Lyrics:
and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
G-Gucci Mane I'm the water man
Make it rain, do the water dance
Water dripping like
a hurricane
Ice cold like Gucci mane
I am the king man how you ain’t know
Feel like I can fly jump right out the window
Made out like a bandit, I feel amazing
without me
Gucci mane
I got a mature wrist
Plain Jane
Might fuck a mature bitch
Like Ron Jeremy
Suck me up while I drive
Got me switching lanes
Took a dot
Whether it be casualties from your side of the line or mine
I'm in the line of duty amputations by the tooley
Dirty South here to ruley, consequences moody
this is the end of the line for you
If you tryna fuck, then I'm down with you
I jump in the SRT and we gone
Twin turbo engines, they go fast in this
put him in the trunk
Mister, nosy reporter, ain't missed ya
Fuck off my line, get the fuck off my dick
I set trends been legit, since a lil' git
Hoe by
claim
When I put you in Gucci, i'ma feel like the Mane
Why would I lie
I look you right in yo eyes and I see the best thing in my life
I see you by my
did investigation, they took all the pistols out
And if you play with Gucci Mane, we sending missiles through the crowd
And then you know we smoking
cigarillos
Je n'ai peur que du très haut, que du très haut
Gucci Mane, I'm the fucking man
I'm the man, bitch
What you saying? What the fuck you saying?
say I'm the illest (Say I'm sick ass shit)
Kno I'm running circles around the game like a Ferris wheel
Radric Davis Gucci mane kno I'm hard to kill (Yea
you could never ever play me like Weezy
Cause if you owe me money I'm a have to Gucci Mane you Jeezy's, boom boom boom
I don't give a fuck what they say
the dumpsta, lord catch a conquer
Lord don't, pistol play jump up, if ya want ta
This is the unda, buried by yo momma
Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb
Young n**** stacking them digits
Been that n**** since a jit nah I ain't just get with it
Chillign with cuh n**** taught me how to flip it
Mane I
that we not doing
We hide the floss by Brooklyn
Go ask Rylo how we movin
Oh she can't drop me off, I just jump out and go stupid
Wrong way to dumb
(Yea)
Young man, dumb man, high off of one gram
Shoot like a jump man, only got one chance
Yea young man, dumb man, speak over drums stands
Drunk
stick, man Gucci Mane is no pool shark
All this diamonds sittin' on my chest baby, they turned me into a cold heart
You can jump in front of these
Behind every finish line only thing waitin’ for you is a trap mane!
Shit ill,
Police guns drawn ready to sketch an outline
Niggas get pealed
Like it’s
need a chain
Og tune
An I really
Been through some thangs
Swear that my life
Is a movie mane
Still whodini the work
I jump back on top
When I speak
It's
They need to exit don't let the grind past you by
I run laps round lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide
Still
a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
Car got gadgets, my
could sing a hook like Alicia Keys
(What?)
New plans, forty grands on the Lex land
I'm the white Gucci Mane with a spray tan
(Spray tan)
Big ballers don't
Mane for real they wanna live like the king, be like the king feel like the king (You know? Ahaha)
I'm surrounded by some young boyz I feel like
I didn't even know my next guest was in town
but he just dropped by and I'm really excited
Ladies and gentlemen
Jive Turkey, motherfucker
Where you
feeling my pain, codeine mixed with narcotics
We ain't the same, tryna jump in my lane gon' feel like torture
Two door coupe and I'm buying whatever
Gucci
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