Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Shooter"
(feat. Young Scooter, Yung Fresh)

"Shooter"
(feat. Young Scooter, Yung Fresh)



It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
It's a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, fuck it, nigga let's shoot it out

Walk up from my spot, see I don't have a seat
I just been in, 5 shoot outs last week
He bought the run division, plus he moving in the kitchen
Nobody make a move nigga when Scooter handling bizness
Reaching in his pocket, Gucci slap him with the pistol

Get your bitch ass down nigga, motherfucking move nigga
Hood rich!

Break up to your sister, I'm a sunder in the runner
I don't give a damn about it, but I make niggas with the tunner
I got money in the jungle, tryina buy my kids Christmas
Me and Scooter ain't twins but we got twin choppers
I Waka Flocka Flame a nigga hit em with the yapa
I'm a street nigga, never be a partner to a copper

What the fuck going on nigga?
Who the fuck let these police ass nigga in?
I don't know
Fuck at the spot nigga

Snitching ass niggas got caught with a brick
Same day call my phone 4: 36
I can see with one eye open like Slick Rick
Fuck the police that's why I rep about them bricks

I ain't did it nigga, but these bricks get remix
When the choppa start spitting, nigga gonn get split
Nigga rob me in the car, while it was 1996
Ever since the day, them niggas trying me since

God damn bruh
Tell my nigga Rob here in '96
No, you get out boy
You did
You still gotta pay...

Nigga owed me a brick, that was 3 years ago
Seen him in the club, niggas shot him in the throat
Black amigo Scooter still rob me gold
And I still got a lot of shooters on the pay roll

Hold up Scooter
I got shooters
You got a shooters?
Aye man what?
Get it down by that fresh man, you're sitting by the counter?
I need 'em bruh
Yea, let 'em in
Aye, open the door nigga

I need 50 of them pretty mills, this nigga at the store
He waiting right now, Gucci is it a go?
I hope it is, cause if it is, my shooters, they on go
Shooter on the Scooter, brain them both
He runnin right right now, she just came from way up the road
10 millimeter with 30 shots, make your fuckin head explode

I got a traphouse mansion with some hard wood floors
Can't come in, I got burglar bar doors
Trap going crazy, but I got it under control
I just bust them open, fix em up and move them out the door
Who this nigga in this Buick, man get Scooter on the phone
I'm like a NBA coach, cause I keep shooters at my home
All I know I never seen his face in my life
Street smart so I know this nigga ain't right
Pull up at my spot, country car hit your lights
Before you hit the door, you get robbed on sight

It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
It's a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, fuck it, nigga let's shoot it out

It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
It's a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, fuck it, nigga let's shoot it out

 

[fox69]

"Shout Out To My Set"
(feat. Wooh Da Kid)

"Shout Out To My Set"
(feat. Wooh Da Kid)



[Chorus:]
Shout Out To My Set. Shout To My Set. Shout Out My Connect. Shout Out My Connect. Shout Out To My Check. Shout To My Check. Shout Out My Wrist & Neck. Shout Out My Wrist & Neck. Im A Man of Respect. Man of Respect. And Imma Nigga With A Check. Nigga With A Check. Imma Man of Respect. Man of Respect. A Nigga with A Check. Nigga With A Check.

[Wooh Da Kidd:]
Shout Out To Your Main Bitch. Shout To Her Neck. It's Cold Outside I Aint Got Time To Play So Please Dont Get Wet. Its Just me With My Young Boy At Your Front Door With The Teck. Aint Shit For Free. That's It For Me I Demand A Check. Shout Out To My Weed Man, I Call Him The Geek Squad. I Smoke Too Much, I Just Lost My Thoughts, I'm Feelin like A Retard. Got 2 Best Freaks Plus Me Riding In That 2 Seater. They Face To Face. Im By Myself But They Huggin Like A Wife Beater. Shout Out To My OG For Him Im Puttin In Work. Shout To Them Real Killa's Thats Puttin In That Twerk. Wooh Da Kidd A Real Nigga. Shout Out To My Set. Shout Out To My Bruler For My Wrist And Neck. Yes.

[Chorus]

[Gucci:]
Shout Out To My Accountin, My Attorneys and My Manager. And Shout Out To My 26's Dat Sittin Up Under My Challenger. Imma Professional. Your An Amateur. Your An Artist. Im An Animal. I Eat Rubbers. Im Hannibal. Not Canibal. Im A Carnivore. Im A Dinosaur. Your A Herbivore. I Use Verbs Up Verbs You Aint Never Heard Before. Faith Trapper Never Sold Birds Before. Probably Never Even Use Dirty Words Before. But Not Me. Cant Stop Me. Aint No Hood Nigga Gonna Stop Me. Im Focus. Just Watch Me. I Send Out Shout Out To My Posy. I Send A Shout Out To My A-R. My Tek-9 And My AK. I Dont Play. Not A Day. Not A Way Im Gucci. Salute Me Or Shoot Me. Make Next Move Your Best Me. Every Move Around Me Is A Chest Move. Real Goon's Dont Aim For The Chest Fool. It's Gucci!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Show A Young Nigga"

"Show A Young Nigga"


[Hook x2:]
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas
That's 100 young niggas getting money
Well come hang with my young niggas, OG's ain't why I'm here

[Verse:]
Jackpot, trap spot, crack rock, dues pot
Too hot, 2Pac, rob you wit yo own Glock
Blue watch, blue draw, with no top I'm so hot
All my shows sold out, my bitch got her toes out
Ten stripper seven now the team got so many shots
A nigga got a lock, I need to send a bitch a green dot
She feeling like a codeine fiend when the lean hot
All my lean jacket pine, buy or bring that clean out
I got big old diamond rings, man they look just like wedding rings
Hold another up, you's a runnerup trap king
A bird brain nigga go for anything, anything
Air heads, butterfly, ice cream, ice cream
But you can't throw piss on me, say it's lemonade
And you ain't fooling, I know that chain Fugazzi
I'm being under you so call me it's yo lucky day
I'm sucka free, don't need no suckas round me anyway
It's Guwop!

[Hook x2:]
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas
That's 100 young niggas getting money
Well come hang with my young niggas, OG's ain't why I'm here

[Verse:]
My mother sold dope, grandma yay
My favorite uncle go and he still smoke yay
I sold my uncle dope to dub on his chick date
I know it's wrong, I pun this ID like the next J
I'm smoking weed, I'm tryna forget a couple court dates
Gorilla out of jail turned into a cupcake
Put a word out, a nigga get his cake baked
I told my niggas run a G on yo ante
Gucci got a lot of G's on me VVV
It's 2013, I'm still so icy
I heard tippin G's say that they don't like me
Red bottom Gucci nigga do it just like dyke

[Hook x2:]
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas
That's 100 young niggas getting money
Well come hang with my young niggas, OG's ain't why I'm here

[Verse:]
If you think leather ain't gold
Like aces and Rollies
It's not a diss but take my Gucci clothes off and I'm Gucci still
I can't stop hustling still my mom live where Oprah live
I used to drive by and wish I live like Holyfield
And fuck Dr. Phil, is he bringing up the besil
They say I'm bipolar but my diamonds they sure live
Your favorite rapper pussy and his shooter's bisexual
If you can't count I'm nearly 100, don't say you want my living bro
Then call me trap god, I'm a man, a god
I was still a trap god at the traveller's lodge
At the gofe nice in all the icano large
I cut my diamonds like jumbo now, labels dope so hard

[Hook x2:]
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
Show a little young nigga some, I can show little young nigga some
I can fund a young nigga, got 100 young niggas
That's 100 young niggas getting money
Well come hang with my young niggas, OG's ain't why I'm here

 

[fox69]

"Slumber Party"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)

"Slumber Party"
(feat. Nicki Minaj)



[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Banana boat full of blow,
Banana clip to cut ya throat,
Banana dro come pack a smoke,
Banana diamonds yellow gold,
Heavy snow that berry blow,
That cherry coke got stupid dough,
Plenty mo you think I booked a
Hundred, shows I'm selling dope.
I'm into wishin rolling cushion
Sippin lean and burnin piff, you
Gotta piff? I gotta pint you
Took a shot I took a sip. I plead
The 5th ain't saying shit go get
My lawyer get him quick spent 80
Grand to beat a case I whipped it
Like my purple whip. I caught a
Hit like sosa did them killas
Blast ya house ya monkey, I got
So much jewelry on me still you
Can't take nothing from me. hook
It up I cook it up and get some
Head while rolling blunts. water
Paint, water stain I'm lookin
Down she lookin up. beamer truck
I rim it up spent 80 thou (400
Stones), she suck a dick while
Rollin blunt she keep the boss
Man bustin nuts. I get it off she
Get it up me and her both can't
Get enough me in the go I'm in
The go so tryna beat that pussy up.

[Chorus:]
Welcome to my private party more hoes than a
Bachelor party
Smokin, drankin, freakin, shit can turn into a
Slumber party
You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my
Number shawty
When you feelin freaky mama we can have a
Slumber party
(A slumber party mama have a slumber party)
(You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my
Number shawty)
(When you feelin freaky mama we can have a
Slumber party)
(We can have a slumber party) [x2]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Her negligees are burberry
Her lingerie came very straight
Her oral sex is very wet, my sex so great she
Gainin weight
I cook a cake she cook a steak, we three astates
You section 8
Stay out her face she hardly date she f**kin
Gucci shawty DAMN
Everdays a ballin day just yesterday we bought a
Lake tomorrow
Bought us 2 camaros our way down the 68. we
Trappin fast with
Stupid cash so rap on with yo stupid as it's
Gucci Mane no stupid ass I keep on making
Stupid cash

[Chorus:]
Welcome to my private party more hoes than a
Bachelor party
Smokin, drankin, freakin, shit can turn into a
Slumber party
You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my
Number shawty
When you feelin freaky mama we can have a
Slumber party
(A slumber party mama have a slumber party)
(You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my
Number shawty)
(When you feelin freaky mama we can have a
Slumber party)
(We can have a slumber party) [x2]

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Got that super soaker pussy pop like cola coka plus it's tighter than a choka
Got em smilin like the joka got that na-na-na-na-na-na-na lil mama ain't
On my linin when yo momma sleepin you can call me and get all up in it
Bank rolls gimmie all them pretty furs cause my pussy game cold when he hit it
He say bur he say bur bur bur bur bur I'm a I'm a marry her and he pull late with dat
Pur like he strumgin his guitar that's me I am minaj I am ni ni nicki minaj and if you want a
Menage keep a couple pretty boards look head game busy busy make a nigga dizzy dizzy
Bitch I'm at that slumber party sippin on that frizzy chrissy

 

[fox69]

"So Hoody"

"So Hoody"


[Intro:]
Zaytoven
Guwop

[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:]
Gucci in this bitch man I'm right back ballin'
Gold grill shawty but I'm not from New Orleans
I need a new iPhone these hoes keep calling
Call me midnight black cause I keep a Glock 40
Midnight came three times still she ain't [?]
How you 'gon hold me down you can't even hold water
Smokin' more weed than the nigga Quincy Carter
Rollin' up trees like my nigga Bob Marley
Forgiatto's on the coupe like a baby start crawling
Got a baby young nigga with a baby hand chopper
Catch rabies if I sent my fuckin' goon dogs on ya
You's a fake-ass Moon Pie eatin' ass nigga
I'm a real chef fish scale soup cookin' nigga
Call 911 cause my neck gettin' sicker
See my old girl and she said my dick got bigger
Said she can't get with me cause her ass too little

[Hook - Gucci Mane:]
Ball so hard I can't get up
Went to sleep late been drankin' that 'tuss
Smokin' on kush, hit a lot of puss
And homeboy still a bitch nigga my book
Gucci good looking
What you got cooking? (dope)
Cooking up a deuce and it smell so good
Can it feed the hood?
Got a whole bag of goodies
Gucci Mane Laflare nigga I'm so hoody
I'm so hoody, I'm so hoody
Me and Zaytoven man we so hood
I'm so hoody, I'm so hoody
Camouflage pant with the camouflage hoody

[Verse 2 - Gucci Mane:]
Baby how you get all that in them jeans?
Yeah how you get all the cash in them jeans?
I ain't talkin' ass man I'm talkin' 'bout green
Dirty Sun Valley nigga but my watch so clean
Gucci cooler than some jewels but his goons real mean!
Spent two-hundred-thousand for just one ring though
AK with a jagged edge on it like [?]
If granny was still living one mil to play bingo!
Nine bricks in that bag I'm a shoot you like Rico
Your man went broke man he just like T.O
Got my top let up like a hat on Neyo
I'm a fuck the bitch, I ain't gotta call Cleo
You know I rock with Rich the Kid man that's Pee Wee folk
And if I ever go broke I can borrow Z.T. dough! (Zae)

[Hook - Gucci Mane:]
Ball so hard I can't get up
Went to sleep late been drankin' that 'tuss
Smoking on kush, hit a lot of puss
And homeboy still a bitch nigga my book
Gucci good looking
What you got cooking? (dope)
Cooking up a deuce and it smell so good
Can it feed the hood?
Got a whole bag of goodies
Gucci Mane Laflare nigga I'm so hoody
I'm so hoody, I'm so hoody
Me and Zaytoven man we so hood
I'm so hoody, I'm so hoody
Camouflage pant with the camouflage hoody (Wop)

 

[fox69]

"So Many Things"
(with Waka Flocka Flame)

"So Many Things"
(with Waka Flocka Flame)



[Verse 1 - Waka Flocka Flame]
She don't want liquor, she just want wine
She just my kind: long hair, fat behind
They say we're intertwined, we belong together
In the club throwing money up, changing weather
G's on my sweater, all I get is cheddar
Money go-getters: Waka Flocka and 2 Timez
Gucci - sup, I said to the Haitians
Waddup Luchi. Free my nigga Zoe
40K for a show. Practice what I preach
Shawty Mane that's all I know
Triple cup styrofoam's got me walking slow
I'm smoking on reefer, me Gucci and Wiz Khalifa

[Hook - Gucci Mane]
Smoking on reefer, make a bitch out
And leave her. Comment trough a speaker
Grind in my 2-seater
Cause I got a fleet-a
Send em work like it ain't a leak-a
I practice what I preach-a
If you ain't got a game, I could teach ya

[Verse 2 - Gucci Mane]
I got a murder charge now for the tracks I murdered
Like a nigga turned around, I'm going back to work
Got a smirk on my face cause I smoke the purp
Gucci boy, now they doing a search
And I ain't been lame, but tame your dame
Cause you should be ashamed how she's off the chain
I'm insane in the brain like Saddam Hussain
I got a brink of extra change of this extra 'caine
It's crazy, Dwayne just counting strange
Me and Waka Flocka Flame on a private plane
With 2 bad ass bitches, bout to run a train
Like an organ donor, baby loan the brain

[Hook - Gucci Mane]
Smoking on reefer, make a bitch out
And leave her. [?] speaker
Grind in my 2-seater
Cause I got a fleet-a
Send em work like it ain't a leak-a
I practice what I preach-a
If you ain't got a game, I could teach ya

 

[fox69]

"So Much Money"
(feat. Chief Keef)

"So Much Money"
(feat. Chief Keef)



[Intro: Gucci Mane]
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I just wanna ball out with money
And I ain't tryna fall out with money

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I've got so much money on me
I've got so much money on me
I've got so much money on me
I've got so much money on me
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I get so much money
I'm standin' here with so much money

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got model money, show money, plus I'm gettin' that dope money
I might get your ho money, yeah, if she a snow bunny
Grow house 'dro money, nick/dime slow money
Glock 9, kick doors, bitch, I need some more money
I ain't that old, but my bank roll keep a fleet of young hoes
Smokin' on the big 'dro, they cook dope
Gucci cut dope, used to stay next door to his kinfolk
Limousine tint, bitch, pourin' up your rent money
Pour it up 'til it turn purp', 50 Cent money
All my goons, yeah they on alert, get ya murked money
I'm in Dallas livin' fuckin' lavish, I got Dirk money (swish!)
Caesar's Palace, yeah I let 'em have it, I got work, pocket
Homie ain't got a cent to his name, he ain't got money
He a lame, ain't no one to blame, got cocaine money
Gucci, I got white money, brown money, green money
Nigga, you a lame, just blind, never seen money

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
That bitch ask what time it is – it's 10: 17
I keep big Ben Frank bankrolls... in my Robin's jeans
You've got 30 fucking problems if you think 'bout robbing me
I got get-a-nigga-whacked money, and they'll go overseas
Cops pull me over in daylight, jeez...
'Cause I've got so much money on me
And I've got a QP with me
That's why I've got so much bond money on me
And I've got this nina with me
With this dirty clip, hope it don't jam on me
But you'd better pray for your life, bruh
When you're runnin' from me
Bimmer cost a hundred some Gs
Plus still got Ferrari money on me
And I feel like T-U-P-A-C, K All eyes on me
CEO of GBE – G-L-O-G-A-N-G
I'm a lean over all day every day
I've got so much cake on me
I smoke so much Stunner
And I count so much money
I never pick a ho with my money
I'm gettin' money, way to go, my money...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
So much molly... I done took so much molly...
I can't even feel my body...
So much molly I can't feel my body...
This party 'bout to turn into an orgy
See... in here, it's just one me
I'm leanin', drank so much Codeine
Promethazine, think I'm 'bout to OD
I think I need to smoke some weed 'cause I'm really geekin'
It's Tuesday, I'm freakin', but we listenin' to The Weeknd
I'm tryna mix this Vietnamese with this Puerto Rican
This fine Cali bitch'll let me sneak this Georgia peach in
"Good grief, I can't breathe, can we take a break?"
She'll suck your dick through your briefs, eat beef like a steak
She put my dick on a plate, then she said her grace
She said that money make her cum, she love the way I'm paid

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Sometimes"
(feat. Future)

"Sometimes"
(feat. Future)



[Gucci]
I know God can't be mad at me
Because all the blessing he gave me!
Riding around with my top down I’m looking up at the galaxy (stars)
A lot of girls can’t stand me, They don’t really understand me
Can’t get half of my Phantom, Can’t get half of my mansion
Lost my homie to gunfire, Nigga part of my empire
Ever since that day I’ve been arriving late like a vampire
People say I’m a addict, got a lot of bad habits (true)
I love smoking that broccoli, & i love stacking that cabbage
Shout out to my jeweler, Damn he's such a good jeweler
Shout out to my shooter, Damn he’s such a good shooter
Every car that I ride, Clean from bumper to bumper
Every time that I slide, Throw my top in the dumpster
I’m OG, yous a youngster, Got more guns then contra
More chains then Buster, & More hoes then Usher
It’s Gucci Mane & Drama, So that means more commas
I’m hands on like a laptop, Get your cap popped this summer (Gucci)

Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, Might do a drive-by
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I be in the hood
& I’m feeling bad, Might do a drive-by

[Future]
Future got it bad, I’m a drug addict
Woke up seen a UFO, I’m a street fanatic
Money out the roof, I had it in the attic
Flyest nigga on the Earth, Astronaut status
Astronomical I’m phenomenal
Money doing flips, I’m talking summersaults
I catch you before summer, Aggravated assault
Winter time niggas come out with 20 dimes
Feel like I’m on a shroom, All this money in this room
Friday night lights, Chain still swinging
I’m a rock star, & I’m gang banging
Skulls everywhere, Spikes everywhere
Bloodhound for that money, Catch me anywhere
I went to space & left some niggas
I don’t fucking care
I should have went to Yale, The way I move a bail
Death before dishonor, I’ll never tell

Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, Might do a drive-by
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I be in the hood
& I’m feeling bad, Might do a drive-by

 

[fox69]

"Spanish Plug"

"Spanish Plug"


When I see my plug this how I talk to em
And when I serve my folks this how I talk to em
When I'm with my dawgs this how I talk to em
It's gucci mane la flar I'm finna talk to em

My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars
Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo
Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio I'm ese my friende you speak real good engles
600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no pussy
Ronas and kushi kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico
There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana
My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a nigga to a stingin lobsta, now a nigga owe him a million dollars,
Got me making 10 g's an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don't know the nigga then serve the dummy,
Serve the junkies then ride ashantis

[Hook]

What's the bombaglats my trap-spot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls,
Jamaican mobsters, I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly
Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can't dodge the red dot, smoking the lala,
Can't get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me ice-uh,
Step up your neckpiece, I like your wife-uh, I pack a rifle, I love me life-uh,
Put up your hands before, I put up my rifle.

[Hook]

What's up nigga wut it do, I'm good my nigga how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken
What it move? Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain't 22's, still keep coke in inner tubes,
Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue,
Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it's you know who,
It's nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick I can screw, paint change
And my diamonds too, trap nigga watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you,
If you a stubborn artist I'm signing you, I'm still the same nigga that be shining too,
Trap nigga, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you,
If you a stubborn artist I'm signing you, I'm still the black nigga that be shining too bitch.

 

[fox69]

"Speed Bumps"

"Speed Bumps"


[Intro - Gucci Mane:]
(Mike Will Made It)
BURR!
It's Gucci!
Mike Will
BURR!

[Hook:]
I'm in the kitchen cooking babies in my long johns
3 Swishers put together, that's a long one
I got a Bankhead bitch
That bitch from Zone 1
I said the trappin' gonna catch up in the long run
I'm in the kitchen tryna make it do the long jump
Big knots in my jeans, look like speed bumps
Look like speed bumps, look like speed bumps
Big knots in my jeans, look like speed bumps

[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:]
I swear I seen it
You never seen it
I really seen it
1017 and what’s the meanin'
Y'all really mean it
The cleaners
Blocks in your tires and you can't peek the meters
When I scream it
I really mean it, won't see the evening
Man, I'm freezing
So fuck the cold, and I got the sneezies
There for seasons
These stripper hoes will suck me till I'm sleepin'
Leaving Magic, I'm drunk as fuck, so you know we weavin'
Ain't no secret
You niggas know that I don't fuck with Jeezy
It was tragic, wars everywhere, they say the boy was bleeding
It was easy
I eat yo crew up like some Reese's Pieces
This is street shit
So once you say this shit you can't delete it
Twice a week, bitch
My plug would pull up, and drop me off the pieces

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Gucci Mane:]
I bought all of the sessions, ain't no sessions left
A 150 bottles, but I'm by myself
I'm fresh as hell
Pocket full of dollar bills
On the real, I buy the deal
I push weight like I'm in the gym
You better chill
Before I kidnap and ransom one of your relatives
And when that pistol in your face
You have no choice, you better kill
None of y'all niggas got better dope
None of y'all niggas got better pills
Y'all don't know about popping seals
[?] re-rocking squares
It's Gucci Man and Mike Will
So you chillin' with a bunch of players
Say that you a gangsta bitch
But came in with a bunch of squares
Louboutin's with pony hair
Imagine with money belt
[?]
All wasted standing on furniture

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