gotta keep it trill in my black tee (O-kay-kay-kay) [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] You can catch me all in a nigga house wit a black tee Gucci Mane, lil flair
boy Gucci Mane Old school Chevy same color cocaine Ridin through the hood throwin money out the brain and I'm lookin for the girls wit the booty shorts mane
gurl). And ya never meet a gurl dat will shine like me (shine like me) cuz im wit da Gucci Mane, im SO ICEY. [Hook] [Chorus x2] [Verse 3 - GUCCI MANE
buck fifty, 125 if an nigga fuck wit me.(ughh) you doin bad buyin 50 slabs, I'm in Texico buyin out sandwich bags(ughh) Niggas churpin on my Nextel, Gucci
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
[Gucci Mane:] Yea Mutherfucker We Got Big Cat In This Mutherfucker Laflare Nigga Guccie Mane The Mutherfuckin Gotto Nigga Its A Wrap Then The Whole Industry
tourgad(?) and gucci mane ima watch you through the hood on the 26's buy you a braclete real expensive gucci only holler at the baddest bitches love they way a boss bitch handle her business gucci
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
In the Trap house, In The Trap House, In The Trap House Gucci Mane Check It [Hook] Choppa on the floor pistol on the coach Hood rich so I never had
nigga that's my hood (uhh) 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
Gucci mane Two Thangs Trap House Gucci Mane in da building (Gucci, Gucci) Laflare, Big Kat (Laflare) Say we got it like that (like that) Everythang
tee Hit licks in my black tee All in your house searchin' For bricks in my black tee I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in your house
to the boy Gucci Mane Old school Chevy, same color cocaine Ridin' through the hood, throwin' money out the brain And I'm lookin' for the girls with the booty shorts, mane
me verse 2 dey say my chain so cold and my watch too hot my ears on on bling pinky ring on fire twinkle twinkle see da star past by gucci mane aint
for a beat Call me Ginuwine, the same 'ol G ('Ol G) I'm the shit biatch, I need toilet paper (Damn) And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hata These niggaz don't like me I'm wit the Gucci Mane
flare nigga Gucci Mane The motherfuckin' gotto nigga it's a wrap Then the whole industry we got This shit in the fuckin' head lock Yeah, Gucci we fuckin
gucci mane Ima watch you through the hood on the 26's Buy you a braclete real expensive Gucci only holler at the baddest bitches Love they way a boss bitch handle her business Gucci mane
staked tall I deal for a half a mill nigga that's all See a bad broad Gucci Mane, I'll buy The same dude you shop with, I'm his supplier Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
