Lyrics:
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
drink and pop pills (Yeah)
Nigga this my party, where do you live? (Huh)
Who let you in, how'd you get here?
Gucci go bonkers, man the flow's monster
I'm coming out
Bow, bow, bow
Man down, click clack
Who your man now, know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane than what 'bout lettin' that thang sound
You
[Chorus]
Gucci mane I go so hard sometimes
i be like god damn where i get these rhymes
flow so fuckin crazy i dun lost my mind,
Iâ??m icy
on the news, we made him famous (famous)
Please proceed with caution, Gucci Mane them armed and dangerous (and dangerous)
I hangout with felons, we don't never
what I mean Gucci Mane La Flare (Gucci we did it again)
So ice entertainment we rocking like that
Haha Mr. Perfect baby haha
Feel me Smell me Appraise me
My niggas out in Zone 6, soul food, no sushi mayne
Cookin' up the whole thing for Snoop Dogg and Gucci Mane
My home girls out in Brooklyn, bad lil'
[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
Sortie d'Secours
On est ensemble
Fendi Louis Vui Gucci
Veni, vidi, tout d'suite
Sortie d'Secours le crew qui pèse
Vise le platine comme Gucci Mane
trust her
Can't love her, can't trust her
Drop, Phantom, camera, Rolls
Tripped her out her panty hose
She heard Gucci Mane's a dog (woof)
You know
Jewelry game amazin', car game crazy (brr, brr)
Gucci Mane LaFlare walkin' 'round the city, say cheese
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Ridin' with my
in weeks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Gucci Mane the flyy nigga get your mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so
Comme Gucci Mane je vise le top et le drop-top, woohoo
On bosse pour ce foutu hip-hop
Y'a les rappeurs qui pop d'autres qui floppent
Oui, j'en vois
Yup, yuo
Gucci Mane in this motherfucker (Gucci Gucci)
My nigga Zo' on the track (My nigga Zo')
That real shit, that real shit
I'm a hood rich
Triple 6, Triple, Triple 6, smoked out
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about the south
Triple 6, Triple, Triple 6, smoked out
Now I'm high,
pop shit the way I pop it
Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin' (bling)
Say he got money, where it went? What happened?
Sign with Gucci Mane
the ground (ground)
Dirty money, Gucci Mane, no hundreds in the ground (Guwop)
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise
of thieves
They prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sack of leaves
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll
Gucci Bag
T'sais qu'on a le charisme boy pour faire péter l'audimat
Je veux être full ice jusqu'au cou
Glace comme Gucci Mane
Tu penses nous battre
Bitch, I feel like Gucci Mane
Traffic all this damn cocaine (Yeah)
Bitch, I feel like Gucci Mane (Woah)
Traffic all this damn cocaine (Woah, yuh)
I ain't never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho' ain't bout to pick today to start runnin' get money
The beat so hot the flow is so ice cold
nerve
3 thousand 5 hundred dollars call that a loui' purse
A pent house sweet for me and her, call that a loss her skirt
Nigga out shine Gucci mane I
Yo siempre ando con mi gang
Y nos persigue la fame
Voy vestido de balmain
No quiero oro en mi chain
Gordo de flow Gucci Mane
Y nos persigue la fame
water (well, damn)
Comin' live from the hood like a news reporter (6)
Bling bling, Mr. S-O-I-C-Y (Y)
All the hoes jockin' Gucci Mane and I see why
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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