Lyrics:
and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
G-Gucci Mane I'm the water man
Make it rain, do the water dance
Water dripping like
Breezy, go easy (ha)
Big stones in all my pieces (ha)
Gucci Mane stunt like Meechie (Meechie)
Jewelry so cold, I'm sneezin' (achoo)
Pull up South Beach,
just not impressed, no
I said baby what's your favorite song? (24)
She said 24 and Gucci Mane (Wop)
I said baby what's your favorite song? (24)
She
Aye Gucci you know we got this new spot
We been trapping like a bitch
I’m in the hood going crazy with that work
I’m in the section 8 moving A Plus
And, by the way, your baby
Mamma sucks some good dick, suge
And on some real shit, cuz
You know what's happenin'
I'm just gonna crip on yeah
(This is
flops (skrrr) Gucci flip flops
Verse3
Gucci Gucci Gucci Guccccci!!!
I ain’t stressing bitch I’m Gucci
Like my name was Davis ( Gucci mane)
Lite it up N
nigga
I'mma get mine by any means
Go! Go! Go! Go!
Don't worry about me I'm 'aight
My pockets on take off finna take flight
My momma told me go and get
it's Realname
They keep comin' back got em hooked like candy canes
Been good but my shit too Gucci Mane
These labels tell me to pick a lane
But I'm too
promise you won't meet a nigga like me
Gucci mane lefare
Icee Icee
Like gucci I'm too icee
Ain't talking bout shit
So I don't got to listen
No point in
want a five-star bitch)
Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em five stars
I'm
mane
Belt designer Gucci Prada
Play with young Merq he let that chopper sing mane
It go la da da da da da
Police come around and I say nada
I'm way too
Gucci Mane, you know it's bricks involved (skrrt, skrrt)
The sun ain't even up yet, I'm thinkin' 'bout the check ('bout it)
Woke up in the mornin',
freedom ring
Preach the truth like Luther King
Spit that trap shit nigga I feel like Gucci mane
Who is he
I'm VIP
I'm GOD
Got what you need but it ain't for
TRU (M16 Productions)
Yeah
This my letter to the rap game
Hip hop, I'm a product of the trap, mane
When crack came, I didn't know how to act,
TRU (M16 Productions)
Yeah
This my letter to the rap game
Hip hop, I'm a product of the trap, mane
When crack came, I didn't know how to act,
rangs
Eight please, excuse me, that's fo' on both hands
I'm Mr. Perfect run Mane Mane, Gucci Mane
Gucci!!
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
I’m suburban Gucci mane
In Ohio where I’m stayin
In the wealthy neighborhoods
I’m sellin green I’m sellin caine
That’s the name of the game
Bitch I
some brain in the front seat of the Hummer
Gucci, Gucci Mane the fly baby I'm that guy
Gurls' eyeballs pop when my lamb pass by
Huh? My money long
some brain in the front seat of the Hummer
Gucci, Gucci Mane the fly baby I'm that guy
Gurls' eyeballs pop when my lamb pass by
Huh? My money long
noise like Pootie Tang (what?)
Nigga, my heart so icy, I'm like Shiesty, I'm like Gucci Mane
I'm down to a four a day, dirty water, Louie Ray
These
space
It's Gucci
I'm the young nigga all the old head love dawg (FLOCKA!)
I ain't lettin shit slide, this ain't baseball (BRICK SQUAAAD!)
Banned in
trust her
Can't love her, can't trust her
Drop, Phantom, camera, Rolls
Tripped her out her panty hose
She heard Gucci Mane's a dog (woof)
You know
Yeah! Yeah!
Gucci Gucci, Zaytoven
Gucci Mane, familiar territory
Get it, get it, get it, believe it
24's on yo' car youse a trap star
If you
and go like a drive by
Wala
Gimme my gucci slides these christan lous make my feet hurt
I come from the shoe box street work
Bitch im out the box like eeh
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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