Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Servin"

"Servin"


[Verse 1:]
I use to trap on the corner but that was decades ago
I was high as a cloud and that was seconds ago
I had the game in the lock a couple records ago
And I ain't never trust nobody I would check in the door
And if you spend a living molding your necklace will glow
He see me textin the phone and I ain't choking the hoe
But he keep talkin bout a gangsta, he put fault in the hoe
I gave my dentist a 50 just for my trophies to show
I look like Pablo Escobar the way I'm holding the drow
I feel like Bunklin George, I got so many bills from the plug
I got a suite apartment in the part mit under the rug
And every drank in my frigerator filled up with mud

[Hook:]
I don't know bout nobody else but I don't servin
And as long as these bads come in I'm gonna circle
Niggas say they ain't getting money but I don't work it
I'm runnin with so much dough that I'm nervous
If the police tryina pull up on me I'm gonna swerve em
You ain't never seen so many guns on one person
Dump truck, 2 trucks came on one person
You need to switch up the shit you doin, just ain't working

[Verse 2:]
They got me feeling like me, no couple mill in the safe
But when snitched at the end, it was a slap in the face
I need a bitch like Keyshia, shout your mill of the day
And Puggy smoke, what the fuck G minor put some trust in the J
13 thousand dollars' worth of narcotics wrapped in some tape
I spent 130 thousand dollars just on my drapes
I got a coke model, supermodel feedin me grapes
And you can keep the money nigga cause your payment too late
And you ain't coming with me nigga, you tryina run in the way
You're just a spy telling lies, tryina look at our play
You call me country to my face, I hit your ass with this K
Tomahawk, chop your head off, home of the brave

[Hook:]
I don't know bout nobody else but I don't servin
And as long as these bads come in I'm gonna circle
Niggas say they ain't getting money but I don't work it
I'm runnin with so much dough that I'm nervous
If the police tryina pull up on me I'm gonna swerve em
You ain't never seen so many guns on one person
Dump truck, 2 trucks came on one person
You need to switch up the shit you doin, just ain't working

 

[fox69]

"Servin"

"Servin"



I think I had one too many blunts today
Too many bills, now I'm jump today
I drank a pint of lean so I wasted mane
I got the gangsta air nigga, you can taste it mine

I'm swerving, I'm swerving
All of my niggas be serving
Pull up to the curb, curb serving
Wutchu want?
Wutchu want nigga? We workin
I'm servin, I'm servin
Come through with my Bentley, I'm swerving
Hoes say I look better in person
Maybach, I'm a close the fuckin curtains

What's happenin, hah
It's Guwop, the legend
Ha!
Shout out to zone 6
It's Big Gucci ah
Dollars hittin so hard
You see me
I know you hear me
That strong in
I know you smell me
Ya'll niggas are fuck niggas
I know you tellin
And I don't need ya, cause I'm a felon

Touchdown in ya city, where the pass at?
"Where the pass at?" you make a nigga laugh black
Need a pass for yo nigga, you'll get blast at
You just a midgrade nigga like my last pack

I'm just a money making nigga, you can call ask out
You waitin on me to fall you to wait on yo income tax check
I got so much money I left em all with every damn fifty
And for the Panthers raise your arm up then you make a ball fist
They move my nigga so far away cause they said he was high risk
His folks can't even come down to see him barely can pay they damn rent
And now he frustrated, incarcerated, got us all tested
And they before tried to give me 40, I'm a jump the damn face

I'm chargin 39 hundred 'fore I got them bags in
8-50 you know I got that swag in
I got that Mexican weed, them bricks you know that trash shit
And all you gotta do is drive this shit to Athens
Brick Squad in this bitch, we known for takin
I got a couple more of them squares, they goin to Macon
I'm a stop by Savannah then Augusta
And I'm a multimillionaire but I'm from Custer

These niggas tryna hold me back
But a nigga can't never hold me back
Gucci Mane I'm a get up
And I'm a walk round, and I'm a get me a stack
Walk around with these thigh pads
Damn my nigga that my bad
That you broke some damn fast
Have the same chance that I had
You feel bad but I'm not sad
You could talk trash but I moved on
Three homes, ten phones
Tell me where did it go wrong
All the money that I have
A.k.a that's my stash
Nigga try to take my cash
Bet the nigga gon die fast
50 bands in the brand new pants
Take 5000 and I wipe my ass
Gucci Mane fear no man
I'm a tough guy like Conan
Mojo my right hand
And you nigga was our dope man
RIP to my dope man
I know he lookin down from Heaven

I'm chargin 39 hundred 'fore I got them bags in
8-50 you know I got that swag in
I got that Mexican weed, them bricks you know that trash shit
And all you gotta do is drive this shit to Athens
Brick Squad in this bitch, we known for takin
I got a couple more of them squares, they goin to Macon
I'm a stop by Savannah then Augusta
And I'm a multimillionaire but I'm from Custer

 

[fox69]

"Servin Lean"
(feat. PeeWee)

"Servin Lean"
(feat. PeeWee)



[Chorus:]
Rollin' round juugin P's I'm a rollin' pharmacist I'll serve you lean
I'm rollin' round juugin P's I'm a rollin' pharmacist I'll serve you lean

[Verse 1: PeeWee Longway]
I ain't neva seen a nigga like me where he at where he from I'd like to meet him
I'm a rolling stone cookin' with the rolly on 32 shots in my nina
I'm a rolling stone got my rolly pollie on fuck it not Kafima and Katrina
Shots of gas bags in the beamer
Pussy bald head like leukemia
Watch me set it off like Khadijah
Stuffing my cigar with the diesel
Pull up jump off with the Keisha
See you out dea' I need my money-fa
Puerto Rican don't need a visa
Dope white name Mona Lisa
Frank white head shot Tito
Longway not Carlito
Boot up off the molly I don't fuck with the easy hoes
Porsche 9-1-1 got it out the repo
Trap house naw bitch I'm trappin' rollin stizzle
Gas bags I got them bitches going for the lizzo
Fake shot glass and have them J's at the dizzo
I'm runnin them I'm a mob boss calling me Sunny
I'm connected with the pharm-ist got them pints by the hundreds
Whole lot of C notes rubberbandin' my hunnits
Still makin drug deals out the trunk of my Honda
Leanin of a double seal like I'm dumber than dumber
Rollin off a molly pill tryna fuck on your mama

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: PeeWee Longway]
I'm servin you Xanax to lean the neighborhood pharm-ist I'll serve you coedine
My bitch she servin up P's and buy different bags then go by Saline
She speak different languages but she Portuguese
She drop in the fishes then whip it up in grease
My trap house but her name on the lease
We might get married like Nas and Kelis
My bad I'm trippin' I'm back on my G
Mad black the forgies and SRT8 the jeep
Just got an endorsement from servin' the lean
Thanks to extortion I'm cleaning the streets
Double R Royces I roll them in fleets
My trap house stay rollin' I'm never off beat
I'm baggin up pounds to a new C Note beat
Trapper and rapper still strapped with them hammer
(I make the dope dance like I'm MC Hammer [x2])
Chopin' up pharmists I'm servin you the grammar
And lean I get it from over the counter
Chopin' up pharmists with cameras like Tony Montana
And choppas with clips like bananas

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Sex In Crazy Places"
(feat. Bobby Valentino, Nicki Minaj, Trina)

"Sex In Crazy Places"
(feat. Bobby Valentino, Nicki Minaj, Trina)



[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]
I wanna do you at cho momma house,on the couch,
Do you in the bathroom or the air-o-plane.
Do you on a balcony, in the taxi,
Cause I can't get enough of that thing
Say we can do it anywhere
(Crazy places)
I wanna freak you anywhere
(Crazy)
We can do it anywhere
Crazy places,
I wanna freak you anywhere
(Crazy)

[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo lets do it up in Disney in the magic kingdom
You can tug on my gissupes in my badgly mischka
I'm a b b b, I'm a bag of fun
I'm a pro with them balls like And 1
Now lets go, Mexico? thats where we next to go
Do it like his mama, make him eat his vegatables
Call me a stage mom, boy you best a blow
Or you can even call me wanda, cuz I'm red to go
You know I'm spoiled lil daddy, stomps the floor
We can do it in 5th ave in the department store
We can do it in tokyo we do it in taiwan
All my harajuku girls say I am they icon

[Chorus (Bobby Valentino)]

[Gucci Mane:]
Don't compare me to your ex mane,
baby he a local joker,
I'll take you to six flags
& drill you on the roller coaster
call your girlfriends over we can have a sleepover
buy yo ass a jeep, so I can fuck you in the range rover
Pictures of her nude, On a crusie We gone make the news,
sex scrait, sex tape, ready for a youtube
Damn it turn me on, when we do it in your mama home
Father long gone but gucci can be your daddy baby
I can fly you anywhere, We can sex and crazy places,
Airport,Train station, going up the escalator,
At the dome, on the 50, I'm gon throw it, you the center
When you hike it, I'm a spike it,
Girl dont act like u dont like it.

[Chorus (Bobby Valentino)]

[Trina:]
How bad you wanna do me, on a scale of 1 to 10
You like the way I bend now you askin where I been,
If I'm doing him, Now you starting that again,
I dont want to sex your friend, He dont got enough to lend,
plus he was doing Lynn, and she aint nothing like amazing
Her stuff run deep, and he don't have a occupation
I'm known across the nation, Trina's that chick
Bow leg, red bone, long hair, real thick
do me at my mama house, nah I don't think so
I go too much class but you can try to San Pedro
I need the biggest mansion, ocean back yard
with the newest Maybach, and inside a black card

[Chorus (Bobby Valentino)]

 

[fox69]

"Shake Dat (Remix)"
(feat. Red Cafe, Verse Simmonds)

"Shake Dat (Remix)"
(feat. Red Cafe, Verse Simmonds)



Nevermind all these other Bitches, baby you the best
I'm gon throw all this money till I ain't got nothin left
Take ya time with me baby I want all that I can get
All of this is yours, but I just got one request.

Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours
Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours

Me, you and ya friends, damn we goin in
Shawty, drop another bottle just in case tonight's the end
Take a hit of this we jumpin out the window
All that ass you gotta turn a priest into a nympho
And u bad as fuck, you bad as fuck
Stepped out lookin so glamorous uh huh
All these hoes lookin like fans of yours uh huh
Girl I'd have a party all over your body if you let me
Girl don't act like you don't know.
Do that shit that you been practicin at home all alone
You just downed a half of bottle of Patron' on your own
Oh you gone? Yea you gone
It's ok cause you grown take it low as it go.

Nevermind all these other Bitches, baby you the best
I'm gon throw all this money till I ain't got nothin left
Take ya time with me baby I want all that I can get
All of this is yours, but I just got one request.

Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours
Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours

Yea, shake it like you in Vegas
Shake it like you in Vegas
All these hoes don't shake like you so all these hoes your haters
We could take it to the basics
Champagne and fuck faces
I'm the dude that ever like I'm in the grip and then tape us
I'm a dog baby, hold up baby
Please give me your all baby
You ain't never been with a freak like me
I'm a soak up all that sauce baby
You true as shit, you my down girl
Ass round, this my town girl
I bet this Chanel bag will upside down your frown girl
Shake it like you wasn't well fed
Why would you go elsewhere?
I'm a keep it 100, fuck me good and you get medcare
Let me sample that bonbon, that gushy gushy bonbon
Scratch that, let me explode in that
Time bomb like...

Nevermind all these other Bitches, baby you the best
I'm gon throw all this money till I ain't got nothin left
Take ya time with me baby I want all that I can get
All of this is yours, but I just got one request.

Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours
Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours

If you keep that shit 100 when can make little 'bove 100
Thousand dollars baby, girl it's all good with the bigger country
I'm a big boy I don't play no games, girls I play with money
I got hoods lined on their pussies
Said I hit 'em when I wouldn't
Say she say she down demandin' why she all off in my sushi
She so sexy, she so fine
Just to meet her is a blessing
Have your motor where your trunk is, s'posed to be the stupid question
Is it real or is it fake, they do mine girl let me test ya
Pressure over bank row baby, dance it ain't no stress
You my dick standin' at attention like a fuckin' army bitch
Let me smash her half the night then she woke up and cooked me breakfast
I told her I wished I could stay but I gotta catch a flight to Texas

Nevermind all these other Bitches, baby you the best
I'm gon throw all this money till I ain't got nothin left
Take ya time with me baby I want all that I can get
All of this is yours, but I just got one request.

Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours
Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours

Don't it feel good to know you got fans?
Waitin' on you girl cause you bad
Something like the main attraction, yea, you the one, the one
Girl let's get a little personal, don't take it personal
But you a bad bitch, I just had to let you know
But I'm on it, goddamn
I want it but so bad
For tonight I thought that you likin' this
You be good whatever you like
Talkin' girl as we speak
Got the world at your feet
Got o school of Alabama
Every Monday you be back in Atlanta
You don't really party, that's the money involved
Other than that, you get turned back home
You don't ever be around girls, less drama
Do something that you faked up with your mama
Along with all that ass you get all this cash

Nevermind all these other Bitches, baby you the best
I'm gon throw all this money till I ain't got nothin left
Take ya time with me baby I want all that I can get
All of this is yours, but I just got one request.

Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours
Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
All of this is yours

 

[fox69]

"She A Soldier"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)

"She A Soldier"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)



Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier

15 K today, 30 K tomorrow, nigga
I live life on boats, ain't gonna spazz about nothing, nigga
Everything I say's a quote, I done took all for default
Got a dough bag in my throat, I'll try my best not to choke
We gonna take that fucking paper to the city
She won't tolerate fighting bitches, they just want chilly
I made a pledge to Mego to take on all my nephews and nieces
Then ran into my mego he turned to a fucking receiver
I'm receiving, you know I'm cricket like '
I'm a freak, I get them packing, take all the cold out they body
I know bitches, they gonna come and fuck you and take all your riches
I know mouth, Quan, man, Gucci spending nothing but digits, get it

Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier

Let's sip a round for a nigga, for this year
Cried a river without a tear, even avoid a couple kids
'I thought you would've left me, hold down on my dick
But you were still there to help you, you the chef that kept me fit
You see, I ain't scared to say it, there was nothing, just to play it
So I was shooting for the head and I ain't moving for no feds
Watching every move and know my whereabouts
Finally I make more, fake hoes don't care about
It's like four niggas try to share a house, it ain't gonna work, I make 'em tear it down
Get that eviction notice, grip the 40, might let them niggas have it
Scooter and Gucci, you know we causing havoc

Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I went careless bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier

Stand and salute like I told you to
Pistol in the purse like I showed you to
She got the brains and the body and the [?]
I give a shout out to these bitches 'cause they hopeless, too
Soldier, soldier, baby girl a soldier
Put over, Corola, she did what I told her
Don't give a damn if they sell her ass to Angola
My girlfriend thick, lips look like Crayola
Seven times paying bribes, call her she pay all
Cocaine, Coca Cola, curse them with them'
I'm 'with OJ in yeah we got them boulders
I call that bitch lieutenant 'because that bitch a soldier

Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I went careless bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier

 

[fox69]

"She Be Puttin' On"
(with Waka Flocka Flame, feat. Slim Dunkin)

"She Be Puttin' On"
(with Waka Flocka Flame, feat. Slim Dunkin)



She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing


My girl independent
Bitches all in her business

Pink on the back of her boyshorts
Bought everything she own
Love it when she smile and moan
Encore how she groan
Ask around the hood, she known
One of a type she can’t be cloned
“No hands” for her ringtone
“Hard in the paint” her theme song
That's my gutta chick
Man I love that bitch
The way she look and moan
When she taking it
And don’t mind McDonald’s
Ain’t no bougie bitch
When I wake up
Breakfast on the table,
One rolled up
Sprayed upon the table

Baby ‘po up
Drinking out of the “a” cup
Pass the syrup
I’m finna fuck this food up

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing


Now she’s stuntin', she’s going in,
These hoes can't tell her nothing

She came home in a trench coat
And under it was nothing

I'm so curious, it's serious,
My car so fast and furious

But she'll drive a man delirious
I hope all y'all hearing this

She's got swag of a top model

Curves like a coke bottle
She know I go full throttle
I’m walking with a slight wobble
Got choppas like I’m Big Papa
I’m Big Gucci, you a cock blocker
These True Religion not the knock off
My camera chain is an eye problem
Imma stunt stunt a bill on a half a mil’
Ice crem Gucci Mane, can I live?
Chick knows I got a rubber dick
You know what gone in 60 secs is?
A movie, I’m being me
Just cooling and my DVD
And my BVDs are so I-C-E
Y to the G-U-C-C-I

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing

She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'

She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing

 

[fox69]

"Shirt Off"
(feat. Frenchie And Whoo The Kid)

"Shirt Off"
(feat. Frenchie And Whoo The Kid)



[Chorus:]
I take mha shirt off n all dha hoes stop breathin [x3]
So Icy Entertainment
Got dammit I'm freezin
My shirt off (Burr) [x7]
My Shirt off (whoosh)[x7]

[Verse 1: Freachie]
F-r-e-a-c-h-I-e
I'm tatted up come find me
A hundred thou so icy
We we poppin bottles
Showin thug love
If you act up in the club
Then you knoe we throwin hollows
Wut it dew partna
Get to close I spark yha
Mha wrist inside the club is like a highlighted marker
On beats I'm a monster
So icy I sponser
This mary jane got on the war like nina parker
I'm bout to kall Wakka
Tell him bring dha choppa(blat)
Fuck Cee in the Dr
He'll be screamin like the opera
It's hot as hell I gotta take off mha shirt
Mha car my gurls love to wear skirts
Paint color look like dirt
No shirts in dhat 08' Vert.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Whoo Dha Kid]
Money doin sumphan to mha ego
More money I see I'm getting tatted like amigo (yea)
White girl say she kan sniff a brick a day
I tell her eat dha cake eat dha cake Anna Mae
Go Go Yhu betta clear the plate (yea)
She said I think I'm dead (why)
Kause I kant feel mha face (yea)
And she think she gettin dolla's 4rm dha kid
All she get is hard dick in she swallowin mha kids
I knoe dey feelin me kause I'm movin like a "G" move
N mha red in black skirt & her brand new prada matchin mha Evisu
No wife beater so I'm showin off mha sleeveless
Art so I'm a kall it goin wif the breezes

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:Gucci Mane]
6-1 deep
No shirt no top (go)
White chain bright lane
Vvs white rocks [blow]
I'm a work ov art mane
I'll crush yoor ice game
Thousand dolla's lite mane
Need to rob a dice game
Tatted like a white mane
Party like a rock band
Tha so icy bike game
Makin lames tuck chains
Got damn Gucci Mane
Yhu done did that shit again
Goin knee deep in the earth so that yhu kan have a chain
My body wrote on like an essay
But homie no Mexican
So icy entertainment
You kan write it on me mane
In the center of the stage wif no tank top (no no)
For dha block I'm showin every tattoo I got (yea)

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Shit Wouldn't Happen"

"Shit Wouldn't Happen"



First man out of jail man I bought me a bitch
Me a Keisha, smoking keisha cuz I’m handsome, she pretty
I got her lipstick all over me but stay on my business
Our killers playing hard, making love to a million
Let’s make up, our calley on, look down when I’m pissed
Shoat like fory watter, three gang from bitches
When you may spreagle mean mine, I swear to God I was pimping
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you ain’t sit them cowards to me, did that shit wouldn’t happen
That shit wouldn’t happen
That shit wouldn’t happen
You ain’t sit them cowards to me, did that shit wouldn’t happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
You ain’t sit them cowards to me, did that shit wouldn’t happen

Rapping really is my passion, I’m really in this trapping
I’m on real screen nigga and I don’t know how it happened
Always going baby Calley
Yeah I was gettin’ that pack
I had to set whenever beat that, I don’t nee4 no one to bag that
I had to be sheavy with the realest
I lie never plat
We go with the ice and bones and that was nah, nah
Maybe ninety, ninety seven, or just use behind
If you will get straight at niggas, you’ll die as no friend of mine
Got them your niggas with me
I keep the haters with me
I don’t make no move, unless I got the haters with me
Man they try come kill me
I feel just like fitty, I got fity up in my club
I wish a nigga tell me

Shout up the forty watter, malley watter, three different bitches
When you may sprinkle, you’re mine
I swear to God I will trap it

If you ain’t sit them cowards to me, did that shit wouldn’t happen
That shit wouldn’t happen
That shit wouldn’t happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you ain’t sit them cowards to me, did that shit wouldn’t happen

 

[fox69]

"Shittin' Onum"

"Shittin' Onum"


[Intro]
[sound of a fly buzzing around]
Hot damn! Hot, hot, stankin hot
A steerin wheel charm 'bout the size of a dinner plate

[Chorus]
Too many VVS, and when you see you got to say
("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!")
Is your lights on? (Yeah) Iced on (Yeah)
Diamonds on my chest my name right on my wrist my fist
it be like ("Gawwwwd damn!")
All the hoes sayin ("Sheeeeeeit!")
Then the niggaz be like diamonds on the chest thick
Wrist, arm, fist, man, Gucci Mane, LaFlare, he the shit

Gucci Mane in the party, bump whoa Kemosabe
So sick with the words think I need chemotherapy
No simpleton, but this beat, it's a sicken them
Gucci Mane the maestro but you should take a whiff of it
Halloween down to chain, hoes wanna trick or treat
Brother trick it off, 'fore I take yo' bitch out to eat
Buyin chain so foolish, girl I spent a hundred G's
I can trick my brightland then, and, get a hundred G's
Hundred G's ain't nothin to me, I need least two thousand ki's
Where are those two thousand pizzas it been dry out here a week
Laugh not for the kid dawg, twenty thousand for a fee
Ten cars, got a fleet, I done rolled and everything

[Chorus]

See the second verse better so get your air freshener
Wanna be like Gucci? Little buddy eat your vegetables
I'm on another level, I'm Gucci Boosay
Gucci boots were purchased 'fore they came out schedule
Thirty-five thou' just to come to your house
say happy birthday, ate cake and bounced out
Now Gucci is a drought, whereabout, not in this house
Pills pills powder traphouse like a drug sto'
Never too much, I'm the shit, like the commode
Toilet stool breath ass girl, you need to back up
Shawty so fine she need to slow it up, slow it up
Shawty showin legs but she still ain't seen enough

[Chorus]

Speedy, Gucci
The So Icey boys baby girl, see our diamond watches
All the girls are jockin cause they know, that my diamonds poppin
Floppin, flies around me, cause they know that Gucci's funky
Toppin, and bossin, and save the posses for the runnin
AK-47, is still, what's shakin for me
So Icey squad pussy nigga, we cross the country
See I'm the man, bland pussy nigga we the army
We made a plan, and, and, look we formed a company
So mad, told y'all that we gettin money
Every day they cocky, and dirty laundry
1500, just to clean my garbage
I'm Gucci Mane, LaFlare, I'm from the projects

[Chorus]

[Outro]
("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!")
[flies buzzing]
("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!")
[fades out]