birds, go!
Birds, it's Dirty, Birds
It's Gucci
I'm an East Atlanta rider
You gon' fuck around and get ya whole clique tied up
My brain fried; I'm on the skull of the Impala
So keep it brief
Nigga, two hundred thousand in the fleece
Pistols, two hundred twenty on the dash
System, I pull off it look like a flash
Picture, cheeeeeese!
I got the 24's, those 74 for 2's
When you was on the stage, Gucci was on the news
But bitch don't pity me, I look like Mr. T
I pimp like Soulja Slim, but I think I'm Eazy-E
It's Gucci
[Chorus]
Patty cake, patty cake, I hop around with pancakes
I touched down with hash browns and serve 'em with the pancakes
Patty cake, patty cake, I hop around with pancakes
Got flapjacks, hash browns and syrup in my crack space
Patty cake, patty cake, I hop around with pancakes
I touched down with hash browns and serve 'em with the pancakes
Patty cake, patty cake, I serve you niggaz pancakes
Flapjacks, hash browns and syrup in my crack space
It's Gucci
I'm the young nigga all the old head love dawg (FLOCKA!)
I ain't lettin shit slide, this ain't baseball (BRICK SQUAAAD!)
Banned in 45 states cause I'm too real
Waka Flocka like a Gucci album, I'm hard to kill
I don't think they fuckin with me whether I'm locked dead or in jail
I'm from Clayon County, Riverdale so I'm supposed to give 'em hell
I'm aware the grass got snakes, I'm aware they gon' hate
You too late, I'll be damned you take this dinner off our plate
Dirty Birds, Dirty Birds, twenty-one gun salute and got killed
It's Bankhead Brick Squad out in U.K., these niggaz ain't fuckin with me
Mob up off that run day, SK's, AK's
Throwaways I let that triple up like ? triple beam we crackin
[Chorus]
Gucci Mane, Waka Flocka and ya boy big Ball
Hard from the start; I ain't never been no fuckin lame
Here I go with Waka Flocka, here I go with Gucci Mane
One of a kind - that Memphis 10 runnin through my bloodstream
Ghetto superstar - man them hood bitches love me
Cup full of that ol' purple drank, pullin on some of that stanky dank
Pocket full of Benny Frank and bitch, what the fuck you thank?
45 hollowheads in my stout, yellow purt ?
I hope one of these ol' bitch bitch-ass niggaz don't cross that line and get hurt
Money what we came to get, money what we represent
You ain't talkin 'bout shit if you ain't talkin 'bout gettin it
Hard hustle never fold, forever I will be cold
Forever I will be big Ball, mouth full of gold
[Chorus]
This song is an upbeat trap anthem that primarily focuses on Gucci Mane and Waka Flocka Flame's penchant for making and spending money. Gucci Mane starts off by boasting about his wealth, warning listeners not to mess with him because of his money and power. He's high on kush and moving fast in his Impala, so his mind is fried. He brags about his 200 thousand dollars fur-filled coat and 220 miles-per-hour pistol. He also mentions being in the news back in the day when the other rappers were still performing live onstage, highlighting his celebrity status. Then Gucci transitions into the chorus, repeating the phrase "patty cake" several times and using pancakes as a metaphor for his money. The song continues with Waka Flocka Flame's verse, which is similar to Gucci's, talking about how he's a hard-hitting, no-nonsense rapper who's not afraid to take on other rappers or the authorities. He gets help from his hometown of Clayton County and Riverdale and wants to give his rivals a hard time. Waka and Gucci finish the song repeating the chorus, celebrating their wealth and the power that comes with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, it's Gucci!
The song is being introduced by Gucci Mane.
Birds, go!
A command for someone to leave or move.
Birds, it's Dirty, Birds
Addressing someone, mentioning the word 'Dirty', and addressing them again.
It's Gucci
Reminding everyone that it's Gucci Mane's song.
I'm an East Atlanta rider
Gucci Mane is from East Atlanta and is proud of it.
You gon' fuck around and get ya whole clique tied up
Don't mess around, or Gucci will get your whole group in trouble.
My brain fried; I'm on the skull of the Impala
Gucci Mane is high and sitting on top of a car.
I'm high on kush, it's 'bout my money mixed with power
Gucci is smoking cannabis and his focus is on money and power.
So keep it brief
Gucci Mane wants people to keep their conversations brief.
Nigga, two hundred thousand in the fleece
Gucci Mane has a lot of money.
Pistols, two hundred twenty on the dash
Gucci Mane's car has guns in it.
System, I pull off it look like a flash
When Gucci Mane turns on his car, it makes a bright flash of light.
Picture, cheeeeeese!
Someone is taking a picture of Gucci Mane, and he's saying 'cheese' to smile for the photo.
I got the 24's, those 74 for 2's
Gucci Mane has 24 inch rims on his car.
When you was on the stage, Gucci was on the news
Gucci Mane is more famous than the person he's talking to.
But bitch don't pity me, I look like Mr. T
Gucci Mane tells people not to feel sorry for him because he has a lot of chains and looks like Mr. T.
I pimp like Soulja Slim, but I think I'm Eazy-E
Gucci Mane compares himself to other famous rappers.
Patty cake, patty cake, I hop around with pancakes
Gucci Mane is making a reference to the children's game 'patty cake' while saying he has pancakes.
I touched down with hash browns and serve 'em with the pancakes
Gucci Mane has hash browns to go along with the pancakes.
Got flapjacks, hash browns and syrup in my crack space
Gucci Mane has a lot of breakfast food in his car.
I'm the young nigga all the old head love dawg (FLOCKA!)
Older people are supporting Gucci Mane and Waka Flocka Flame.
I ain't lettin shit slide, this ain't baseball (BRICK SQUAAAD!)
Gucci Mane is not letting anything go unnoticed or unpunished.
Banned in 45 states cause I'm too real
Gucci Mane is too controversial to be played in a lot of states.
Waka Flocka like a Gucci album, I'm hard to kill
Waka Flocka Flame is like a Gucci Mane album because he is also hard to defeat.
Money what we came to get, money what we represent
Gucci Mane and his peers are focused on making money.
Hard hustle never fold, forever I will be cold
Gucci Mane and Waka Flocka Flame will never give up and will always be tough.
Forever I will be big Ball, mouth full of gold
Gucci Mane will always be a big deal and will always have a lot of jewelry.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RADRIC DAVIS, CHRISTOPHER GHOLSON, JUAQUIN MALPHURS, PREMRO SMITH
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