Lyrics:
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
that's a rarity (gold)
Gucci Mane's a murderer, you sure you wanna marry him?
Big rock clarity, your jewelry's embarrassing (Hah)
LIV on a Sunday 'cause
it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin'
Ridin' in my
Call Me Gucci Gucci
I Came To Da Club Just To Floss My Chain Mane Catched Another Charge And I'm Going To The Chain Gang Oh I Think I'm Icy Sold
Chorus:
The dope game hard,
The rap game easy,
This is round 1 of Gucci Man vs jeezy,
Gucci Mane vs Jeezy,
This is round 1 of Gucci Man vs....
(x 2)
Burstin' like a Ruger clip
Baby girl, you da sh*t
Mad thick, Supa thick
Can't say that I'm used to this
Come see my world, you new to this
We slappin' out
really high, mane, I'm about the south
Smoked out, loc'd out killas, ain't takin' nothin' from you niggas
So back the fuck up before Da Devil's
말을 더 줄이네
Bitch I’m so icy like Gucci mane
Brrr oou
Brrr oou
Brrr oou
Brrr oou
Bitch I’m so icy like Gucci mane
Fuck with me no I ain’t switching
Call Me Gucci Gucci
I Came To Da Club Just To Floss My Chain Mane Catched Another Charge And I'm Going To The Chain Gang Oh I Think I'm Icy Sold
insane
They say I'm da Mane like Gucci
Box on da plane
I sent em off
Up da Freeway
Like Ricky Ross
Trappin don't end when I'm yawnin
I'm countin bands til
to violins
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
If you
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
sh*t
Yeah
How I Live b*tch
How I Live
Yeah
Yeah Didn't have sh*t ya'll ain't give
Nah
Nah
Did it by myself cuz I'm that kid
Yeah
Yeah
Filthy rich promise
Smoking stupid gas
(Gas) lifestyle stupid fast, b*tch i came from f^ccing rags. You cant tell me sh*t im glad
And my b*tch she stupid bad (Baaad), Gucci
/ get a little fame
Good head plus i love her frame
She da 1 had 2 give her wedding ring
Pictures with a queen by the pool like gucci mane
Gotta watch
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
just my eat ya
If I have to do some time, she gone hold me down like Keyshia
This that Gucci Mane and Keyshia love
This that Gucci Mane and Keyshia
wear uniform
Gucci Mane a dapper don, cap 'em like a Capricorn
Trapper man goin' on a money makin' marathon
You're a joker, I be robbin'
Everything Gucci
But I’m rockin Louis v
Pull up to the spot
I got everything ya need
I can’t help it baby girl
Do this sh*t with ease
Took a trip and I came
why,
Probably because they be cappin and living lies,
While they shawty with me really living life,
She want to ride by my side just like my Glock mane
I’m on my Wu-Tang, Method Man, Bring Da Pain
What you Know about that like Clifford Mane
Sitting court side watching Lebron vs the Clippers mane!
This
and he's so corny
I'm so hood that the hoes get horny
'07 Corvette on off-set shorties
If thirties the new twenty then order me forty
Gucci Mane rabbit
turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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