Lyrics:
making 10 g's an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don't know the nigga then serve the dummy,
Serve the junkies then ride ashantis
[Hook]
forgave, nigga
Put that shit on my mama, bitch I take it to the grave, nigga
Won’t let you treat me like a slave nigga
Mane bitch I hate niggas
[Verse 1]
like Gucci Mane ad-libs (brr)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
I started with a G-Shock now I got a Richard Mille (yeah)
These hoes don't
I get you fuckers locked up for a quarter key
I told you motherfuckers not to fuck with me
Mike WiLL Made It
Gucci Mane, and I'm a one man band
fine
Mane that bitch dont matter
How you doing im doing fine
Cause your shit don't matter
Im really out here doing me
That other shit don't matter
Too
huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my hobby
What the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no pity boy big scar
huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my hobby
What the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no pity boy big scar
First thang first, baby girl let's get acquainted
My name Gucci Mane, baby tell me what you dranking
Devil wears a lane, you don't got no super cane
right, okay
Got my Louis from vigil (Virgil)
Gucci for my G's (Gucci)
Channel cc for my sis (CC)
Got my momma proud of me (Precious Mum)
God assisting
shorts
Believe dat girl
I don't holla at girls girls holla at me
I don't throw dollars at girls, they throw dollars at me
Gucci you conceited
and he's so corny
I'm so hood that the hoes get horny
'07 Corvette on off-set shorties
If thirties the new twenty then order me forty
Gucci Mane rabbit
here dreaming
Dont die now
You got too much love to give
Dont leave now
You gotta live
The streets ain't safe
The game gets rigged
All said and done
bitches like eniminimo
I done did shit dat don’t anybody know
I can go places state to state
by myself don’t anybody go
Now tell me is bout what you be
You can tell by the chains, who running things
Slide through my hood like i’m Suge cause they (Love it mane)
Got them jumping out the woods cause they
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
cheffing up like Benihana's
Taking five bitches to Bahamas
Before I'm crossed up by a lost love
You remind me of all the girls in my past if im being honest
fucking
Drug that you could ever think of and she showed me love
That's what's up
I knew this one chick and mane she was bad as hell and
How she made her
God’s Love Song
Written by: Irene Rose Smith
D.O.C. January 19, 2016
Verse One
G G/B C D
Hey you have you heard God so loved
niggas, stay the fuck up out my way
I be true O.G., you can quote what I say
I'm a H-town nigga from around the way
Southside, ridin' dirty like I'm UGK
You and me don't move the same
Just created a newer lane, had to go super saiyan
I'm Gucci Gares not Gucci Mane but still fuck with Gucci Mane
Straight
the album, you know
So, uh, Dame took me into the hallway
He's like "Yo, man, B, B, you don't want a brick, you don't want a brick"
"You gotta be under
a hater!'
All black, long part, somethin like The Terminator
Call me the exterminator, sprayin like the Orkin man
You don't want no part of that we deeper
Man, you niggas don't know how long I've been grindin', bruh
Yeah Mane, real shit real spit
I'ma give it to you, how you want it?
In the jungle
on me
Imma bend her over my paper don't fold like origami
Oh
Before I had money they never want me
But now that I got paper she sayin she love me
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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