Lyrics:
The ladies love the luxury (yeah)
That's why they all fuck with me (woo)
Out here with the moves (yeesh) like I invented smooth
You can't tell me I ain't
Frankly, I don't love nothin' they got to do with
But, but, but you know what I want you the do for me?
Jerry, Eazy, check this shit out here
I want y'all
and the furious
[Chorus]
I'm on a shopping spree [Repeat: x6]
[Gucci Mane]
Chevy to a Chevy Chevy to a Lamborghini
You cant be me or see me unless you
up on my folks
Toast to the goats and the souls when I smoke
I don't need Visine when you see me shawty know
Bitch I'm high watch me ride by
Stars in
're lost in action (don't pass me by)
I want to get your love all ready (come love with me)
For the sweet sensation, instant radiation
You let me hold you
tell 'em shit 'bout me, them bitches love to pry (it's Gucci)
Never met a nigga half of me, they devils in disguise
All the stupid shit I do, I wish I
don't recognize we been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
Black stars can
They show me all this love, it's gucci gucci
Gucci gucci
She's in love with gucci gucci
Gucci gucci
Gucci gucci
I don't care I make more money got
Do you still look so divine?
G C
Come and let us see our darlin' Pearl
C G
Pearl, Pearl, Pearl, don't give your love to Earl
G
I have
the tree"
Yeah, my left wrist is on freeze (burr), is it cold or is it me? (Or is it me?)
Boy you ain't no lil' Gucci Mane, your ass a wannabe (a wannabe)
to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Baby three seconds isn't enough
For my heart
G.Kahn/W.Donaldson
Love me or leave me and let me be lonely
You won't believe me but I love you only
I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody
bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I'm a bad boy but still there's so much good in me
You can take me out the hood
Darling you got enough for the both of us
So come on baby, make love to me
When my days look low, pull me in close and don't let me go
Make love to me
whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I'll never leave you
And I ain't going nowhere 'cause you're a keeper
So don't you worry, baby, you got me
Cartier with clear lenses please don't cloud my vision (yeah)
And don't nobody fuck with Gucci Mane kitchen (skrrt)
Gucci Mane and Tiggy man this classic
squeeze
Triple doubles, two hoes and check please (Woo!)
They love me on my Ric Flair shit (Woo!)
In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch (Woo!)
Who are you
up though
This is for the honeys, the super?
I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga
You feel me?
Well let 'em know
You fuckin' wit'
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
Okay, let's go
Мы записываем? Ага
Сюда, давай, let's go
Triple X on the beat
Gucci gang, Gucci Mane
She loves my slang, aye
Gucci gang, Gucci
she act (uh huh)
Funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, capisce-ha? (yeah) I'm out
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
faded
Think I forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won't get past the lunch
a fashion
Oh, I love making you angry
So we can make mad love
(Hey) g-give me mad love
G-give me mad love
I know the right buttons to touch
Just to get
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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