Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Pocket Watcher (Skit)"

"Pocket Watcher (Skit)"


I can’t hang with no broke nigga, broke nigga, broke nigga
I can’t run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You’s a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher

This Guwop, and I got them guns like super contra
Show me respect nephew, cause I’m still your uncle
Playing 50,000 dollars of chalk and double talk ya
My dope is Janet Jackson dancing, you Titanic, I sank ya
I’m a San Valley trap school professor and I flunk ya
I was a youngster, cocaine [?]
She be having nightmares, I’m a full grown monster
I’m a one man band, Gucci Mane, Stevie Wonder
Ice cream land, AKA zone 6 jungle
Put on your dark swag suit, open your mouth let me see your tonsils
Take two of these capsules, only take call me when you want some

I can’t hang with no broke nigga, broke nigga, broke nigga
I can’t run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You’s a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher

 

[fox69]

"Point In My Life"

"Point In My Life"


First thang first, baby girl let's get acquainted
My name Gucci Mane, baby tell me what you dranking
That boy is a lame, he don't got no super game
My name Gucci Mane and baby girl that's just a name
Tell me who you came with and the reason that you came
You don't need to be here girl you should be ashamed
Baby let me help you, I'll be your shelter in the rain
Let me be your doctor tell me where you feeling pain
I can be your pill baby, I can keep you sane
And I can be your whiplers, I can whip you off the chain
I know you heard bout Guwop, and my boys we off the chain
I'm the boss who spilling sauce
Cause Gucci don't know how to sang

[Hook:]
I'm in this point of my life, important point of my life
I'm in this part of my life, that I don't really have time
Come at this point of my life, girl would you set me aside
I'm at the point of my life, I'm having sex with your mind

To all the hustlers world wide and from coast to coast
Put your glasses in the air, and propose a toast
Grab the pretty girl that you love the most
Ladies grab your boyfriend, baby hold him close
I got a girl from the island and that she love me more
Got another girl and she love my boat
Got another girl love to sell my dope
Got another girl love to buy me clothes
But they ain't you bae, naw that ain't you babe
It's just someone I can do it then do you babe
See it ain't you babe, it's me and you babe
And there ain't nothing else I can do but be with you, babe

[Hook:]
I'm in this point of my life, important point of my life
I'm in this part of my life, that I don't really have time
Come at this point of my life, girl would you set me aside
I'm at the point of my life, I'm having sex with your mind

 

[fox69]

"Polluted"

"Polluted"


They say a cat got nine lives, but a young nigga got one of em'
Little girl just killed herself cause little kids make fun of her
My homeboy was getting money his plug used to sell a ton on him
Some of the niggas used to run with me be the same niggas you run from
Some of these niggas still richer than me
Some of these niggas got bigger than me
Some of these niggas [?]
What a better position for a nigga to be
Some of these niggas still down with me
Some can't even come around to see
Some of these niggas be doubting me
When they know they should be crowning me
Real street nigga, real Kingpin nigga
Got two, three, four, five families
So much dope in the city feel like i ain't give a nigga like a gram a piece
Name a [?] that'l grind for free
The apple don't fall far from the tree
What's a stripper bitch to a nigga like me
When a half a brick nigga will whip it up free

[Hook:]
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If I pull that pistol out my nigga i'm a shoot it
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If you pull that pistol out my nigga you better use it
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If I pull that pistol out my nigga i'm a shoot it
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If you pull that pistol out my nigga you better use it

My hood polluted, my hood confusing
My young niggas ridin' round with [?] AK's, AR's and Uzi's
Ain't no pick and choosing
You know how we do it
We pull up four deep in a highbar shoot everything that's moving
Last night we got into it
Pussy ass nigga shot up my Buick
Broke in my house and you stole my music
Now you dealing with embalming fluid
Sorry to tell you you're man's not moving
Chopped off his head now his forehead's moving
Ten out of ten bitch your boy ain't snoozing
Got a Mac 10 and I just might use it
Time after time gotta show these niggas
That the Gucci Mane just don't make good music
Talkin' all out what point you proving
Why you getting mad cause your girlfriend choosing
I be constantly crossing [?]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pour Some More"

"Pour Some More"


[Hook: x2]
The bitches on the stage I'm a keep tipping
The pints on deck I'm a keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seal and pour a four up
Kill that cup and pour some more

[Verse 1:]
I'm rocking retros with the cargos
I sell so many bricks, I need a barcode
All the vatos in the hood they call me Pablo
Cause I can cook a half a kilo with my eyes closed
I'm in a Lambo' Murcielago
But what's ironic to me is the fact I drive slow
I try to put my dick so deep it touched her tonsils
I'm just an OG in the hood just like your uncle
And I'm shittin' on these niggas like a portable potty
And a brand new Bugatti, mixin Sprite in narcotics
Young nigga super cocky and my verse is melodic
Crazy paint on the Bentley it look like it hypnotic

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Cooking dope and trust a tree, yeah I got the recipe
East Atlanta nigga so I never let you handle me
Hotter than a candle be, straight A, new Jeep Cherokee
My new girlfriend is blackanese, and I run with a bunch of thieves
Your baby momma send me in Lenox and tried to tackle me
I done got so famous, I can't even eat at Applebee's
I don't give a damn 'bout no nigga say he out rapping me
50 pints of drank in the trap, I want a stack a piece
Three naked hoes in the room, they want a stack a piece
It's twenty thousand just so my goons can sip some Ace with me
Two Ferraris parked at my house, who wanna race with me?
Pick a ticket, let's see who wins to have a date with me
It's Gucci

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pourin"
(feat. Peewee Longway & Jose Guapo)

"Pourin"
(feat. Peewee Longway & Jose Guapo)



[Hook x2:]
See, when it come to that drink, all we do is pourin'
Can't fuck with no bitch if that bitch is boring
I like a lick and that cost a fortune
And all my niggas kill, baby, no abortions

[Verse: Peewee Longway]
We got to boss out on these niggas tell 'em get far out
Smoke not pound, these niggas so outta bounce
I got a clip of bad, bitch gotta get on flight, it's wid it
I need hoes on the muscle erry night wid it
LPA, we don't play, got my line on the ATM
You a friend, then go credit pack, got steady M's
Longway, all the rest, yes, I know you see it
Might threw it on these lick boyz, only one would feel it
I'm on the mind a-hot, ghee, all I see is harmos
Plus I keep it on me talkin' and this talkin' Miley
Here we at, and dream bout paints, we can't wait to pour
Fowl fiendin', doin' a show, either way we tourin'

[Hook x2:]
See, when it come to that drink, all we do is pourin'
Can't fuck with no bitch if that bitch is boring
I like a lick and that cost a fortune
And all my niggas kill, baby, no abortions

[Verse: Jose Guapo]
I don't care where your line came, pocket deeper than a wishin' well
Pop might get wrist, I got yungins come in take the deal
We pourin' like a pile meal on Meek's deal, we pourin' on dirty money
We put a tip on yo loo, gotta have the dirty money
Still bit long way, you skeet so long, that bitch is Miley Cyrus
I guess you comin' with her, I got the same two Enzo Rarries
My plug go OG ende, when I hear Hill Bill shot, nigga I go
Whole cop go back to the 8-O
Turn the cop, bust a drive, no Toledo
Meanwhile, shit got real low-low
Young Lobato betta be holdin' 'em blows
You don't get to talk, the border chow too actionals
My whip is kinda orbit, foreign features is a full
No lip on that bitch, Peewee knowledge is kickin' this shit
And when it comes to that drink, we say welcome

[Hook x2:]
See, when it come to that drink, all we do is pourin'
Can't fuck with no bitch if that bitch is boring
I like a lick and that cost a fortune
And all my niggas kill, baby, no abortions

 

[fox69]

"Presidential"
(with PeeWee Longway)

"Presidential"
(with PeeWee Longway)



[Hook:]
Everything presidential
From my money
For the pounds in the rollin off the gap mansion
Look at the point of me
Presidential sweet foreign fruit toll me
Ye they foreign nigga
Coupe parked outside presidential shit
Er'thing presidential
From my money, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
To my rollie, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
I be getting money, er'thing
I'm the number 1 counterfeit
I'll be stuntin'

[Verse 1:]
Er'thing presidential
My digits on long distance
20 karats in my ear, I can't listen
They fold it and they packet it I forgot to mention
Round that up, round that up I want that bentley
Your trap bang bing if I ain't sizzle
That's what I do everything presidential
Cars, bitches I'm in through the benches
There's a spaceship right there
You can't see what's in it
This a nigga bitch face in my lap texting nutrition
Deep throat that hoe, scheming her dinner
Shout out my hussler, everything presidential

[Hook:]
Everything presidential
From my money
For the pounds in the rollin off the gap mansion
Look at the point of me
Presidential sweet foreign fruit toll me
Ye they foreign nigga
Coupe parked outside presidential shit
Er'thing presidential
From my money, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
To my rollie, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
I be getting money, er'thing
I'm the number 1 counterfeit
I'll be stuntin'

[Verse 2:]
Presidential lifestyle
Your whole clique stopped
Me and PeeWee banging 2 hoes at the wrist cards
You the type, don't know how the crate look
Clear shape like an apple
This ain't no mad bull
Either you 90 stay dope boys of America
Give me a scale, measure his digit up
All white men saying call a miracle
Get 'em dance off that you think it's a miracle
We ain't never sleep call them patient order
Throw that money up think they hold on my order
I'll never fall put that on my mother
You ain't a boss until you get them things a credit order

[Hook:]
Everything presidential
From my money
For the pounds in the rollin off the gap mansion
Look at the point of me
Presidential sweet foreign fruit toll me
Ye they foreign nigga
Coupe parked outside presidential shit
Er'thing presidential
From my money, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
To my rollie, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
I be getting money, er'thing
I'm the number 1 counterfeit
I'll be stuntin'

[Verse 3:]
Presidential flight all night to Pluto
Sign light speaking with the fork friko
Presidential sweet on with the county G hoe
Pipe the fly each the crescent we behind my work
Feature on the creature please the peeper custom features
The parlay ain't new to this
Presidential rollie, did it holy off the glock dimension
Lulu bridge they got me winning
Bench crush 4 in it, presidential arc tank
Turned up my account pay, let 'em in my own lane
Blowing cookie had the brain, dope spokesman of the game
MPA don't take it tame
Get it on on the plane
Presidential er'thing, presidential er'thing

[Hook:]
Everything presidential
From my money
For the pounds in the rollin off the gap mansion
Look at the point of me
Presidential sweet foreign fruit toll me
Ye they foreign nigga
Coupe parked outside presidential shit
Er'thing presidential
From my money, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
To my rollie, er'thing
Er'thing presidential
I be getting money, er'thing
I'm the number 1 counterfeit
I'll be stuntin'

 

[fox69]

"Pretty Bitches"
(feat. Wale)

"Pretty Bitches"
(feat. Wale)



[Intro]
["Listen to the track BITCH!" echoes]
Ay yeah girl... ay yeah [4X]
(Brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr) Gucci (brr-brr!)

[Chorus 2X: Gucci Mane]
The pretty bitches love me, them bitches love me [2X]
I think them bitches love that I'm a bottle popper [2X]

[Gucci Mane]
She caught up in my love triangle
I used to sell them things in triangles
And that was when I was in the eighth grade
Now I'm self made; and I'm high paid
Nigga you ain't even in my tax bracket
I'm pulling Gucci denim off the clothes racket
Gucci man, it's the Gucci crew
Brick Squad rappers, nigga who are you?
What it do nigga? What's poppin?
By them 30 next summer we droppin
We back again, yeah we back again
And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]
I pull up in that black and red Challenger
A com-pe-tition, where the challengers?!
I pull up in that 'Rari with them other ones
And thinkin 'bout it, I'm goin and gettin another one
Gucci Mane I run the land from Africa to Pakistan
Understand and overstand, Gucci Mane in Overland
What a fine ass yellow bonnnnnnnnnne
She got it goin on
Now I got so many chains on they don't know what's goin on
Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong
Find the number in my phone and don't know what be goin wronnnng
She had it goin on

[Chorus]

[Wale]
Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay
A-T-L they know my name, Magic City throw some change
Flyest nigga in this bitch, and I don't even own no chain
Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great
And that's why she been feelin me.. and y'all got that novocaine
Go for mine, that ball shit, forced to rock 'til I'm nauseous
Stuck up when, she sober when, she rollin got no conscience
She OD's on Louboutin, she work at that nudie bar
Told her do it for the money, get your camera nudin on
Green we can all burn, 'til I am the highest man
Y'all a bunch of pussies, why the fuck y'all near the lion's den?
Paper planes, pilotin, Wale so attirin
Wale nekkid beatin gals you'd think I know Esiason
Burrrr!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Product"

"Product"


[Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X]
Eight, for them O's and a dollar for them balls
Eight throwin stove and some water in a pot
Wait until it's cold then watch it harden on the spot
Straight out the do' and put that product on the block, nigga

[Verse 1]
I'm fin' to bounce back, up out this 20 flat
We got cook up, we got powder, nigga you want that?
I got a fish scale, I burn that white back
Don't need a glass man, I bring that blast back
Niggaz cain't wait 'til I hit the hood and cook it
If you wanna learn fuck nigga start lookin
I knock 'em out solid, shot in a circle
Sell a quarter brick then I cop a ounce of purple
Then the O's for..

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
We got eight for the O's and a dollar for them balls
Soon as I finish my ball might hit the mall
Got stacks on deck and they ten feet tall
(Oh you moochin ass niggaz?) Man y'all money too small
Pyrex check, baking soda check
Then you put that fish scale in that water next
Twelve by twelves, nigga hit your front steps
Serve e'ry fuckin fiend 'til there's nothin left

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]
I charge eight for the O's, seventeen for a thirty-six
Nine for a half, fifty-five for a quarter brick
Traphouse, crackhouse, slab a jacker back out
Nigga want some beef then I have to bring the Mack out
Drug deals; eight dollars for the X pill
Put a big bullet hole where you chest is
Never broke but I hope that the boat with the dope
don't sink just float as I sell plenty coke

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Pull Up On Ya"

"Pull Up On Ya"


[Verse 1:]
Niggas on the inside wishin for the outside
Peanut butter inside, candle red outside
Hit you with the 9, now you're inside outside
Pull up in that foreign, gotta leave yo bitch mouth wide
Nigga talkin shit, must don't know that I got mob ties
Run up on wall and you gon end up house tied
Catch me in the kitchen whippin chicken like hip-hop
Gotta love yo hoe clit so blame yo ass for some high five
Tell me something slicker man, you slide I'm a slick that
I'm a black guy, give me 5 on the black side
I'm a trap God, leave yo numbers by the black guy
He a live wire, I'm a shutdown his WiFi

[Hook: x2]
I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a pull up on ya
I'm a call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya
You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya
I'm a call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya

[Verse 2:]
Playin with Gucci Mane is just like playin with the lighter
Playin games with Gucci Mane is just like touchin fire
Got tattoos on my face, my legs, my arms but I'm not a biker
Got a 4-58 Ferrari, bitch I got the title
I'm from East Atlanta, Georgia yo man that shit just like The Wire
And you say you folks on 6 but my niggas you know you lyin
I'm a lover and a fighter and a motherfuckin striker
And they like keep comin round me and they know that I don't like em
If I spit that in his nigga face do you think that I'm tryin it?
If I tell this bitch she ain't my girl then why the fuck is she cryin?
You would think I'm at the grocery store to call the girls I'm buyin
You would know that I'm the plug cause all these fuckin niggas all supplyin

[Hook: x2]
I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a pull up on ya
I'm a call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya
You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya
I'm a call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya

 

[fox69]

"Pussy Wet"

"Pussy Wet"


[Bridge:]
Fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
You fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
Fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
You fancy bitch, you fancy (motherfuckin) bitch

[Hook:]
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet

[Verse 1:]
Don't wear no panties, she understand me, damn Shawty fancy
Pan is hit in the pantry, they took for ransom
Red bottoms, Shawty fancy, they look like candy
Woo Shawty look at you like the way you dancing
Marilyn said pussy wet and I want pussy rainin
Gucci said daddy love her, he went in game man
Marilyn and Gucci Mane here, we brought the plane did
Smoking that Mary Jane all the way through the cannabis

[Hook:]
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet

[Verse 2:]
She said how big is yo dick? I said how big is yo mouth
I said how wet do yo pussy get? That's all that I wanna know
Panties to the side, bitch I wanna see yo camel toe
Bitch I chose a side, bitch I'm tryna lick yo pussy so
Bitch yo pussy solid gold, it's solid gold
Bitch yo pussy solid gold, solid gold
All the toes and camel toes, ho that's all that you gotta show
All the toes and camel toes – that's what I see at all the shows

[Hook:]
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet

[Verse 3:]
Let that pussy freak bitch, let that pussy breathe bitch
Man I go with me a ho, she leave a nigga seasick
Suck it on yo knee bitch, let me fuck you free
I'm tryna fuck you til you bleed bitch
Fuck you til you leave bitch
Fuck you til you leave bitch
Fuck fuck you til you leave bitch
Give the bitch a napkin, I'm a fuck you til you sneeze bitch
I hope you wear yo real hair cause I'm a pull yo wig bitch
And when that pussy stupid wet like daddy make a nigga sleepy

[Hook:]
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet
Getting pussies wet, getting pussies wet wet wet

[Bridge: x2]
Fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
You fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
Fancy bitch, you fancy bitch
You fancy bitch, you fancy (motherfuckin) bitch