Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Car Smell"
(with PeeWee Longway feat. Rich Homie Quan)

"Car Smell"
(with PeeWee Longway feat. Rich Homie Quan)



[Verse 1:]
Hey if I'm flying down 20
Then it's purple what I use
4 till I drive it then I throw that bitch a coupe
Throw stupid car alarm I know every spot to do it
Ain't no talking in my car
Bitch that's what that new is
For that kush smell, you would stop
Thank the cop, handicapped
Now a nigga my roofie gone
Sister got me picky 'cause I'm 4 how I used to roll
Chevy black and white like the I love Lucy
Throw me up out the way
I think I brought the 40 way
Get uncle said Jay 'cause it take all my money
Partner frontin, grinding in that phantom on black
In that 5 50 K with the camera in the back of the benz baby

[Hook:]
Here baby
Not a lesson, poppin' out your free baby
It's quite impressive
I point it out of my rims baby now I'm flexin
Talk the whole of in those heels baby
Now she naked
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
Night over night but I earn my stripe feel like Garfield
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells

[Verse 2:]
Crystal Lewis my shoes
4 neons on the coupe
Your bitch make a bootie boo
She scan this, I scan this
Can suck and fuck me in the coupe
These countdowns ain't count start
I made that kind of move
My satellite get not allowed
Had to tell the bitch be cool
You know you're free my boo
You love to love and you love the smell
Got the hundred band in the coupe
500 a pound said muff for real
Got dope for sell for the puff
And this shit I do ain't new to me
I got alot bitch I'm a stu
I barge and I drop it at her shoe
Fetch it, bitch tell me what to do
Part I drone feel alone,
Bank account got semi on
Gotta keep my eyes on yo
Your bitch weaving don't swerv it

[Hook:]
Here baby
Not a lesson, poppin' out your free baby
It's quite impressive
I point it out of my rims baby now I'm flexin
Talk the whole of in those heels baby
Now she naked
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
Night over night but I earn my stripe feel like Garfield
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells

 

[fox69]

"Careless And Reckless"
(feat. Future, Chill Will)

"Careless And Reckless"
(feat. Future, Chill Will)



[Intro:]
"Drumma Boy" [echoes] Ay yeah boyyyy, ay yeah [x2] (It's Gucci! Unghh)

[Gucci Mane:]
Hey girl I'm tearin it up and they knowin that I had sex so much that I ain't goin back
I blow stack after stack after stack after stack
At the rack everyday and they knowin that
Well I'm blowin that and I'm doin this
And my red flag got the haters pissed
Don't reckless, this not a diss
This not a threat, this real shit
And don't play me, cause ain't no stoppin me
Ain't no toppin me, and ain't no robbin me
Cut the robbers outs, I brought the goons out
We reckless, we O.G.
On Acuras and they textin us
But who gives a fuck and who gives a damn?
I'm blood in and blood out on
Flat Shoals with big sand
And Waka Flocka, thanks Flocka Waka Two times, cause we two crimes
Two bloods and two rides with fo' nines and gang signs So what's up?
The pricety, I'm icey as iced tea
I'm the king of diamonds and the princess shinin
And all mine behind me

[Chorus: x8]
Let's get reckless, let's get reckless

[Cap:]
Oh yeah! Cap, I'm in beast mode
Hell yeah I'm on reckless
If you don't like it pussy nigga come check this
Respect this or meet your death wish
There's 17 bird on my necklace
I fuck with dem and they fuck with me
Don't fuck with us, get the fuck from 'round
Cause I like to pop and we sucker free Reckless, reckless, e'rybody goin HAM
Don't test this, cause if you do
That Smith & Wesson go blam, damn
Look what the fuck done happened
Just cause you heard that a nigga start rappin
That I'm worryin about the [?] pulled out
No toppin, no clappin, clear the whole scene
I'm smashin Bye, gone - boy you better catch up nigga
Get hit from your neck up nigga Nobody wan' fess up, get your block up
Leave the whole scene full of ketchup nigga
They are wildin, on wildin, on ballin, they violent
I got the little man sydrome, get me in the end zone
Signin autographs who's stylin?

[Chorus]

[Chill Will:]
Huh? Huh? Huh? Vacation in Miami, they say
I'm swag surfin
Your girl with ya she ain't lookin but her ass flirtin
See I'm a classy nigga, a thousand dollar curtains
And I just made yo' nigga mad cause his pocket hurtin
And I don't mean I'm jackin off when I say
I'm chokin chickens I mean, when we rap on mo' we call that chokin chickens
I got a talkin code, for all he knows it folds
Too buck to be on probation, too rich to be on parole
My dawgs love me on I'm on the mic talkin reckless
Stuntin, ballin, million dollar flexin
My dawgs love me on I'm on the mic talkin reckless
Stuntin, ballin, millionaire flexin

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cash Cash"
(feat. Makonnen)

"Cash Cash"
(feat. Makonnen)



[Hook - Gucci Mane:]
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
Cash Cash, Cash Cash
I got a bag full of cash

[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:]
Cash Cash nigga, Cash Cash
I got a big ol’ bag, I serve that gas gas
Flat bag, coke packs, trap back, snap back
I’m in a Maybach with your main bitch
Nigga don’t like that
I’m a pimp, need a white Lac and a white hat
Cash Cash, Og bags
It’s big GuWop I make your OG's mad
That's yo big homie? he on his last
He’s doing bad, no cash cash

[Hook x2 - Gucci Mane]

[Verse 2 - Makonnen:]
I'm on the main stage with your main bitch
At my festival
My psychedelics from overseas, and my gas from Sherman Oaks
So tell me what you need, cuz we making that dough
I keep that American cheese, and Mexican pesos
I got a girl from Cambodia, oh international
She don't even have a national, bank account or car
But she be really in them streets, I mean damn she going hard
She won't ever get deported, I might give her a green card
Cuz that cash cash is all I fuckin' need
When I blow that gas gas, I don't care who's in need

[Hook x2 - Gucci Mane]

 

[fox69]

"Cash Shit"

"Cash Shit"



I got troub' house, try to check my crack house
I got a lane house, I got stash house
This right list to the jug house
My baby mama move down (she call)
My ex girl kick me out
I still pass brigs out
So six I got my middle finger up
Screaming fuck a hater
I put my money on the motherfucker askeley
And I'm up like a motherfucking elevator
Sixtyies on my charges, she ain't luck and sky screaper
High hater wave at you have a plug pie
I'm a fly in air nigga since the jules in high
You a lot saying simmy in some lane vibe
Got the numi line jaze and I'm too line
Scope it down in this motherfucker
I'm a wish motherfucker, I won't will chuker
I won't do none chups now in forty pound
I'm in the lumy, stone stuck in autograph
Scope up, I'l talking cash shit, I'm talking cash shit
They saying I'm feeling myself
I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself bitch
Vash shit, talking cash shit
They say y'm feeling myself, feeling myself
Feeling myself, feeling my self, feeling myself
I'm a mean now, I'm a mean now
And I'm a mean it now
Say I'm a mean it now, goup up, I'm a being nigga, being my friends
Yeah I'm made it with my friends
I'm a mean it my trane
Me and dollar make it nigga Gucci will going in
Me and dollar have cut, me and dollar gran
I walk in you can handel with
Blowing money and I wish
Screaming fuck a friend
Fall and crim and still skin
You won't like Gucc, fuck your oppinion
A bad bitch is let you rain, play piscute
A forfill low, all day you niggas turning inches
I stick and make it all today, I will wish it
Plug cat pull up she superstitios
I'm talking cash shit, talking cash shit
They say I'm felling myself, feeling myself, I'm feeling myself bitch
Cash shit, talking cash shit
They say I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself
I'm a made it now now
I'm a made it now, I'm a made it now
Say I'm a made it now, grow up

 

[fox69]

"Catch A Box"

"Catch A Box"


[Intro:]
Turn up niggas
C4 nigga, Dun Deal
Big Guwop

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Pour the lean so dark, it look like Jack Daniels
She's a supermodel bitch but she got a Nathaniel
I drag a bitch by her hair, captain caveman
15 chains but I'm not a slave, man
Girl you got me real horny but your girlfriend corny
I never ever forced the check but I ride on Forji's
Reroll a vic or two, take a picture boo
And you can do me how you want, you got a Nicki booty
I spill my lean on her ass she got a sticky butt
I need half the deposit back, you got a rental booty
You got on 10 Versace chains that's something Frenchie do
I got on 15 diamond necklace like Big Meech'll do
I murked the man and beat the charges just like Boosie did
Big diamond rings hang off my finger, Liberace kid
In a black Magnum pullin' up with plenty bails of mid
And if you tell 'em what we did then we'll kidnap your kid (squad)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Can you catch a box, ho?
Can you catch a box, ho?
All I wanna know is
Can you catch a box, ho?
I might send some dope, ho
I might send some smoke, ho
All I wanna know, 'do
Can you catch a box, ho?
Can you catch a box, ho?
I might send some pints, ho
I might send some blocks, ho
Can you catch a box, ho?
Can you catch a box, ho?
Can you catch a box, ho?
Can you catch these blocks, ho?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Can you catch a block ho?
Can you catch a block ho?
Can you catch this box coming off the loading dock, ho
Cargo mill when I'm feeling these smurf
Got a light blue box with blocks in it
And a rose gold watch with rocks in it
And an all-red Bentley with Glocks in it
My hoes love to go shopping
All I'm good at is catching boxes
Got an airport plane cross country
No contraband just hundreds
I'm post the mill and we punched it
Racists drinking them dirty Sunkists
If I had one wish, wish for three wrists
2 Rollies on each that'll make 6
Send a box so big that she can't lift
And a weed so loud that she can't keep hiff
Go right now bitch cause your plane here
And I ain't even gotta know yo real name dude
Caught so many passes last year
She helped me get the Naismith
And she shake that ass at night time
But she catch boxes on day shift

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Chicken Room"
(feat. Rocko)

"Chicken Room"
(feat. Rocko)



[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
If this a cold drop and why you waiting cold dope
Great liquor small lines in the dope house
And too far smoking cigars and dining room
Got birds everywhere this calls the dining room
Three hundred pound roll tight on the [?] room
And who the close act the money in the closet fool
I'm not a handles Gucci keeps a lot of tools
I teach nigga how to cut it like this bubble coop
Wait a minute just be patient I may take a minute
On the [?] dark say easy I'm in the kitchen and I'm water [?]
I hear the flickers em

[Hook:]
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I'm with my damn with my madam and I'm fat blunt
I call the ashes in the [?]
I'm having fun be my dawn celebrating fun
I need a bottle time what crack one
Me and Ross on the block what a [?]
I'm in the zone system I'm cool with my black gun
True religion 50 in my true religion
And they no [?] fifty in my rolly jeans
Ain't no whine chain you want to everything
You know my regime how money I means
I pray to your clan, I pray to your roll I got a hundred things
I'm tryin to [?] y'all

[Hook:]
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room

[Verse 3: Rocko]
Hey, all I see the dawn I'm flyer than them all
Who that say the [?] the cash right on
I call my Monaco big [?] scared
People whatever they hear they nigga Paris
I [?] I can't spare it
Unless you my coach that's why I roll the vouches
[?]

[Hook:]
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room
Got cities scroll it got no money in my living room
Got birds everywhere I call it the chicken room
And I'm bout to move my bitch in my kitchen soon
That bird is everywhere I call it the chicken room

 

[fox69]

"Choose Up"

"Choose Up"



Lamborghini with the doors up
Pull up and she choose up
Froze us and she choose us
Better ask these hoes they know us
She watchin’ me like a movie
Gucci Mane got his numbers up
Tell baby girl come over here
Drop that ass right in front of us

Yes she choose, yeah that bitch choose up
That bitch she choose up, that yellow bitch choose up

I got a dark skin friend and she fine ass fuck
But when I hit the club she make them hoes choose up
Yeah they choose up
Jimmy Jimmy shoes up
Jimmy Choo glasses bet she the shit my boo wearin’
I’m so inconsiderant, I’m not even caren
I got this big old diamond chain
She thinking ‘bout marriage
Gave her 1000 dollars, cause the bitch so thick and she suck good dick
I don’t give a fuck about it, and I don’t miss shit and I don’t miss it
Cause I be fucking balling, when I hit layin’ next, wanna have sex, fuck them niggas
Call me Gucci, you pay me 100 for a feature my nigga, Gucci gon come and get ya
Your I’m the truth, Imma come and get you, but bring that money with you
You like graffiti, I don’t like fine art cause I’m a bigger picture
And matter fact, the way I ball, bitch I’m a motion picture
Your bitch got motion sickness cause we riding on 26s

 

[fox69]

"Choppa Shoppin'"
(feat. Black Magic, Maceo, Young Snead)

"Choppa Shoppin'"
(feat. Black Magic, Maceo, Young Snead)



[Intro]
Big Cat, Laflare (Big Cat)
Gucci Mane, Laflare (Gucci Gucci)
We will be be respected (respect)

[Chorus]
See we can get it poppin (we can get it poppin)
See we can get it poppin (nigga we can get it poppin)
Cause I went choppa shoppin (nigga choppa shoppin)
Cause I went choppa shoppin (yeah we went choppa shoppin)

[Gucci Mane]
You niggaz not a army, cause you ain't hard enough
You nothin like a boss, cause y'all ain't smart enough
See we can get it poppin (poppin) cause I went choppa shoppin (shoppin)
I keep one in the chamber (chamber) so I ain't gotta cock it (cock it)
You gets no respect ('spect) I mean none at all (none at all)
I'm in the junk yard (junk yard) runnin body parts (body parts)
Roll another blunt ('nother blunt) Magic another blunt (never blunt)
It might look gravy (gravy) but this ain't what'cha want
My money on the rise (on the rise) yo' money standin still (standin still)
On fire with the tools (tools) better with the steel (steel)
Fuck with my nigga Cat (Cat) nigga watch your mouth (mouth)
Cause any disrespect ('spect) I'll be at'ch house (house)

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]
Done take your bitch (bitch) - fuck her too
I thought we was cool, but youse a sucker too
See we can shoot it out (shoot it out) or we can duke it out (duke it out)
But all that Hollywood shit I can do without (this fo'real)
I roll with drug dealers (drug dealers) body snatchers (body snatchers)
Cap peelers (cap peelers) and kidnappers (kidnappers)
Murderers (murderers) and burglarers (burglarers)
Mercinaries (mercenaries) you ain't never scary (never scary)
I be locked down in jail eatin commisary
Have yo' body cold like the month of February
Gucci Mane bitch, Big Cat ruckus
You ain't gotta like us, but you must respect us

[Chorus]

Uhh...

[Magic]
Ay it's a movement, it 'bout to be some changes
We will be respected, what the fuck y'all niggaz thankin? (Hahaha)
We squaded up, camouflaged down, ragged up
We can get it poppin, got ther choppers in the stash box (stash box)
With Magic on the scene (scene) niggaz gettin shook (shook)
We knock 'em down first round and we ain't usin' hooks (nope)
I'm from the streets so you know I think the same way
And plus my gun don't shoot water down dawg naan day

[Young Snead]
You need bricks nigga? Me and Gucci got it (Gucci got it)
One call and Young Snead'll have them toolies poppin
You could be from the North (North) or from the South (South)
I don't discriminate, I'm shootin if your run your mouth
We ridin speed boats (speed boats), and they full of coke (full of coke)
The word is out - we supply the whole East coast
Lemonhead chains (chains), and my watch is Skittles (Skittles)
New H2 interior like peanut brittle

[Outro]
See we can get it poppin - UHH...

 

[fox69]

"Choppers"
(feat. Waka Flocka, OG Boo Dirty)

"Choppers"
(feat. Waka Flocka, OG Boo Dirty)



Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
I play with them
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers

Shot fired, man down, 100 drone, boy, what you doing
My young niggas, they wretched, bout to snatch a plug, the kidnapping
With them choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers
Yeah, we with your block, block, block, block, block, yeah
[?] ran around with them choppers, broad day, we sparking, we strapped up, desperado
Just cruising through the streets, me and Road Runner
Go chopper, too deep, me and Road Runner
Leaving big holes, leave you like donuts, icing on your bitch face like donuts
Chopper Lee chopped up like cold cuts, young mob, Bricksquad, bitch, get your choppers

I heard your man done passed on, he didn't last long
Go and chop them bands off, they gonna sing a sad song
Kid, your granddaddy fought, nigga, any grandson
Fallen nigga full of holes, throw his ass a tampon
Catch the tuly with the cooly, at the tech with the breather holes
Got a couple Os but half of them ain't breathing, though
The O has a key, they don't need no reason for it
I'm about some reefer smoking, say it to your reaper hoe
Now call your dough, it's nice to meet you, squeeze, whipper, it's nice to bleach you
Thousand t-shirt, I bring my blumer, 'cause I ain't got no trust in people
Cool ass Gucci got me all around these important people
Told a goon so I'm a leave us, set it off like Queen Latifah

Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
I play with them
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers

AK then 223, carve these extended clips
Got hundred round drums, they shoot down bricks
Million dollars' worth of licks, I hit his own six
Bricksquad niggas known for taking niggas shit
Scooter and Waka Flocka, OG and Gucci Mane
We shoot head shots, bullets bust your brain
Check your mailbox, I sent you four things
You don't cash out, hit you for playing games
Where them young niggas at, I tie my shoe, no choppers
A green light your nine, next notch off your pocket
When you playing with them rockets gotta keep it silent
Thousand rounds at your ass, your whole hood dying

Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
I play with them
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers

I paid 200 dollars for my first chopper
All I want for Christmas is a motherfucking chopper
On my knees saying my prayers with my fucking chopper
Too in love with the streets, I never had a hoe problem
I leave that for them suckers
Them bitches say he cool, but he's a dirty motherfucker
I ain't got time for it, ain't no need me lying to her
I would rather go bad, half a pound, get on my click and blow it
100 in the chopper, 100 hell rocking
Everything over here 100, that's why they can't stop me
Real street niggas, go fuck up the whole profit
20 bands worth of guns sitting in one closet

 

[fox69]

"Christmas Tree"
(feat. PeeWee & OJ da Juiceman)

"Christmas Tree"
(feat. PeeWee & OJ da Juiceman)



[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My wrist so rocky, I'm cocky
[?]
I wanna drag her for jockey
She wanna dig in my pocket
You move a gold digger in
Bitch will live in your wallet
You start out taking her shopping
She end up spend all your profit
I just fall, I don't call
She eat balls and the bitch bring broads
Don't get your feelings involved with dogs
Feed her to the wolves that'll hang with the boys
Sippin on oil, we got her spoiled
Rollin up guards got gas in jars
All my cars foreign
Sittin on 4's
Damn you gorgeous, what you on
She on molly, I'm on chron
We put lean all in the dime
Camoflauge foamposites on
80k on me and hun
Shittin on niggas I got the runs
Pissy jewelry, yellow charm
Baby dissin, why so frizzy
Need to sit out in the sun
PeeWee kiwi kush we blowin
Take your bitch that's what we on
Beat her up, RiRi Chris Brown
Diamonds dancin like James Brown
Pitch words like I'm on the mound
Baby know what I be on
I be in and out of time
I put my dick on her tongue

[Hook:]
She turn me on, I'm a turn her on to me
And I turn her on, VVS all over me
Look at my arm, this Rolley got her feelin me
Don't turn me on, I'm lit up like a Christmas tree [3x]
She turn me on, and I got ice all over me
I turn her on, I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

[Verse 2: PeeWee Longway]
PeeWee Longway nasty ass
Hide that gas off in the past
Italian Stallion my watch rockin
VVS is my ear hockey
Longway Liberace
Karate chop the dope in huarache
Benihana eating steak and hibachi
Clap on, clap off, I'm rocking chandeliers
Pick ups, drop offs, I'm making drug deals
I got Christmas tree bells up making profit
On some crip shit, Longway blew the rastas
Sippin and spinnin still pourin up the codeine
Brick grip still coming down your chimney
Turnin me on and all now ya in the Remy
Blowin gas Mr. Lean with the white Remy
But rising diamond bars open, know you hear me
Super charged blue Hemi flyin down 20
Bought a Porsche just out the window, blue M&M
Can't stomach my bars, ain't as sick as him
I be hangin out with stars like with Bush and them
Stems crushin my cigars like we kushin them
One button, push start, doing tricks in them
I'm talkin foreign cars, A&G kit'd them
She turn me on, I had to turn her on to Juice and them
And OJ turned her ass on to Gucc and them, Longway

[Hook]

[Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman]
Christmas tree glad jewelry
Sell chickens for Patrick Ewing
In the sky just like a bow
Kill em with the Murray and the Roley
I don't eat steak, eat ravioli
And you hot cause you ho done chose me
I'm a young nigga from the hood my nigga
Got these racks out the Bouldercrest corner
Texaco soldier
Deuces in the water
6's on my Charge, whip the dope a little hard
Try to see me a way, nigga better profit
Keep white just like a Nazi
Got gas, long dreads like a Rasta
Calamari shrimp type play pasta
Make moves just like I'm a mobster
Like a young nigga tryin to win an Oscar
Plug came and his first name Oscar
Gettin paid since I first start walking
I'm not poppin when I'm talkin
Young Juiceman trending topic
32 Entertainment
1017, how can we explain it

[Hook]