Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Swole Pocket Shawty"

"Swole Pocket Shawty"


Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Album Time
Entrepreneur
Big Gucci

Yo boyfriend's a peon
He pull up and limp
Got a L
From a realm
Of free funds
I'm ridin' down east
Ponce de leon
Your album was trashcan
I roll weed on your album
I'm the first nigga in Atlanta
Put 6" on phantom
*swish* *swish*
Big Shot
Try to trade nose up
You done missed out
Big Guwop
*'wop* *'wop*
Bring the trap world
Back for hip hop
*now*now*
Done fooled y'all niggas
Y'all niggas ball small
I ball too loyal
*word*
Chicago royal
Cuz all my cars
Got bot beats on em
And bein in it
With paint on em
Its so good to hold my eat on it
I off a nigga from my office
Track ya ass like a tracklist
Grab ya ass like a chiropractor
Push yo neck and yo back and yo pelvis
I loan ya money with interest
Cuz you ain't in my best interest
I left the clique with injuries
Better pray there weren't no memories
I'm number one shoota
Come rent me
I get a nigga wet for a small fee
*whack em*
Smoke a nigga air like a half a p
Then pour me a big cup of coffee
And I'm feelin' like Master P '93
Tell 'er yo *bitch* bitch get off me

[Chorus x2:]
Swole Pocket Shawty
I don't wanna be your friend shawty
Tell that girl to come here darling
Go somewhere and have her own party
Now *Now*
You listen, I'm talking
Whatchu gonna do with your friends, shawty?
Got one seat, and more ten, shawty?
You gonna choose me or choose them, shawty

I got that Kobe Bryant Smith'n'Wesson
Shoot first I'm not askin' questions
You'd think this an ole Western
Cuz I got my secret weapon *pow*
Lose your life a split second
Top drop off then boot 'n neck it
Molly got me energetic
Sport fuckin for fifty minute
My, my, my
Like new addition
Voice em in like Mike Duda
I sprung a Benz watchin' tha Simpsons
On crib road I got cruel intentions
Hit El Manor took two capsules
In a fast chevelle with air condition
My can am faster then your grand am
I don't give a goddamn
Shorts so tight how you get in 'em
I'm the phantom of the opera
Never met Oprah
Still ain't find Hoffa
And you don't look hopeful
Spiked out loafers
Mixin' up sodas
Sprite so dark
That it look like doda
Tryin' ta see how many
Y'all fit in my roller
Picked her up in the car
She ain't never seen Rover
Niggas is crazy
My watches by polar
I turn off my music to listen to my motor

[Chorus x2]

*Getcha* *Getcha*

 

[fox69]

"Take It Easy"
(feat. Makonnen)

"Take It Easy"
(feat. Makonnen)



[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:]
Let’s go, did you know a killa stay right next door
Presto, Imma put a half one on his next four
A black nigga drive in a phantom, just pulled up to Saks though
My necklace shine so bright, they see my ice through tinted window
Drop a bean, you think that I just kidnapped Kimbo
They let me through the side door, cause I brought that extendo
GuWop and Young Thugga bitch the crowd going digital
Your girl just licked this molly out the paper like an nympho
Baby fine, I'm attracted to her physical
The way she suck me, make me wanna buy her furniture
I just might upgrade and put some diamonds in her pistol
And business in her name so I can cover up these intervals

[Pre-Hook - Gucci Mane:]
I pour some drank out for my dead homies
Cause I don’t drink liquor
All I drink is purple codeine
She thicker than a snicker
You know thats my tender roni
I make you stick yourself
Like Tony I’m the macaroni

[Hook x4 - Gucci Mane:]
Take it easy
You Jesus Pieces make her say I’m teasing

[Verse 2 - Makonnen:]
Like they can take a chill pill, my new deal worth like 10 mill
Young nigga I'm forreal, shouts out to that boy Mike Will
Want a [?] make it happen, god damn Makonnen be snackin'
Rappin' in that kitchen mutha fuck, super chef what happen
Macaroni with that Tony, young boy out to make the cash
Bitches talking shit I hit 'em with that pizza on they ass
Young timberland, goddammit what the hell you doin'
Hit Miami and I change the weather it start snowing

[Pre-Hook - Gucci Mane:]
I pour some drank out for my dead homies
Cause I don’t drink liquor
All I drink is purple codeine
She thicker than a snicker
You know thats my tender roni
I make you stick yourself
Like Tony I’m the macaroni

[Hook x2 - Gucci Mane:]
Take it easy
You Jesus Pieces make her say I’m teasing

 

[fox69]

"Take My Life"
(feat. Quavo)

"Take My Life"
(feat. Quavo)



[Hook x2: Quavo]
Try to take my life, try to take my life
Try to take my life, try to take my life
Can't do it
Try to take my life, try to take my life
Try to take my life, try to take my life
I ain't lose it

[Verse 1: Quavo]
These niggas want to take my life
These niggas trying to take my ice
Can't do it, I ain't losing
Don't get mad cause your bitch choosing
And I put her ass in the Jacuzzi
Drop top Audi me and her coolin'
Migo gang ain't nobody loosing
I got money stacked up to the ceiling
Motherfucker nigga fuck your feelings
Migo gang 1017 we winning
Nigga want to take my life

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
It was 1993 when I was jumped out the Porsche
When niggas was killing niggas just for wearing a pair of Jordans
Was a short little darkskin nigga but I was [?]
It was so hard I wished my momma [?]
When I first started selling dope I had no fucking choice
Used to be a corner boy now I drive a Rolls Royce
I got girls I got guap but I ain't your motherfucking boy
I serving dog food nigga like I'm feeding a fucking child
See me shining right now, got these diamonds on me now
Got a pistol on me now, you can't run up on me now
On my hood pride and joy, you gon' rob me nigga how
Fuck nigga try to hold me down but I keep smoking up on that loud
And I tote that gat around like you tote your hat around
And I'm the boss, before you talk to me I make them pet you down
Find your head in the lost and found fucking around with rounds
You the king what that make me if I take a nigga crown

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Tell Me Nothin"
(with Young Dolph)

"Tell Me Nothin"
(with Young Dolph)



[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing

[Verse 1:]
If you ain't worth a ticket I don't wanna talk
I keep a yalk on me that's that Memphis talk
I never take her home to my spot 'cause these bitches talk
They send a nigga to my crib you get Atlanta chop
No serenity for these bitches no love for these niggas
You lil and will pay all our bills but she love me nigga
Like a porn star how she fuck me
I ain't gonna lie I felt guilty, to know that's the mother of your children
Rollin up, pour me a cup, P we in and niggas don't like me
But guess what I don't give a fuck
I drink syrup till I get stuffed
On the phone with my plug talking big buck

[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing

[Verse 2:]
Broke niggas like it but that fighter bro
How you gon' tell me something you ain't got no money bro
And your stupid ass sleeping on my furniture
RIP but my pockets all be punisher
Tip gray woulda fuck it like a bunicher
What time is it who the fuck you callin country bro
I lost it all, got back out and ran my money y'all
It seem like yesterday without my my my first helmet y'all
Then walk up, pull out, back to back now back into a bus
Fuck a show, slam with piles on my 12 buses
These under gready or the recognition too busty
If you a boss then why the fuck you shoot dustin'

[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing

 

[fox69]

"Tell Me Nothing"
(feat. Young Scooter)

"Tell Me Nothing"
(feat. Young Scooter)



[Intro:]
Everything is precious
Make everything count
How my nigga Scooter say
Count up! Turn up!
Stand up
It's East Atlanta's finest nigga
It's Guwop, turn up
Let's go!
Guwop yea yea yeaaaa
Yea yea yea yea yeaaaaaa

[Verse 1:]
Took my car to the babysitter cause I drop my top off
Got babies, no babysitter
Hard nigga but I sell soft
Gucci Mane, I'm in the booth right now and me and Young Scooter bout to go off
And I smell like yo girlfriend mouth
I ain't even washed my dick off
Gucci Mane, I'm bout to life off
It's the real Gucci, no rip-offs
Don't get me mad, I get pissed off
And I just might bitch slap yo boss
You're not Chris Cross, you're not Rick Ross
I'm a mob boss on my clique boss
From the jailhouse to the penthouse
From the movin house to the roomin house

[Bridge:]
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Check me out, you better check me out
Because a nigga can't tell me nothing
Bitches can't tell me nothing
Broke bitch what you talkin bout?
Bitches can't tell me nothing
Bitch you don't know who you talkin bout

[Hook:]
Young Scooter & Gucci Mane, you can call me Goldmouth
Smoking all evening, sippin lean on those amounts
Bitch callin me for no reason
Wanna give me that slow mouth
Been there for that party,
Baby go and take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
I've been fienin for ya, baby gonna take them clothes off

[Verse 2:]
Baby take yo clothes off, she suck me til I doze out
Lambo with the doors off, bitch threw me her clothes all
Bricks with me, I get em all
Trappin house is trap I lost
Fienin for that pussy, you know Scooter wanna break you out
In my house I got a vault, I don't need no bank no more
All I want is free bands, you know I don't need no hoes
I could buy a nigga hoe
Make her go home with no clothes
OG kush, that's my cologne
By Julio, I'm going long
Brick Squad nigga, they putting on
Did a lot of plugs wrong
Ran off and threw the phone
Legal won't see me no more
Kitchen full of white girls and I know everybody want em
Really in the dope game, this rap shit is just promotin

[Hook:]
Young Scooter & Gucci Mane, you can call me Goldmouth
Smoking all evening, sippin lean on those amounts
Bitch callin me for no reason
Wanna give me that slow mouth
Been there for that party,
Baby go and take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
I've been fienin for ya, baby gonna take them clothes off

 

[fox69]

"Texas Margarita"
(feat. Young Dolph & Dr Phil)

"Texas Margarita"
(feat. Young Dolph & Dr Phil)



[Z.A.Y.:]
I'm in Austin
I'm fucking awesome
They wondering how much that cost em
So These hoes pop out
When I engross them
All yeah whatever

I use to fuck a bitch from Texas
Her daddy bought her a new Lexus
I use to fuck the bitch at her crib too
But I got too much respect for him to catch us

But she never let me drive that bitch whatever
I'm sporting that new Benz whatever
My niggas know I'm in whatever
I keep getting them spins whatever

Shout that nigga all style
Yeah nigga I'm on now
These bitches hitting my phone now
And I tell em shit you hit the wrong dial

Just drop a stack for the bezzle
Those rocks on that heavy metal
Jesus Christ I just got paid
And I ain't got nothing to do with the devil
My Moma told me play the game right
I you can always reach a new level
Well I'm on this shit
And I'm pac man
Like hansel and gretel

I Hit stage
Then I get payed
Don't fuck with these niggas
Like bitches got aids
And I'm too clean
Like I fucking y'all maids
I'm fresh to death
And the bed is my grave

Ohh

I'm swerving, I'm sipping, I'm leening
My bitch look like a new being
She fiening for dick and she teething
I killed her shit, and her ex Is still grieving

But She'll go wherever I go
Deep dish that shit Chicago
Raw dog that ass Chicago
I'm flexing, pockets on macho
The chips I spent our nachos
Zay.muy guapo
Got the pimp game
From my pops though
I hit her slot
Just like she hit the loto

It hit it, shu, flea her
I cut her, I cleaver
I Tila tequila
I ice her
I Skii her
These hoes wanna buz
These hoes wanna bee her
We kick it, we fila
With thirsty ass divas

Mix lime, some salt, and that ice
Mix it with lean, tequila, and sprite
Roll up a l, then roll up the dice
AVG shit, free my nigga mac shyst

[Gucci Mane:]
I'm spilling oil like an oil spill nigga
And my diamonds match my car wheels nigga
And I'm flipping like a cartwheel nigga
Bricksquad we a cartel nigga
(ayyyyy)
Fuck talking let the rubber bands get cha
Big dog I let a bunch of runts sick ya, sick ya
Got choppers on the wall like pictures
Put the pistol in ya mouth like dentures
Surveillance cameras at the spot motion sensors
Not just a boss, I'm motherfucking member
See I'm the owner and a motherfucking soldier
And tell your bitch I'll be gone in November
As a matter of fact I came home in September
Tell the truth, January , I remember
And plus my watch February, December
The big lion in the hood like' Simba
Plus I got nigga that dress in all black just like ninjas
With no nunchucks, nigga just extensions
Some of the best zip
Pimp C niggas like they come from Texas

[Hook:]
30 days flat, made a hundred off the reefer
Drinking on their Pimp C Texas Margarita
I only smoke the best
Don't give a fuck who got it cheaper
Drinking on that DJ Screw
Texas Margarita

Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
I put too much syrup in the bottle
Put me in a sleeper
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
Driving fast cars
Dranking Texas Margarita

[Young Dolph:]
Drank syrup till I'm dizzy
Ready to die I'm bumping Biggie
Pour 5-0s in one liter
Now my sprite filthy
Drinking on Texas maragrita
And the bitch with me she a molly eater
But I like the lil trick that she do with her tongue
So I got to keep her
Money call my phone, I pour up a cup
And then I gotta leave her
All my hoes stay mad at me
I keep em hot
Guess they got a fever
Looking at my rearview camera
Making sure its my two seater
Just missed a show and went to jail
For a cup of lean
Nigga fuck the people
I ain't tripping my nigga don't take no time to make no bun
Roll one up
Jumping up in the coupe
Pull up in the hood like uh
This Margarita straight mud
You can taste it
What's in that ginger ale
Activist what it's laced with

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Dr. Phil]
Codeine in my styrofoam
Dj Screw what I be on
My temper short but my money long
No girlscout only smoke strong
I call ya bitch when I want dome
Drop her off and get my juug on
I'm gettin money on three phones
Boost, Metro, and the iPhone
When I'm dirty nigga I'm ridin alone
Before I bend a corner put my blinker on
I'ma rape the city if I make it home
Buy an Aston Martin paint it all chrome
Give me one hour, have them Forgi's on
With a Spanish bitch [?]
Versace dress with no panties on
Red bottoms and [?]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Thank You"

"Thank You"


[Intro:]
Drum Squad and Gucci
Gucci Mane and Drumma
Bankrolls got dumber
Cause we ain't getting no younger
Comma after comma
Comma after comma
Comma after comma
It's Gucci Mane and Drumma

[Hook:]
Fell in love with bricks
Damn, I love my club
My girlfriend broke up with me
Cause she said she tired of them drugs
Hang around with thugs
Make a move with g's
I'm a stack my cheese
And I'm a sell my p's
Yeah, I'm from the A
A lot of B's and C's
That's Bloods and Crips
Can't forget GD's
Pause the track for a second
I just wanna say thank you
All this money I made
I don't wanna be ungrateful

[Verse 1:]
My earrings ten kilos
I'm going crazy like Cee-Lo
Stack a whole bunch of zeroes
But don't go tell my P.O
My dope got a vertical
It jump from the free-throw
My kush got a real loud smell
You could smell the shit from Rio
Count a hundred in serial
Peanut butter interior
My jewelry game on Frigidaire
My watch cold as Siberia
Gucci Mane, is you serious?
Hell yeah, I'm serious
Red watch with the red chain
My diamonds on they period
I'm thugged out and I'm plugged in
These other niggas is suspect
Don't know who let all these scrubs in
My top down but I'm upset
All hundreds, got no change
He wanna change the subject
Millionaire with a mansion
But I came up in the projects

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
All the money I made
I don't wanna be ungrateful
Shout out to my blood
I wanna tell him thank you
Thank you for them drugs
Thank you for them bails
Thank you for them bricks
Got to use my scale
Got to check my pack
Got to run up my sacks
Got ballplayer money, nigga, check my stats
That's a well-known fact
I'm a cook it up like this
Work my wrist like that
Got a old-school in this black
Rapper and trapper, wear two hats
I got dirty money like Diddy
Need to wash them stacks with Ajax
Call me Gucci Mane, it's my city
Close the curtains in my Maybach
Diamonds dancing with the stars
Got 'em glancing at the ice
Pockets fat as Kelly Price
And I love selling white
Gucci!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"That Pack"
(feat. Travis Porter)

"That Pack"
(feat. Travis Porter)



[Verse 1:]
My bank got bigger, the kid got richer
Multi-millionaire but I'm the same old nigga
Never find a nigga with a watch more sicker
Or rub a nigga spit this game mo slicker
That's yo tender after I hit er
Heard that she broke up with yo own Twitter
I never saw her get to a face turn bitter
Take pity off but I can't get with er
Use a band for a bed, use a brick for a pillow
Bag on yo head, best friend turned killa
Ridin in the foreign, steel wheel in the middle
Car check a Benz bet to reconsider
Diamonds on my wrist, I'm a hand it out the window
Presidential endo, smell it when the wind blow
4's on my Charger, I drive it like an Enzo
When bricks touch down I'll be dancing in the end zone
6 months gone, would've thought I would've been home
Keep the bottom with me like my last name Flintstone
Never do respect the street shit that I pimp on
Fully turnt up, now yo ass got a limp on
Slugs came in and they move it beneath to
Went up on the kid then yo ass is finite
Easy to me, shoot yo ass like a free throw
2 Glock 9's on the piko

[Hook:]
This pack ride up, strong as any time
DVA diamond cost a couple thou
Checker boy get hard Louie down
Always showin up when we be steppin out
It's tech higher, at it for a while
How much we spending on it? Over thou
We pull up in them foreigns, I'm smashing out
Then spend a grip in Philps, bitch I'm cashing out

[Verse 2:]
20 place, 20 days, 40K in diamonds
Shorty got her shades on, still see me shinin
Pat touched down, I'm a bust it down asap
Rocket ass rich so you know I gotta stay strapped
Always stand Louie bitch like at ho sales
Swerve around to the trap, tell em throw an O on the scale
I'm international
Old school Chevelle, I'm skatin now all national
You's the type a nigga love a bitch and take er to your place
I'm the type of nigga wake up in the morning 100K
Turn it up, Louie sneakers on it, you should see the lace
Those that cost a couple K, I just got this shit yesterday

[Hook: x2]
This pack ride up, strong as any time
DVA diamond cost a couple thou
Checker boy get hard Louie down
Always showin up when we be steppin out
It's tech higher, at it for a while
How much we spending on it? Over thou
We pull up in them foreigns, I'm smashing out
Then spend a grip in Philps, bitch I'm cashing out

 

[fox69]

"That's All"

"That's All"


[Chorus]
In the club tryin to find me a bad ass broad
Gave her five for the pussy then I took her to the mall
That's all babygirl thats all
18 for the whole nine five for the half
Came up in the hood sellin fifty dollar slabs
Thats all playboy thats all

[Verse]
When them bottles start poppin girls start jockin
The girl so fine that I took the chick shoppin
Dueces on the old school smokin on the dro fool
Know that its a hit, my voice done hit the tool
Gucci mane frank nitty got it like
That never seen a chick wit a body like that
Shawty actin feisty too damn sheisty
Get wit Gucci mane baby u be so icy
Can't lie baby girl you fine as hell
Will I hit it in the first date time will tell
Baby says she like the way the top drop back
Never thought my home boy girl a jock like that
40 on the braclet back to basic
A mill worth of ice in these playa haters faces
A mill worth of ice in Gucci mane good gracious
Got a slick flow and I think its contagious

[Chorus]

[Verse]
I ain't wit that flexin cat he investing
Tell htese playa haters to check my bds benz
Like Yao Ming man my money staked tall
I deal for half a mill nigga thats all
See a broad Gucci mane ill buy
The same dude u shop wit im his supplier

Gucci Gucci Gucci yours truly thats me
Hood rich or cocky I just might be
Wit my chain so bright Ray charles might see
More ice on me than a game of hockey
If you want a mean dick you can ride my six
Suck a good dick then ill get your hair fixed
Gucci brake bricks down used to sell fifties
Watch on my wrist man it cost a buck fifty
King of the city Gucciman Frank nitty
Ill gives a bitch a dove if she let me touch her tities

[Chorus]

Gucci mane make you look lke you posed to look
Gucci shoesGucci fit and a pocket book
Let you party like a rock star, ride in boxcar
Have you gainin weight everyday eatin lobster
All your friends invited so u can bring a partner
Gucci in the hood sellin weed like a docter
Fifty dollar slab to a trunk full of holes
Never at the house cause im always doing shows
Teamed up with big cat now they want to chit chat
Role to crash raod, flat shoals represent that
Gucci in the booth and my flows crazy
Is it hot in here nigga or its just me
Have you at south beach fallin of Jet Ski
Smokin purple weed under shade of palm trees
In Biloxi we could spend a hundred gees
Ill play the crap table you get the slot machine

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"That's My Hood"

"That's My Hood"


[Chorus:]
East atlanta zone 6 that's my hood that's my hood nigga that's my hood
Glenwood to Gresham road
that's my hood that's my hood nigga that's my hood
Boulder Crest to Flat Shoals nigga
that's my hood that's my hood nigga that's my hood I can't forget Chandler Road that's my hood that's my hood nigga that's my hood (uhh)

Gangsta bidding everybody coppin niggas walking out wit bags like they goin shoppin im on tha playstation playin grand thief I had a 100 bricks I got 3 left shootin c lows middle of tha day I bet a 100 grand da nigga iced away 5:45 in tha afternoon 98 degrees and it's tha 1st of june niggas goin in niggas gettin out everybody strap and they griped out 12:00 on tha dot midnight bet 50 grand on a pit fight 6:43 and im wakin up cookin cocine and it's cakin up 9:00 on da dot rush hour first you get the money then you get the power

[Chorus]

Money real dirty 9:30 got a trap to catch fo a quater birdy 10:45 quater to 11 ak 47 and a mac 11 1:17 my trap bunkin if you from tha hood then you sellin sumthing 2:22 time to cook a deuce fo my lil partner I call his ass tha truth 3:34 time to swing tha doe 9600 fo a pound of dro 4:46 trunk fulla bricks can't stop trappin til im futhy rich dropped out of skool 1998 bought a box chevy and a half of cake 2k3 hit a lic 100 pounds of weed 50 bricks

[Chorus]

Age 13 im trap star paid a 50 slab fo a junky car skool til in but im at home standing on tha corner wit sum uazone turned 15 im trapped out bet a 100 dollars just to crap out 17 now and im on tha grind neva stand in line at tha 55 dime 19 years blood sweated tears sellin innertubes like good year 21 now im a grown up so wen you call my phone it's a zone up age 25 and it's gettin worst 18.5 fo a hookit verse fo I turn 30 I b 30 plus swimmin in tha bucs like scu by duck

[Chorus]