Lyrics:
ya bluffing, 5 heart beat gucci mane David Ruffin, I pull up to ya bi**h house so iced out, shinning like a light house my birds down the tree house,
to write
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
And now I'm gonna do my dance
The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump
(Oh, do me, baby) come
Beyrouth
Deux bouteilles de Greygoose
Et j'engloutis, j'engloutis, j'engloutis, j'engloutis
Une paire de Gucci j'me prends pour Gucci Mane
Il me faut une
Um actin' like a tiger
20 bails and show yo nigga 850 an hour
Gucci mane and willie kid you silly bitch
Da stupidest
Critics try to rate dis shit
WASSUUUUP!
Baby girl make it NASTY
Do a split pop ya ass cheeks
Then pop ya other ass cheek , you're a professional
Boo I already its nothing you can get pass
Drop it on the floor
Drop it on the floor
Drop it on the floor
Now do it while ya dance
Do it while ya dance
Do it while ya dance
Do it while ya dance
to write
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
And now I'm gonna do my dance
The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump
(Oh, do me, baby) come
I'm popping just like my fucking collar
Dark Vader voice to you boys
I'm ya fucking father
Fuck Louie Voton call me Gucci mane
Baby got long ass butt
My nigga My Nigga My Nigga
Mane why u had to go away
You turnt my so cold dat day
Couldn't stand to see ya Fuckin grave
Mane we was real big player
down the road
Right by the ocean
I got bitches (swag) on my toes (Dre)
(Pretty boy swag) Pretty boy swagging on
You fucking hoes (I do this)
This one for
a Magician make ya disappear by snapping my fingers
Shits yeah what's understood ain't gotta be said
Yessir
They know what they're gonna do
All I gotta do is
would think i was they father
I don't whip water
But i know ya b**** got a price
She'll switch fo' I even make an offer
I don't whip water
I aint Gucci
she do it more sloppy (it's Gucci)
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these pockets (haan)
Can't nobody
like dey hearin me
Diz iz nitti beat
I don't think dat hearin me
80 thousand dollars 4 a track you kiddin me
Gucci Mane back n dey can't get rid of me
everything
I'm gudda gudda, gudda gudda, I put that shit on Gucci Mane
Brick Squad is what the fuck I claim, goom y'all niggas off the chain (Loony)
Lookin'
it takes baby
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I got a thang that's sure to make ya wanna moooove
I can make you dance if you want me
to dance
Ooo she like to party
Ya, Ya
Oh she like to dance, she got ants in her pants, Ugh,
She bad at romance, she ain't got no man's, Ugh,
She got plenty
icy
We we poppin' bottles
Showin' thug love
If you act up in the club
Then you know we throwin' hollows
What it do partna'
Get to close I spark ya
hannin when the gleam make ya see clearer
'Less you a hater and ya blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no
business intact girl
End of the nite we'll be counting dem stacks girl
Trap girl [x8]
[VERSE 1: GUCCI MANE]
See dat thick redbone man I call dat
Da coupe
thang
My boo-ooh thang
Yeah you my baby girl, my baby girl
Yeah Yeah
Do ya dance, aye
Do ya dance, aye
Do ya dance, aye
Go ahead do ya dance, aye
(Nah nah
Got a pain in my stomach
Growing by the second
Every time I saw fuck it
Ya love it
When I slow down
Can't keep up
So ya bringing me down
Ya bringing me
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
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
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