Lyrics:
emails from Ellen one from Oprah
Threw all this bullshit We Suede
Everything Gucci I'm talking Gucci Mane
Ain't to much else We can say
They gave Us
In the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
up our school year
This year's perfect attendance award goes to Lil Yachty
For having no tardies all year
Congratulations, Mr. Boat
You're adults
the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's gucci mane
surrounded by the same shit
I’m on a champagne sip
Got the flame late still moving up
It’s open seas like the salve ship
Buffling the plague click
You know you
wheelchairs, I humble them
Bullets get to flippin' and fumblin' and tumblin'
"Gucci Mane, hey let's jump him," nobody jumpin' him (no)
One man, two handguns,
yeah I'm flexin' like a Gucci Mane
Louis V shoes 가격표는 그냥 무시해
비가 내리네 통장엔
떴어 무지개
지금 내 손목엔
5천짜리 VVS
yeah I'm flexin' like a Gucci Mane
Louis V shoes
on the crest like the boulder crest bully
Call your plug and tell that nigga that that Gucci Mane took it
If you lock me up I'm gonna get out and start back
and tonics
Sunglass by Gucci
Never been to Chattahoochee
She may look like New York, Miami, L.A.
But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain't that way
She
'bout Gucci Mane
That lil' bitch like, "Burr," why she so insecure?
Who got the pills in here? How do you live in here?
I got my crib in here, havin'
All she want is money
Not a nigga
Nor a friend
Been rose though she grew up from the pavement
Never liked r&b but love Gucci mane
Aye aye aye
All
Banquets Like Paying Texas On A Back Hand
Gucci Mane Air Train How I Fly The Hoes In
Would Be My Good Friend Till I Put My Golds In
Now Ive Crossed The Globe
women plus some five star love in my house
And on the walls, got Gucci linen
My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night, night
Night, night, night
up can't NFL me like Trump
Just "Gucci Gang" me like Pump
Like Gucci Mane with a cup
My Gucci came with a pump
My Coogi fit me like Puff
Like Gucci rap
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
could tell, dawg
Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg
Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dawg
How did I finesse all
Europeans
Back-to-back like it's a re-run
White boys, dope boys, ballplayers, peons
Pull up in Europeans
Back-to-back like it's a re-run
My pull up game
Holdin' on to this money mane I gotta get it
Choppers and a Glock 40 play with me you get ya issue
Wrap ya dick up 'cause ya dick will have the hiccups
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
Your mane is my name
Oh written in the stars
A million miles away
A message to the mane
Oh
Seasons come and go
But I will never change
And I'm on my way
Let's go
Yeah
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
on the up
Like a elevator
Gucci Mane and Tity Boi
College Park and Decatur
Now I do it for the haters
Started with a Buick LeSabre
Ended with that
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
Discuss these re up by gucci mane Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In