Lyrics:
glasses, Ferragamo belt, I'm Gucci Mane XL
YSL with the new Gazelles that match my blue Chevelle
Bitches laughing like I'm Dave Chappelle 'cause I stay
Alley cats hoes mane
Strictly entertainment (strictly entertainment)
For all my street bitches out there (all my street bitches)
Real spit (real
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
(fired)
On to the next one
More fish in the sea (more fish in the sea)
Girls are like buses (buses)
Miss one, next fifteen, one comin' (ha)
Gucci Mane
chucks
(damn) Uh Oh! They say the club is off the chain
I'm on my louie shit fuck some gucci mane
These niggas still on my dick
They like some groupies
is grass
Uhhhh
I'm from the hood I'll punch your lights out
I took your jewelry, now I'm iced out (icy icy)
Gucci Mane got that 'caine in
I
I'll cut out your tongue
Me and Ox, man we murder fo' fun
Talk talk bad man, come get murdered fo' fun
The Gucci Mane, man I murder fo' fun
See my
What's Gucci my nigga? What's Louis my killa?
I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep
Getting GuWop
(You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
At your
Slide up on ya bitch like a racecar driver
Dive off in that pussy like a deep sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me from cheap cheap powder
But niggas
Slide up on ya bitch like a racecar driver
Dive off in that pussy like a deep sea diver
Niggas from my hood know me from cheap cheap powder
But niggas
It's Gucci!
Richie!
1017, Rich Forever
Burr
I don't even know how much my wrist cost
Ayy, ayy
(TheLabCook)
Plug walk (heh, plug walk, plug,
Brick Gucci
Dime piece time piece got my Swiss movin'
Swiss cheese out a hater if he act foolish
Swizz Beats Gucci Mane call it trap music
I think I need
I’m hood rich
Sippin coco, I ain’t playin
Every chain I wear be game I’m Gucci mane
Gucci mane Gucci mane Gucci mane
Ma bust you out cuz
You shouldn’t
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
a shot, but now my money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz,
If you fuck with Gucci Mane, we gon' shoot the block up
Niggas keep on poppin' shit, my niggas gon' pop up
These haters done tried everything but
Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci)
Laflare entertainment (Laflare)
Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy)
That nigga Dest in the buildin (that boy
like Gucci mane
Fuck with me no I ain’t switching lanes
diamonds on my cuban fuckin links
ain't got nothing on my bucket list
성공했더니 넌 적이 돼
그놈의 돈이 대체
Yeah! Yeah!
Gucci Gucci, Zaytoven
Gucci Mane, familiar territory
Get it, get it, get it, believe it
24's on yo' car youse a trap star
If you
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
just my eat ya
If I have to do some time, she gone hold me down like Keyshia
This that Gucci Mane and Keyshia love
This that Gucci Mane and Keyshia
to fit in, it's a dead end
I heard the feds on me
You came to a dead end (what?)
They heard that Gucci Mane just
Bust a nigga head in (woo)
And I
an Aston martin
If you trick didn't notice, watch me, don't lose focus
Trap boys, get bricks athletes, gets trophies
Gucci Mane, get cake, it's my birthday
got hard at the bank
Waka Flocka, Gucci Mane, I'm goin hard on the drinks
And I get pussy every day, I guess you is what you drank
Cause y'all
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