Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Perfect (Intro)"

"Perfect (Intro)"



I said abracadabra and hocus pocus
Then the top disappeared and I went to Strokers
I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I'm not no local joker
But I'm locally invested in Coca-Cola
I'm made a bonafide business off baking soda
Give you one more summer then I'm taking over
I got 100 pounds of loud, you can smell the odor
I got the thangs for 45 but don't tell 'em I told you
I'm a Bricksquad soldier, I thought I told you
Mr. Ice Cream Man, I'm smoking doja
Pull to the thang in a brand new testarossa
Then walked in the club and set off an explosion

 

[fox69]

"Photo Shoot"

"Photo Shoot"



Like Tommy Lee and Pamela, I'm fuckin on a camera
Mo stamina than animals, Gucci is no amateur
Child wanna damage ya, can damage you, I'll handle ya
Two girls on my bike, one on the back, one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-130 so I call that bitch tarantula
Got Canada on calendar so shout out to my manager
I walked through in south Africa, I jumped in my 4 acura
I'm flip em' like a spatula and I'm outta there

Polo like a collage boi
No I'm Not A College Boi
I Am A So Icy Boi, I'm Tatted Like A Biker Boi
Me and the So Icey Gang
Tatted Like A Biker Gang
Dreaded up, Redded up, Wett it up, Embedded up
Bet, you Dont wanna bet
Pull up in my Chevy Vette, Naw u ain't ready yet
Wetter that yo girl get
Dolce bana, dolce shades, dont u wanna see da boi, see da boi, see da boi
Come and take a Polaroid, Polaroid, camera flash, camera flash, I see yo ass.
Lookin with yo lookin ass, so come and take a camera flash
jewerly game amazin, car game crazy
Gucci Man Leflare! Wont cha come and see me say cheese!

When I'm wit my broad
It's a photo shoot
When I hit the mall(mall, mall)
It's a photo shoot
When I'm in da club (club wet)
It's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot (yeahhhh...)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL!)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
When im with yo girl every time
It's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot

Photogenic chain mane photo grabbin memory
I can fuck yo thang but I don't fuck hoes in industry
Gucci Mane la Flair so icey you remember me
Remember me from t.v, turning on yo t.v
Hip Hop police, say they lookin after me
How u lookin after me u know I got a murder beef
Yea I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get sumn to eat
Me and my lil main squeeze, give a nigga brain please
Chain zone frigidair, watches on the frigery
frigerate, frigerate, I'm freezin' like a polar bear,
Red carpet shawty and the paparazzi chasing me
How they gone catch me, ridin' in my Lamborghini

Ridin' with my broad
It's a photo shoot
When I hit the mall
It's a photo shoot
When I'm in da club
It's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot (yeahhhh...)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL!)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
When I'm with yo girl everytime it's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot

Me and Boosie, smokin' frutie, it look like a photo shoot
Shout-out to my nigga Webbie, my hoes independent too
Me and Shawty Lo in a dulley smokin purple dro
Me and Gotti in a Benz, and you know we get it in
D-Block and Gorilla Zoe in a studio by club Enzo and Zone
6 moreland Avenue, Memorial Drive, you know fo sho, yea im fine im clean im tight I kill them girls like Killa Mike, Killa Mike,
I kill a mike, so shout out to slick Killa Mike (Killa).

Me and Plies, chingy eyes, back to back in Hummers,
So we ten tires, double wide, 30 inches on you guys,
UGK my favorite group, for years been ridin' with them guys,
8 ball told 'em, lay it down, and I did it 'bout 30 times.

Ridin' with my broad
It's a photo shoot
When I hit the mall
It's a photo shoot
When I'm in da club
It's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot (yeahhhh...)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL!)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
It's a photo shoot (GIRL)
When I'm with yo girl everytime it's a photo shoot
Gone get yo camera phone on
It's a photo shoot

 

[fox69]

"Picture Perfect"
(feat. Chill Will)

"Picture Perfect"
(feat. Chill Will)



[Hook: Gucci Mane]
If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?
Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus
I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'
They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect
They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect
I looped the lot and dropped the towels cause towels, they make me nervous
I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses
And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Just to wake up it's a blessed day
But I'm boomin' cage like everyday
Gonna muscle down I put my hustle down
I gone makin' money like several ways
Got a traphouse in the neighborhood
Get my grass cut by seven J's
Flashback, yell Lamborghini
I pulled up to the bigger A
Got a book man, I'm the coupe man
Get the S-scrolls, I'm Escrope [?]
I pulled up in that Rolls Royce
All the pussy niggas had nothin' to say
Cockroaches in the industry
I think it's time for me to [?]
Asenzi [?] committed when I get through those pretty J's
Might buy a pain, I might crack a seal
Then pour for my ace of spades
Might buy a pound and then break it down
Then smoke a pound in the VIP
I get money, you ain't gettin' money, is that the reason you mad at me?
I fit the bags of that Cali gas
And it's iO3 if you find the seed

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?
Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus
I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'
They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect
They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect
I looped the lot and dropped the towels cause towels, they make me nervous
I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses
And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

[Verse 2: Chill Will]
I hope she get so wet I get a backstroke
And fuck a nigga, what you think these scraps for?
Yeah, I be ballin', and I ain't talkin' ball back
Big money, start talkin' lil money fall back
Show me where them brawls at, show me where the mall at
Chill with the shit, bitch, show me where the staul at
Look at all this work, I don't think that I can move it all
Look at all this dope, I don't think that I can sell it all
Yeah, I'm tellin' ya, big cookin' work in the kitchen, I'm smellin' ya
Shout out to the east cause I be there on the regular
Yeah, we call em squares but their shapes are rectangular

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?
Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus
I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'
They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect
They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect
I looped the lot and dropped the towels cause towels, they make me nervous
I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses
And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

 

[fox69]

"Picture That"

"Picture That"


[Verse 1:]
Fuckin round with Gucci ain't gon lead to a endrin
Bitches like 3rd period, turn you to hit street
Nigga said he did this but nigga's a mystery
My lady said you found out your favorite rapper's a sissy
This purple shit I'm sippin got them young niggas trippin
He thinkin like he got a cough to get a prescription
You came to Atlanta but they ask bout the big shit
You all didn't know but Muddy walked out with stitches
I'm rich but nighttime I lose my mind with the ballers
And ultrafine but last time he stayed with a model
South president like Jimmy Carter for Georgia
30000$ Charger for that, my headquarters

[Hook:]
Picture that, picture that, picture that
Nigga picture that, picture that, picture that
Jumpin out the Phantom, talkin real manage shit
While the G's sayin he ain't broke, I can't imagine that
Picture that, picture that, picture that
Nigga picture that, picture that, picture that
Jumpin out the Rrari, lookin really handsome
Brick Squad going broke, I can't even tell em that

[Verse 2:]
They say a bird in the hand meets a bird in the bushes
But if the killa in the bushes then your shooters are some pussies
Tryna rob Gucci Mane, right play and wrong nigga
Tryna make it to the ham, got pulled over vila Rica
He go sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals
A scale, a bail and some seals on
And my money stretch longer than a talahoochy real
If it's turn the key then I'm going to tryna do say
If I know you like I knew you then why I do ya like I do ya
Bitch I flew here and you grew here
I'm not new here, what's it to ya?
I pour 4's and deuces and drinks and juices
Set bails and bricks and blunts and losers

[Hook:]
Picture that, picture that, picture that
Nigga picture that, picture that, picture that
Jumpin out the Phantom, talkin real manage shit
While the G's sayin he ain't broke, I can't imagine that
Picture that, picture that, picture that
Nigga picture that, picture that, picture that
Jumpin out the Rrari, lookin really handsome
Brick Squad going broke, I can't even tell em that

 

[fox69]

"Pillz"
(feat. Mac Bree-Z)

"Pillz"
(feat. Mac Bree-Z)



[Chorus:]
[Mac Bre-Z:] Is you rollin [x3]
[Gucci:] Bitch I might be [x3]
[Mac Bre-Z:] Girl he geeked up [x3]
[Gucci:] Bitch I might be [x3]
Yeeaaaaahhh!

[Verse 1:]
East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy til your bitch came in
Bout the same time that that thang kicked in
Now she aint really pretty but she got a nice body
Im geeked up thinkin this Buffie The Body
Aint your name lil Trina cause you look like Janet Jackson
Im 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 dont know where I'm goin
On two eighty five I keep ridin in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin like a pound of purple
Gucci is your time give me five more minutes and a cold orange juice cause I'm really really trippin
Went to the strip club and request that I'm da man
The next thing you know I was throwin rubberbands

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Shawty tellin me she aint neva suck no dick
Neva took a pill or neva ate a bitch
You a lie but I aint gonna get upset right now
But I wish I had a lie detector test right now
You say you marry well bitch you might be
But I bet your husband aint Icy like me
She stand on B.C. in my ashy black tee
When dem dope man nikes and dem jore ass jeans
I dont pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
Imma the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one pop two two halves thats three
Aint no waffle house baby hell I cant eat
Gucci hood like your hoodman hes so extreme
Wearin doces in the club cause you kno the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang let you see my seats
We've been rollin rollin rollin we aint slept in weeks

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Gucci Mane ? nigga get your mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so you kno might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night flight
Im high like Fabo hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go like my name E-40
A rich rock star nigga I'm gonna party
Got a party pack of pillz thats at least bout 40
Ill pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pillz call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pillz man I'm so real
Three dollars for a pill thats a damn good deal

Ay wassup Gucci Mane. Why you sweatin so hard? Is you rollin or somethin.

Shit well baby I might be. But got damn what is you doin.
You jockin a playa. You ch-Chewy ova here right.
Look I aint K-Rab baby You know what I mean I'm not a piece of Bubblegum.
What I'm doin is not your business. But matta of fact while you ova here is you a waitress or somethin?
Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress. So do what you do iight.
Imma give you this hundred dollars. Go get you what ever you drankin.
Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices, five crunk juices nd we'll be straight how bout that.
And is you straight is you single or is you marry.
Cause I might be, Bitch I might be,
Bitch I might be, Bitch I might be YEEEAAAAAAAHHH

 

[fox69]

"Pillz (Remix)"
(feat. Big Tank, Mac Bre-Z)

"Pillz (Remix)"
(feat. Big Tank, Mac Bre-Z)



[Intro]
(Zaytoven!!)
Geah! Gucci Mane, is in the buildin
So Icy Entertainment, Zaytoven on the track
When we come to the club
We got the choppers on deck, and the yoppers on deck

[Chorus]
[MB] Is you rollin? [4X]
[GM] Bitch I might be [4X]
[MB] Girl he geeked up [4X]
[GM] Bitch I might be [4X]
[GM] Yaaaaahhh!

[Verse 1]
Game choppin like my rims, I'm choppin it up
'Til my 'caine gold like a pimp, I'm fresh as a bud
Plus I'm blowin on the sticky green, so I'm dro'ed up
And I'm rollin on the bean, so the city SLOWED UP~!
My team showed up, so you know we need a party pack
Callin Momma Stash, say she wanna be a part of that
Tell her I'm for real, and I keep a knot folded back
The next thang you know she tossin pills like a quarterback
Guc', I'ma throw it back, stacks I just showed you that
Deuces on the 88, they say I brought the roller back
Fifty for a dollar, hell yeah I can roll with that
Take it to the hood and let, Yatta get ahold of that
Got to be the coldest cat, ice froze the thermostats
Shawty had a Cali tat and Gucci called the Alley Cat
Shot a couple triple stacks and po'd up the iced tea
Slide on my stunna shades; geeked up? I might be

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Said I'm higher than a kite and me geeked up on these pills
Suave Stacks got me actin out, I know that she can tell
that I'm rollin (yeah) like the wheels on a bus
I need a cold Tropicana cause my heart about to bust
Look I'm sweatin like a dog and she askin for some mo'
Gave her couple of blue dolphins and I tell her to go raw
Bright lights lookin psychadelic, I'm off in the zone
Feelin strong like Superman, bitch I bust your dome
Said I'm smokin all the purple and drinkin all the 'gnac up
And I ain't feelin none of that until the next mornin bruh
My stomach fucked up, a couple holes in my brain
But I party like a rockstar, these bitches askin mane!

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane, Laflare nigga, get'cha mind right
Order Crist' by the 12 like a case of Bud Light
Sell kush by the bell so you know my shit tight
7:30 in the mornin on an all night flight
I'm high like Fabo, hood like Shawty
So (Tell Me Where to Go) like my name E-40
A rich rock star nigga I'm gon' party
Got a party pack of pills that's at least 'bout 40
I'll pour 'em in yo' hand like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pills call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pills man I'm so real
Three dollars for a pill that's a damn good deal

[Chorus]

[Mac Bre-Z]
Ay whassup Gucci Mane!
Why you sweatin so hard?
Is you rollin or somethin?

[Gucci Mane]
Shit well baby I might be
But got damn what is you doin?
You jockin a playa, you chew-chewy over here right
Look I aint K-Rab baby knahmean I'm not a piece of bubblegum
What I'm doin is not your business
But matter of fact while you over here is you a waitress or somethin?
Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress
So do what you do aight I'ma give you this hundred dollars
Go get you whatever you drankin
Bring me and my clique about ten of them orange juices
five Crunk juices and we'll be straight how 'bout that
And is you straight is you single or is you married?
Cause I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
YAAAAAAAHH

 

[fox69]

"Pistol In The Party"

"Pistol In The Party"


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Brick Squad about to walk in here
So cold, a nigga bitch say flip
Drinkin on lean like a ice-cold beer
Can't give you none, give you what got you here
Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine bitch, not Belvedere
Ballin like a nigga on his first day I
You chain so little that I hurt my eye
Your watch ain't real, you a goddamn lie
Got some little bit of niggas, I'm a big ol playa
I can take her to you vacash
Car collision, first place
Over 10 years and they couldn't take it
Told I'm a hold their operation
I'm a man bustin what I stand for
Everything I stand for
And I'm a hound dog, kinda fragile
Cause I drop down, better pipe down
EA, GA, AK to the peach state
And a bitch can't call me cheap skate
I'm worth 20 mill on E-bay
Gucci Mane ain't ballin
Young bitch so what yo mouth say

[Bridge: Gucci Mane]
Ain't no 1 on 1 nigga
He swing, I hit you
I ain't no front for fun nigga
He ridin with you, he die with you
I ain't thinkin of bitin my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don't fuck with you
And I ain't finna to go in no club nigga
And if you let me home with this lil nigga

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Bet a million dollars at a month nigga
Quarter mill for a lunch nigga
Hundred dollars a blunt nigga
Check ay I had, don't talk nigga
200 dollars a blunt nigga
This ain't what you want nigga
Got riffles like I'm huntin niggas
Hand choppas and punk niggas
Well chumps ain't keep runnin your mouth
If you went another mile then you gon be in my trunk nigga
Got a ill nigga, just slum niggas
But all I do is just point fingers
Had the niggas fightin like Jerry Springer
Thin them fuckin hoes my trigga bang
I know pimp niggas but no gang bangers
Same plane, different angle
With the tango we Gucci
So you like you want a gumbo
Got her waitin for ya and a funeral
And you add these numbers like candles
They grew up, I keep a fighter
Tell the truth I don't like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game but I tore pussy jet just like Jesse James

[Bridge]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Plain Jane"
(feat. Rocko)

"Plain Jane"
(feat. Rocko)



[Intro:]
Holiday season, is Gucci
Holiday season, is Gucci
Plain Jane, plain Jane
Ppplain Jane, plain Jane

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I know my body took a lot of -EHH
Lungs smoke a lot of stink
Bladder piss a lot of pink
Cause that lean I like to drink
My face got a lot of tats
My girl got a lot of gold
My mouth talk a lot of shit
My dick fuck a lot of hoes
My stomach be filled with shrimp
Legs limping like a pimp
Gazelles on my fuckin' frame
Waves all in my temp
My mind it be on the prize
Hands on with the 9
My trap house it keep a line
Cause I'm sellin' "Dunkin Highs"
Gucci Mane a millionaire
My house I be seldom there
I always be on the road
Bank account got several O's
My britches be true religion
In my kitchen cookin' chickens
Smoking Swishers bustin' Phillies
Bought two 'Rarri's spent the million

[Hook:]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'm a put some rocks off in it anyway
You haters they gon' hate on you like anyway
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway anyway anyway
I dumped her I can find another any day
Any day anyway anyway anyway
It's not that hot outside but I'm a drop it anyway

[Verse 2: Rocko]
Maybach's in way back
Said Maybach yes it's out back
I mean out back my spent bitch
She's got a fat ass and some big tits
I fuck with her cause her accent
With hew blow cause it accent my Louis V shades
Plus it match the Ace of Spades
Oh newborns talking automats
Got two one plain chain one ice though
Nigga try it me, knock some lights out
Got goonies but I'm hands-on run a check up my mans on
That is A1 FBG free Boosie free BG
You don't want to stand in the way I'm a don hoe
Your house the size of my condo I just rap
Shit for the fun hoe last over time free Rocko
Young dimes so old school to where street songs
Where the money at I want some songs
You main bitch and your little sis
You know what time it is nigga it's three some

[Hook:]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'm a put some watch off in it anyway
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'm a drop it anyway

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I drop the top like, "Fuck it"
I'm not in no lil' Cutlass
I pull up in a "What the... fuck I don't know was it"
I know it cost my budget
I know the bitches love it
I got haters disgusted
I'm smoking on that mustard
I'm from east Atlanta and I say it loud
Got a black Ferrari because I'm black and proud
I got a yellow one, it's like salt and pepper
When I put 'em together they stand out
I'm a biker, hitchhiker- That's what you are with your thumb out
Got a Spyker with some rims on it, and the back tires they poke out
Got a lighter? Let me borrow that so I can smoke me on this ganja!
Versace shades- Stevie Wonder. Can't see these niggas they under
Your label's a sandcastle: it's about to crumble
Like Barry Sanders don't fumble
It's Gucci Mane knockin numbers (Gucci!)

[Hook:]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'm a put some watch off in it anyway
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'm a drop it anyway

[Outro:]
Show some DJ fate my nigga
Know what I wanna do
We working

 

[fox69]

"Play Your Cards"
(feat. YC)

"Play Your Cards"
(feat. YC)



Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
[2x]

[Gucci]
I'm on my hustle, I'm bout my grind
I got a plan to make the whole Atlanta mine
One for the money, two for the show
Three dollars for the soda, I mix it in the coke
I'm icy in the summer, I think I need a coat (burr)
I'll drag you to the river then throw you off the boat
Cold dirty shame, low down dirty games, I use to have them thangs
But now I'm on the screen
Play it how it go, take it how it come
Fuck how you feel cause my feelings numb
Play it how it go, take it how it come
Fuck how you feel cause my feelings numb

Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
[2x]

[Gucci]
Gucci mane I'm hard to kill
Ain't nobody murkin me
Niggas think they hercules, have they ass in surgery
Manical, see all these purses, ain't nobody hard as me
He may have more money but he'll neva have more heart than me
Its big dog, bulldog, leapfrog, jumpoff
Sawed off pump, nigga this ain't what you want
And we goin all out, all out for the yola
I owe it to the soda
I cut the music down just so I can hear the motor
I open up the sun roof so you can smell the odor
Play your cards right or they'll find you in Dakota
Suckers get trampled, snitches ran over, snitches ran over

Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
[4x]

 

[fox69]

"Playin With The Money"

"Playin With The Money"


[Verse 1:]
I feel like easy with these low sums
Lookin for some dusty shit to smoke on
She's so fine, need a bad bitch to poke on
I love trap bitches, that's a grown foursome
Put yo hands up if you mind is real on
Put yo lighter up if you smoking real strong
Got this strong back here like Incredible Hulk
Red diamonds on my wrist matched these red trucks
And if a duck weren't up to be a dead duck
They call me Guwap cause I got my bread up
I put a dude up and I do up in a red cup
These niggas playin games, now they got me fed up

[Hook:]
Playin with the money, playin with the money
Havin money nigga, I ain't havin paper problems
Playin with the money, playin with the money
I'm havin paper nigga, I ain't havin paper problems
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If you need some work fool nigga I'll front ya
If you need some work fool nigga I'll front ya

[Verse 2:]
It's Gucci Mane the playa, feel like Nino at the cop
Only difference bout it, I'm the East Atlanta jug
Used to get the work and the pills came from flood
And you my protégé but I can never ride to Mars
Hoppin doors with your main hoes, kalamari posh
In the Ferrari California, send them Forgiatos
And your girlfriend said she bring me but you know you not the father
In my plug with a band of pussy, then I wouldn't robbed her
Got em grinning with MN 95's cause I just came from Boston
Try to follow me on I85, well fuck ya I done last ya
Amigo say don't like to fuck with blunts cause all these niggas didn't cross school
I cross the trash, ran up the set,
These hoes say that I'm awesome

[Hook:]
Playin with the money, playin with the money
Havin money nigga, I ain't havin paper problems
Playin with the money, playin with the money
I'm havin paper nigga, I ain't havin paper problems
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If you need some work fool nigga I'll front ya
If you need some work fool nigga I'll front ya