somethings cant be worked out it's over (yea yea) girl it's over (yea yea) Gucci: it's over (yaa yaa) it's over (yaa yaa) it's over (yaa yaa) it's over
: [feat. Master P] [Intro: Master P (Gucci Mane)] Ungghhhhh... Gucci! (Big Gucci) It's yo' time I'm a give you the blueprint Ain't nobody harder We
line nigga say it two times nigga Gucci two times nigga, deuce line west side hooto nigga We goin in we takin over it's brick squad let's do it (Club
: Gucci Mane] Your girlfriend keep callin me I feel like she stalkin me You at home And she with me So morning it's an argument Gucci Mane be doggin it
fo' rangs Eight please, excuse me, that's fo' on both hands I'm Mr. Perfect run Mane Mane, Gucci Mane Gucci! [Chorus] [Gucci Mane:] This for my lil'
lookin (yo-yo) lambo's get the bitches (mo-hoes) stove make the cookies (o's-o's) hurtin these suckas feelings (ouch-ouch) Goddamn Gucci Mane just
block Gucci mane I work forks n pots Ahhhhh gucci, gu u u cci Ahhhhh gucci, gucci ahh Nothings goin to stop my reign ahh ahh [2x] Ahhhhh gucci, gu
we can do it anywhere- (Crazy places) I wanna freak you anywhere- (Crazy) We can do it anywhere- Crazy places, We can do it anywhere- (Crazy) [Gucci Mane
It's money in the air It's ballin over here It's models over there It's party over there We ballin over here It's gucci mane laflair This song is out
kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by tuesday It's gucci mane
And I flipped it to a whole thing Yea I flipped to a whole thing Now it's on and poppin Luv to take her shoppin Keep her lookin good cause da money's
Bottles of chapagne And it came from sellin kane dawg Coka cola pickin yola And it stank, you smell tha odor When I (sk sk sk sk skeert) I bet it jump back over over
wanna tease me, Bein icey ain't easy, i make it look easy, You should cop you're bally Mention rock Louis Now its for shawty I don't like Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Survin Splurgin U Can Say Im Workin Got Washin Powder I Aint Talkin Bout Detergent Young Nigga Coppin 9s And 4s Got Me In My Trap House Standin Over The
Gucci, uhh (hook) (verse 2) Say,Gucci Mane please can I have it or wear it Don't touch it, baby look, but don't grab it flash it,kodak moment boo
When it comes to the money nigga we right where it's at Where it at! where it at! where it at! where it at! here it is! The sickest shit, we filthy fucking
nigga shake it From wayyy over here. Cum all them girls try to But she don't care, plus I know some niggas Were in jail over hurrr. Just look at all the
my dope boy jeans, Yous a local crack feen for da Gucci Mane team, [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Mini mac-10,wit many mo clips, text messagin thugs, talkin bout put it