Lyrics:
She got the body of stripper mane
She do her little dance
So I tip her man
Hey man she hood wit it So fine
Little mama so fly
Do anything for the B
gotta show up
(yeah)
Shawty gon' suck me up until it's over (yeah)
She like a little pretzel, you can fold her
(Nah)
She got the twenty inches with
partners
Shawty you see all that ass poking out them Dolce Gabbana's
Hey as soon as she get in I'm a find her ass
The first record the DJ spend I'm behind
work, bet I make ya cum first
Gucci Mane (yeah), bet we make a sex tape
Flood it on the internet, put it on my Myspace
Gucci got a big stick, make ya
at they
Don't shake like that in Harlem
She aint even strippin
But I still threw a hun dun
Her friend ain't got no ass
But I still know she want one
You do
I want all you broke, freeloading, hating ass bitches
And niggas to get the fuck out the club (Yeah bitch)
Yeah I said it nigga. Get your ass
slang got colder
Walk got pimper, cane with the limper
Treat my bitch right, always lobster and shrimp her
Flatbush Ave I'm the number one contender
gotta buy me Gucci
Sent that ass a text
His face is all in my booty
Big booty
I can throw my ass cause I'm grown
I heard you got a bae
But I can do
millions made)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey (Big hunna Thugga, screamin' free that Gucci Mane)
(We got London on da Track)
off my chest though
Mane I really get tired of all that
Puss ass shit nigga
Lets go
Say let that bit, go like this, yea
[Chorus]
Mane they do all that
She got the body of stripper mane
She do her little dance
So I tip her man
Hey man she hood wit it So fine
Little mama so fly
Do anything for the B
know what I'm saying
Get out the way (yeah)
Get out the way (yeah)
Shawty got ass, shawty got ass
Shawty got ass, shawty got ass
I'm watching it shake
on a roll this your freaking song
Turn me up some, go head put me on baby
I might just pull up on a curb
Shawty tell me if you rolling is you down to put
overload, Jenny from the block
Bitch, I wanna enter every hole that you got
Sugar daddy Gucci Mane, I'm holding a knot
You can't even fathom all
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
and just stared
Blood got up grabbed shawty by her hair
Blood real calm when he whispered in her ear
Who tf you fucked want the truth right here
Shawty
roll
Luxury flows, I've got luxury hoes
Luxury flows, I've got luxury clothes
Gucci's on my ass, nine hunnid for them hoe
Luxury flows, this
sippin on shony
Shawty wanna hit it cuz she kno a nigga on it
I woke up wit her sippin early good mornin
Pancake eggs sausage cups yea yu want it
Face
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
Bitch, I'm M.C. Hammer, I'm about cream
I got thirty cars, whole lot of dancers
I take 'em everywhere, I'm M.C.
lil bitch my shawty (Yeah, ey)
She put that vag' on me
Yung Majik on it
I got me like a hunnid
Bad lil bitch my shawty
She wanna be by the palm tree
She
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)
in Gucci, feel like Gucci Mane
Got me doing thangs that I thought I can't
Shawty out of the scene, she only on my team
Shawty act obsessed she act
neva seen a chick wit a body like that
Gucci Mane Lil Flap bitch I got it like that
Stuntin in the club wit my nigga Big Kap
Made the waitress come
neck, and pull you out of class (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, talking hot
Talk your shit, gang
Wake up in the sky, got me feelin' like I'm Gucci Mane
Yeah, okay,
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