Testi:
Gucci Mane Add It Up

up im swaggered up yea gucci got his swag up boy thank he thank you mad now umma make you madder im swag up im swaggered up boy thank im so swagged up

my boy diego making pesos for them bricks gucci gucci im yours truly east atlanta is the shit i told em swag up im swaggered up yea gucci got his swag up

Next, [? ] & baking soda If the flame is low then turn it up WHOA! And stir it up Finally, just wait until it gets hard Then bag it up You got a key

biiiaaattch, I need toilet paper (daaaaaayyuum!) And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hata These niggaz don't like me I'm wit da Gucci Mane and I'm so icy [Chorus] [2nd Verse: Gucci Mane

packs When I say Imma skreet nigga bitch I mean that Hold up, Hold up, this shit won't cake up 80 thousand dollar profits so I bought a jake up Yeeaahhh

the diamonds in the diamonds on my ring I can get cha I can get cha get cha anything Cha ching money ain't a thang [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Gucci I can

cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may see it might be But no matter what they doin' they don't do it like me Like a G I hold it down for the

Money throwin hundreds Act like ya want it She know she want it on that pole Show me somethin Show me that pussy pop it panties up drop it into function

Shawty, see the diamonds, all the diamonds in my ring I could get you, I could get you, get you anything Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci