Lyrics:
21, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)
Savage wear a whole lot of Gucci, mane (Montana)
Savage got a whole lot of shooters, mane (brr)
Savage got shooters
(Huh?)
My name is Young Gucci, but I am not Gucci mane
I got 30 thousand racks, I forgot my exes names
Told me to go by house, I'd Rather go and buy
a monitor in the hallway
I'm all day on the grind with a 4-way
Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange
Every word I use might mean two thangs
Young Gucci
Deemz na beacie, szmato
Jedna loża, cztery groupie w niej
Każda z nich chce Gucci bag
Na twarzy wypisany lód tak jak Gucci Mane
Przejmujemy
내가 여기까지 온 이유는 넌데
너를 다시 만나야만 해 yea one day
내가 원하는 건 오로지 one more chance
now i know all this money can't buy your love baby
내가 여기까지 온 이윤 넌데
널 다시 만나야만 해
anyway
Playin' around with my awards
Gucci Mane is a cool dude
But a nigga might turn into a werewolf
Got a stash box and it's all hundreds
And your
anyway
Playin' around with my awards
Gucci Mane is a cool dude
But a nigga might turn into a werewolf
Got a stash box and it's all hundreds
And your
Zaytoven
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci (Yeah)
Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the- (Wop)
on your job, 'cause it's easy (huh)
I'm Nicki Minaj, so be easy (yeah)
Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it (huh)
Poom-poom (uh)
Nine-five-four
IS beef, the kinda shit that makes ya grab 2 guns to go to sleep,
You fuck with Gucci Mane,
then you fuck with me jeezy,
and if u love ya career, ya
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
gucci mane can sell out a club
An next guess ima have a major buzz
Im so international I get london love
Im no amateur my money skretches way past
like, slime? (Whatcha like, slime?)
I love that ice chain (That ice)
I love them diamonds, mane
(I love them diamonds)
I make that money, mane (I make
send em off sliding
Stand by my side I know they be riding
Still Gucci mane still Gucci style
Ice on the main and plain for the side hoe
Plain on Patek
to violins
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
If you
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
hit on shit
They'll set you up for the loot shit, man
Thinking that's your bitch, better have your shit
Better have quick hands like Gucci Mane
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way
I'm Gucci Mane La Flare I make five million a day (well damn, five million a day?)
Gucci Mane La Flare
Geah (echoes), Gucci (echoes)
Gucci Mane, LaFlare, yeah
(A lot of niggaz thought we couldn't have pulled it off Gucci)
(But, guess what, we here,
Gucci mane
Two things
Trap house
Gucci mane in the building (Gucci, Gucci)
Laflare, big kat (laflare)
Say we got it like that (like that)
to talk
Nigga freezed up when he shot the four
Throw the Es up like a GD4
Paranoid, I gotcha paranoid
Gucci Mane that trap God, and I had ya paranoid
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
It's Gucci, It's Gucci Burr
Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci, Flocka
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it
So Icey
Yeah
We smokin' that fire
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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