Lyrics:
Hey mane
Have you ever had that one chick that huh
You know, you would do anything for
She feel like she the one
Let's get it
Only for you I
blvd wit a queen/ got a kiesha she got me feelin like gucci mane
Ima fuck da game 4 da luv of money like gucci mane
People change when you makin change
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
and came back
Shit it don't make no sense
When a car drives by
And a teen gets hit
When your'e still alive
But your'e soul feels split
Let me wash my sins
Fuck Louie Voton call me Gucci mane
Baby got long ass butt call her rubber band
Send you to the upper room with my upper hand
I be in the woods with
me, she won't believe me
She don't believe me, she don't believe me
G-G-Gucci Mane be real and flexin'
I can buy thirty five SS's
She call my phone I
a different game (know it, yea)
I'ma show you it's a different game, yea
Hold up, straight up
It's a different game
You can try to stop me, but I'm in
This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'
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
out
Yeah, bitch i'm that mane
Cliiif, he that mane kachi, he that mane
Me, I'm that mane joey, he that mane
I'm that mane sorry that I'm made
Sorry I'm
on her shit, she got her own shit
She don't never trip, all she want is that dick
She bossy, flossy, keep them hoes off me
Gutta, lil' slang, mane, I
gang gucci gang with some ice on my wrist it aint a thang tho I had what other lil boys wished all I wanted when I grew up was for me to get rich aint
got cocaina, softer than a smoothie (Yeah)
I'll probably never do another song with Gucci Mane
Real talk I did your folks show for a hundred bands
icy entertainment
I'm gangster but I'm famous, bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin' mane, fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop
work like bape n dem ghetto boy like facin' em
It ain't no mistaken him
Hottest boys out drake n him
Me juice mane and whaka n' dem
Ride around with
turn 23 and turn 23
Burn plenty trees by any means homie
Buy skinny jeans keep a lot green on me
Like I'm mister green jeans since
I was a teen homie so
make a show (show)
I'm lil hoe
I make a show
My bitch love me, 'couse i'm buy for she Channel (she Channel)
I'm reading without text
I'm flex
watch me blow
Take the whole hood with me as you know
Super star status watch me glow
Buy a ticket I'm put on unforgettable show
I prey my dreams don't
Gucci
Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci
That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci
Bitch I think I might be Gucci
I got broads in Atlanta, no (No)
I got women
Oh
Omarion, yeah, it's Gucci
Song dynasty, yeah
Watch me get it
Gucci, Gucci
I done cut the braids, low cut, got my grown on
Had a sister
the booth cause my phone keep on bangin
I feel like Gucci man, the spot hot, my dough keep on swingin
I'm so trapped out, I'll sell a bow and palm manes I
see my chain then you kno he wanna fight me
Firss still change the party dawg alwayz bring em to the light
Oh no Gucci mane, bout ta (?)
Wit the blue n
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
build it mane
DMT, Rob No, J9, Fred Man
Yours truly mane
Different styles, by the pound, hand down, really is
A thing of beauty mane
Late night, shit
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