Lyrics:
daughter gon’ be straight
Ma I know you lookin’ at me from day to day
I know you lookin’ at me mane
Ay’ I’ma do it for ya’, and I’ma make this money
And I’ma
be up, I'ma be up,
Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up
It's time to re-up It's time to re-up,
7:30 in the morning, Nigga we goin' be up
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
all these diamond rings mane
Wishin' for a meal ticket, lick it, ain't a dream mane
Money bag, money bag, racks (racks)
Now I got the plug for
shit together, so I respect her more
So if she ask me for some money she is not a whore
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it
And she a college girl sophomore I hit her in the dorm
On the hard floor she got her shit together so I respect her more
So if she ask me for some money she
Ding-A-Ling I Do My Thug Thing When I'm In The Club Mane When You Heard So Icy You Thought Of Gucci Mane I Got That Stupid Money So I Bought A Stupid Chain
much money, I'm splurgin'
Woke up in a new Bugatti, dropped in the punani
Call me Gucci Mane Delantic, bitch or you can call me Money
Red Dawn, I'ma
stank
Grind out of town, got a stash by the gas tank
Big Cat, fronted a hundred, I bought a hundred
Now I got a lot of money, known for doin a lot
pop shit the way I pop it
Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin' (bling)
Say he got money, where it went? What happened?
Sign with Gucci Mane
1 For The Money, 2 For My Jewelry Game,
3 For My Luggage Game Crazy Luggage Game Gucci
4 For Shoes, 5 For My Closet Same Size As Yo Apartment
[Verse
Mane, and nigga, fuck it, I quit
I told her just don't touch
Me cause they bummy
44 bulldog on the table and
I know G-Money know something
That bitch
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money
it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
contra
More chains then Buster, and more hoes then Usher
It's Gucci Mane & Drama, so that means more commas
I'm hands on like a laptop, get your cap
Ding-A-Ling I Do My Thug Thing When I'm In The Club Mane When You Heard So Icy You Thought Of Gucci Mane I Got That Stupid Money So I Bought A Stupid Chain
I'd take a bullet for the one I love
Tell me who you are
I swear I'm not the type to judge
Stand by your side against the world
I couldn't give
In the trap house, in the trap house, in the trap house
Gucci mane check it
Chopper on the floor pistol on the coach
Hood rich so I never had
this for all them pussy niggas claimin' that my pot hot
[Verse 1]
Oh mane I love it when a pussy nigga thinkin' he can get to me
cnd them niggas be
people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all that shit ?
Hundred ? a day shit, hundred dollar blind shit
You can wear my shoes ?
Millions
This a vibe, man
Gucci Mane, they say you're crazy, I understand (it's Guwop)
Only one way to go is up
Heads up at all times
Mr. East Atlanta,
with bags (rich, nigga)
I'm into poppin' tags (what), I ain't even gotta brag (what)
Money talk for me, I'ma do the money walk down the street
I'ma do
money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz, and niggas wanna
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
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