Upcoming Concerts for Gucci Mane

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Man, fuck these ****
I'ma spare everything but these ****
I flip the gun and gun-butt these ****
Take the knife off the AK and cut these ****
Yeah, and fuck these bitches
I swear I care about everything but these bitches
I don't care, I "So what" these bitches
And I put Young Mula, baby, way above these bitches
[Verse 2]
If it ain't broke, don't break it
And if he ain't shook, I'm gonna shake him
Hope I don't look weak, 'cause when a wolf cry wolf
You still see that wolf's teeth, motherfucker
Futuristic handgun
If you act foul, you get two shots and one
I'm at your face like Lancôme
You **** softer than Roseanne's son
Hey, you cannot reach me on my Samsung
I'm busy fuckin' the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherfucker, I am one
But the crazy thing is I began one
All white bricks, I'm straight like it's
Jumping back to thirty-six, ****
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms
I could shit all day, ****
[Verse 3]
And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a **** brains on the street
Ooh, now pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Oh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
[Verse 4]
What the fuck is up? It's Gucci Mane, the G
Ask Tity Boi, no pity boy, this scar city the city boy
So icy, so no Nike boy, just Gucci, Louis, Prada, 'scuse me
"Gucci Mane keep shittin' on me, why that boy keep buyin' jewelry?"
East Atlanta cockin' hammers, bandanas on car antennas
No, we do not talk to strangers, just cut off these ****'s fingers
Gucci's armed and dangerous, cocaine, codeine, and angel dust
This AK-47 will hit you everywhere from the ankle up
Gun same size as Nia Long, clip long as a Pringles can
.45 Desert Eagle on me, you'd think I'm an Eagles fan
Toni Braxton sniper rifle, make you never breathe again
Fuck that ****, kill that ****, bring him back, kill him again (Gucci)
[Verse 5]
Yeah, the money is the motive
Fuck with the money, it get Ugly as Coyote
Okay, I'm reloaded
Better pull it if you tote it
I buy a pound, break it down, and put it in a stogie
Swagger so bright, I don't even need light
I'm with a model broad, she don't even eat rice
But would you believe that she eat dykes?
And she asked me for a picture, so I gave her three strikes
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I'm the man around this motherfucker
I'm so hot, you probably catch a tan around this motherfucker
This rap game, I got my hand around this motherfucker
Yeah, I said game, but I ain't playin' around this motherfucker
Yeah, I'm the best to ever do it, bitch
And you the best at never doin' shit
If you the shit, then I am sewerage
Try me, and I'll have your people readin' eulogies
I swear you can't fuck with me
But I can fuck your girl and make her nut for me
Then slut for me, then kill for me, then steal for me
And of course, it'll be your cash
Then I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to your ass
[Verse 7]
And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a ****'s brains on the street
Ooh, now pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Ooh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
[Verse 8]
Oh man, suck my clip
Swallow my bullets, and don't you spit
Uh, I am the hip hop socialist
Life is a gamble, and I'm all about my poker chips
Do you want a dose of this? I will make the most of this
F is ferocious
Murder your associates
The top is so appropriate
This is just where I belong
Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on (Weezy)
[Verse 9]
And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a ****'s brains on the street
Ooh, now pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Ooh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
[Verse 10]
And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a ****'s brains on the street
Ooh, now pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Ooh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
Written by: Radric Delantic Davis
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