Wavy Navy Pooh – Guwop (ft. Gucci Mane) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Wavy Navy Pooh is out with “Guwop” featuring Gucci Mane. Listen, watch the video, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song.

Wavy Navy Pooh Guwop

There isn’t a figure in Atlanta’s music scene that is as iconic as Gucci Mane. Though he’s a long way from his days in the trap house, he remains influential to trap itself as he created the blueprint for generations to come. Earlier this year, he bestowed Mulatto with a verse and a stamp of approval when he hopped on “MuWop.” Now, he’s done the same for one of Quality Control’s bubbling signees.

Setting the street ablaze, Wavy Navy Pooh and Gucci Mane team up for the fiery new banger on “GuWop.” Janesh cooks up the chilling trap production as Wavy Navy Pooh details violence and respect in the street. Gucci closes things off with an impressive performance, switching cadences and flows with a reminder of just how real he’s been throughout his career.

Wavy Navy Pooh – Guwop (ft. Gucci Mane)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Got the island feelin’ full of life (Uh)
I got everyone here (I got everyone here)
Got my eyes set on a bigger prize (Uh)
Work is never done here (Work is never done, no)
So help me God, I refuse to lose, I’d rather burn to death
That’s why I brought you here, baby
‘Cause them bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Them bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

[Verse]
Yeah, look
Fences for sale, like I lay down bars (But I’m not rapper)
Got the homie Leaf buyin’ weed in the yard (But I’m not a trapper)
Fire mixtape, if K.K. slide me a slapper in
Then I’m able to get these sisters to make you look hella dapper (Hella dapper)

Don’t Animal Cross me (No), that’ll get you wasted
You just paid off the loan, don’t get buried under that basement (Woah)
Don’t hold my money, just trust me, I need duckets (Yeah)
Keep playin’ with me, I’ll have you swimmin’ with sea-pluses (Woo, woo)
Meet my new assistant (Uh)
A Southern belle (Yeah), she old school (Woo)
She run them numbers well (Yeah)
Check with her, cause if my islanders are underwhelmed
Nobody will be here to see you makin’ another fail (Woo)
What else? Oh yeah, this your permanent job
Not sayin’ you work for the mob, but you work for the mob
So here’s your shovel, here’s your axe, here’s your net
I need money on the double, I don’t ask for respect, yeah (That’s what’s up, boy)

[Chorus]
Got the island feelin’ full of life (Uh)
I got everyone here (I got everyone here)
Got my eyes set on a bigger prize (Uh)
Work is never done here (Work is never done, no)
So help me God, I refuse to lose, I’d rather burn to death
That’s why I brought you here, baby
‘Cause them bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Them bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Bells ain’t gonna earn themselves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

[Instrumental Outro]